Begging For Something | Boy X Boy

Chapter 4: TOO LAZY FOR TITLE

Me and Jacob lay on the bed completely tired. Three words: We. Are. Drunk.

It didn't take long for me. It took me four beers to get down, while Jacob just drank his tenth.

I turn to look at him and scratch my arm. When did he take his shirt off? When did I? Oh, wait, I didn't. I took off my hoodie.

"I'm soooo drunk," Jacob says looking at rhe cieling. "We don't tell Meghan this. Okay?"

"Got it." I reply rolling over on my stomach. I feel so sick. Why does this feel nice to adults? I have a fluffy feeling but, It feels weird.

My eyes start to feel heavy. I'm so tired...Is this death? I don't think so...Before I can realize I drift off to sleep.

I wake up as the sunlight peaks through the window. I feel something against my cheek and being half asleep I dig my face into it. The thing against my face is hard, but soft.

Something wraps around my body. Which really catches my attention. What is it? I want to get up, but I have such a bad headache, I don't want to.

I hear a click which threw my eyes open only to hear. "Oh my god! You two were dating!"

And...Meghan came in. Wait, what does she mean? I sit up and look at the body I was laying next too. The shirtless body I was lating next too.

I-I...WHAT THE HELL!? I get up from the bed and scurry to the wall, alerting Jacob. He sits up and looks around the room.

"Why is everyone yelling," He asks rubbing his eyes. Meghan jaw was practically on the ground. "Are you okay, Meghan?"

I was cuddling with a guy. Infront of his mom...I was cuddling with guy I heardly even know. I was...With a boy? My cheeks burn up.

"What just happened," He looks at me concerningly. Does he even know what just happened?

"What happened is that you didn't tell me you actually were dating him," Meghan exclaims.

"We're not!" I shout. "We're really not. I just met him yesterday!"

"Wait, someone explain to me what happened," Jacob says utterly confused.

"You two were hugging and snuggling in bed," Meghan continues. She's more focused on her son being gay than the empty bottles of beer in the corner. She's a terrible mother!

"We were?", He asks dumbfounded.

He was sleeping. So, it doesn't count? Right? It never counted in the first place anyways. I just want to go back to my highway.

"Well, you were asleep and so was I. Well, at least untill your mom walked in...heh," He gives me a confused look.

"We were," I bluntly state.

He sighs. "Mom, It was nothing. And you know I'm not gay," He says sitting up. "Can you tell me why you were in my room anyways?" How can he brush this off so easily.

"Breakfast downstairs. I wouldn't barge in pointlessly." She says offended.

Yeah...What a great start to a day. Heh.

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I take a bite of the food Meghan cooked for us. It's something called "Pancakes". I see these in restraunts and on the T.V. in those stores. It tastes so much better than it looks.

"Wow, It's like you've never seen pancakes before," Jacob mentions. Meghan giggles along with Jacob at how fast I'm eating. "Gotta slow down or else your going to puke later."