I'm In Love With You. [BoyxBoy]

#CHAPTER 14

I put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. I walked downstairs into the working out room. I took my T-shirt off as I didn't like to sweat in it. I started doing push-ups as a warm-up exercise before starting to lift up and down the barbell. I added weight to the bar every 20 lifts. "Do you need anything?" I heard Arthur ask. I put the barbell down and looked at him. "No thank you." He didn't leave. I chuckled. "Stop drooling." He looked at me and blushed. I smirked. I loved teasing him. "Come here." He waited a moment before walking towards me. I was about to get up when he climbed over me. My eyes widened. "Arthur, don't. Your parents are here." I whispered. He shook his head and kissed my lips. I avoided his lips. "I'm all sweaty." He didn't listen. Instead, he whipped my chest off with my T-shirt. I glared at him. "Arthur." I warned him. "I could literally stop you with only my little finger." He nodded. "But you won't." He whispered before kissing my lips again. I didn't avoid him this time. I kissed him right back. Soon his hands were touching my chest allover. His lips went down my neck and chest. I held my moans in. I could feel my boxers tighten and I'm sure he felt it too. My hands travelled his whole body. He went back to my lips. "Arthur, you should stop." I barely said. He didn't though. A moan escaped my lips. I sat up making him sit up. "Stop." I breathed out. He nodded, also out of breath. "But I just want you to know that you turn me on just by the look of you." I laughed. "Ok. That's it. I'm leaving." He giggled. We walked upstairs. I had my shower after.

"Charlie? Someone is on the phone for you." Arthur's mum yelled. I frowned. I walked downstairs and took the phone. "Hello?" I answered the phone. "Charlie! Hey. I'm coming at your place. Be ready!" I frowned. "Who is this?" The girl sighed. "Beatrice." I rose an eyebrow. "Beatrice?" She puffed and mumbled a "he has a memory of a goldfish!" I sighed. "Music club." My eyes widened. "What? No. Don't." She chuckled. "To late. I'm here." I heard the doorbell ring. I sighed and whined. I walked to the door and opened it. She squeaked. I barely knew her and she was already happy to see me. She walked in. "Wow! Is this really your house?" I nodded. "It's Arthur's." She looked at me. "Who's Arthur?" Then his parents came. "Who do we have here?" I sighed. "Beatrice. From the music club. This is Mr-" She cut me off and said "McKinley." I shook my head. "Mr Mclee and Mrs Mclee." She frowned. "They're not my biological parents. I don't even know there favorite song." My eyes widened. "I don't know your favorite song!" They smiled. "It's fine Charlie. You have been busy with Arthur. We understand." She walked to the living room. "So can I see the songs you wrote?" She asked. "You write songs?" His parents asked shocked. "I... Why?" I asked. "I suppose you'd like to sing one of them for the concert no?" I shrugged. "Get your guitar at the same time." I frowned but nodded. "Well come. It's better in my bedroom. You'll get to meet Arthur too." I smiled. Or grinned. "Someone likes someone!" She winked. My eyes widened. "Ok." I walked upstairs. He wasn't in his bedroom. I sighed. I walked in my bedroom to see him looking at the one thing I didn't want him to look at. I ran towards him and grabbed it. "They're beautiful." He said getting up. "And they weren't for you to read!" He looked down. "I'm sorry." I rolled my eyes. "You shouldn't be in my bedroom. How dare you go digging in my stuff?!" I yelled kind of angrily. "I didn't know it would make you that angry." I laughed. "Of course I'm angry!" My hand took grip of his wrist kind of hard. "Ow. You're hurting me. You're hurting me. You're hurting me." He whispered. My heart stopped. I let him go. What was I doing? He left. "Shit!" I put the book down. "One minute." I told her before running into his bedroom. He wasn't there. I tried opening the bathroom but it was locked. I could hear him cry. "Arthur? Let me in." I whispered. "Arthur please." I sighed when he didn't. I unlocked the door with a knife I had gotten from downstairs and unlocked it. His wrist was under water, and he was crying. His wrist had a huge red mark. I ran towards him. "Don't touch me!" He said. I walked closer to him and held him in my arms tightly. "I am so so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Gosh! I feel so bad. I am so sorry. Forgive me. Please." I whipped his tears away. I looked at his wrist. It looked terrible. I kissed it. "Here. A magic kiss." He laughed. I joined him. "I'm sorry." I kissed his lips again. "I'll get you a bandage for that." He nodded. I sighed and kissed him again. He kissed me back. I hugged him. "Concerning your compositions..." He started. "I only had time to read 5." I nodded. "I'm seriously sorry." I said. He nodded. "Like a lot. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just not expecting that." He nodded. I kissed him again. "Go see your friend." He said. I smiled and kissed him again. 'I love you.' I thought.