"We're Just Friends."

Im sorry (18+)

*Authors note

This chapter contains very explicit and very detailed gay sex scenes. Please skip this chapter if you have a problem with this content and or you're under the age of 18
-Thank You, Enjoy*

I muster up the courage to actually begin letting oxygen flow back into my lungs while grabbing a seat.
We have yet to make eye contact but I know he's looking dead at me. A word has yet to be spoken between either of us.

"I understand that you're quite the writer Baylor. Atleast from what your father has told me." Says Mr. Mikaelson.

I'm very reluctant to speak but I attempt to find the words to respond to him. "I um-- *clears throat* I haven't written in a while." I say continuously looking down at my lap. "How come?" He asks sounding truly interested. "Oh--uh school and stuff." I replied.

"Dear God Baylor look at the man when he's talking to you. What's wrong with you?" He scoffs "My boy, I'll tell you. He's not right that one."

Mr. Mikaelson laughs. "No problem. The boys just shy.  My boy use to be like that. Till I broke him out his shell. Isn't that right Jace?" "Yes. I mean....sure." Jace rolls his eyes.

"Sorry dad" I said looking anywhere but jaces direction.

"Anyway, I only ask because I use to be a writer myself, till I got involved with the law firm of course. However I found it be a good way to relieve stress. Don't you think so?" Said Mr.Mikealson.

"Of course, that's one of the reasons I love writing." I responded. "I try to get Jace here to write, God knows he has the time but he's not budging, says it's a waste of his time." Mr. Mikealson scoffs.

"I have found other ways to relieve stress. More effective and self sufficient ways." He responds.

I instantly look up at him and our eyes meet. I want to ball my eyes out right here. Right now. He's looking at me with a devious smirk on his face. I can't let him win right now. I have to stop letting people have this much power over me. I thought of a plan. Mom brings in dinner and that breaks our stare off. After she serves dinner she sits and joins us. Some time passes by (about 30 minutes) and I thought it was time to put my plan in affect. I'm going to get Jace so jealous that he'll have to tell me how he feels about me. Hopefully not at the table of course. I play with my ringer button on my phone a few times to make it vibrate. Giving the impression that someone is blowing up my phone. I look up and Jace is looking at me curiously with his eyebrows raised. I look down at my phone and start blushing and smiling (at a blank screen of course) and pretend to text back. I put the phone down and repeat the process a few more times.

"Who is texting you so much Baylor?" Mom asks. "Oh umm it's just kyler." I replied. "Well it's rude. No texting at the dinner table. But tell kyler we miss him. He needs to start coming around again." Mom says. "Okay mom, I'll tell him." I instantly start missing him again.
Usually my dad would snap at me about being on the phone while at dinner but he was so  involved in bragging about his new massage chair that he wasn't paying me any mind, which was great for once. Even Bradley took advantage of this opportunity and zoned out with his phone. I looked up at Jace briefly and to my "surprise" he was staring dead at me with his face bright red.

Suddenly Jace finally says to me "I have to go to the bathroom. Baylor, can you show me where it is?" He asked with the exact same expression and a harsh tone.

"Yea, go show him the bathroom Baylor." My dad says partially breaking from his conversation. "Um yea ...ok" I get up a little nervous and turn to begin walking upstairs. I feel him walking behind me. My anxiety increases. As we hit the top of the stairs, I point to the bathroom door with one hand while looking at my phone and texting with the other. I'm actually texting kyler this time.