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36. Stains

S.WILK

6:50 PM

"Hi, Nashers. Are you free tonight?" I ask through the phone and he makes a hesitant, mumble, like, uhhmmm so I go on to further myself, "Like friends, I want to hang out."

"Oh. Hang out yeah I'm free. What time?" He replies and I look at my wrist with its nonexistent watch. "Come in two hours. Like before eight please!"

Nash accepts my little date, but I'm not saying that it is one because I said, like friends. I plan on having homemade dinner and then just kicking back like most teens, with our laptops and social media on our phones.

I grab my phone from my pocket and text Aaron, "Dude, he said ya. He'll be over tonight. Meaning you can't. Don't come over." Most of the time Aaron is my only amigo, and it use to be Taylor until he started having interests for Shawn. But that's okay, he only used me anyways. Aaron and Nash are my real friends.

7:40 PM

Theres a knock on my apartment door that I share with just my older brother. He too, will not be coming over today.

I straighten out my shirt to exclude little wrinkles from me sitting down earlier. I breath into my hand to make sure my breath is alright and I've previously gathered a condom into my back pocket. Just in case.

"Happy you could join me, Grier." I tell him gladly as I lock my arm with his. I walk us to the balcony where I had a table and a cheesy candle. I mean, weather was rather festive. It's good to have dinner outside right now.

"So Hamilton, any ideas of what you'll be eating tonight?" I smile and show him the display of our plates and utensils. "Nope. Not a clue." He shrugs and takes a seat.

"And hey? Are you like, a wine drinker?" I ask. "Um, no. But there's for a first time for everything. Give it to me!" (ayy that's why sam has a condom). Nash says rather cheerfully and raises his glass. I get into the kitchen and pull out one of my brothers red wine glasses.

I pour a generous amount for him and I. Together we clink our tall wine glasses. "Thanks for this tonight." Nash says. "You're welcome. I wanted some company."

"Food?" Nash nods in response and I get into the oven where I let baked macaroni settle down. When I get there Nash and I smell the pleasant cheese mixtures and all that. "I wonder if it's as good as it looks." I joke.

"Allow me." I take a scoop and blow it generously, Nash giggling. I airplane it with noise effects while swirling my wrist. And into Nash's mouth it goes. "How's that, babe?" I ask him and hand him a napkin. "Fuck me, it's great!" Nash now takes his own spoon to continue eating.

Throughout dinner we talk and get to know each other. Things we already knew and some we didn't. By now it was almost nine.

"I mean I don't have much plans after this, like I've said, just wanting your company." I shrug and walk him into the house. "Well I'm fine with whatever we do. As long as I'm with you!" Nash says giggly. "How about we finish this bottle first."

We sit together on the long L shape side of the couch as he wants to pour some for us but as I hold my glass with him pouring, he spills it on my leg. "Oh boy, stay right there Sam!" Nash panics and runs to the kitchen for a damp cloth. "You just talked to me like I was some dog." I laugh loudly. "Get on all fours, roll over, and I'll rub your tummy." Nash teases.

Nash soon wipes my lap, his hand now putting elbow grease into my crotch as he's in between my knees. "Yeah, I heard red wine stains." Nash comments softly. "Here. Get up. You don't have to do this." I throw the rag aside and set him on my lap.

"Oh. You're cold!" Nash refers to the way he's sitting on my wet lap. I stare at him for a moment and take in the thought of how close we are. I lean in and surprisingly, I feel his nose already touching mine, meaning he's already down to kiss me.

Before we can, I flip him over so that he lands on the couch with his back. My lips now connecting with his as he's taking over, his tongue in lead wandering my lips.

My body hovers over his as my palms rest on the cushion, both side by side with his head. He pulls me down more with his hands around my neck and his legs now wrapping around my waist, just to be sure that were literally chest to chest. I grind myself against him, rocking my body hard but that's when he gasps.

Nash pushes me away, with force. "I shouldn't of done that." Nash says softly and shakes his head. "Wait, what's wrong about it?"

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He takes a deep breath and it makes me nervous. "I'm seeing Cameron... again." Nash sits on the couch and rubs his face. I sit next to him and pat his back. "It's okay. We can keep this between us." I refer to our previous heated actions and lift my pinky up, hoping that he'll accept my promise. "Okay." Nash whispers. I bring our pinkies up to our faces and kiss them. "Promise. I won't say a word."

"I love you Sam. Like a best friend. Always had since that whole bridge thing. Thanks." Nash tells me. Yeah, I remember that day. With Aaron. Between us, I thought I was interested in Nash but now I've gotten to know him and would rather have him as a friend. Only because I can't risk to loose him if we broke off something that was more.

If you didn't catch on, yes I do like Nash. But I'm okay, if we don't make anything out of ourselves together. "I love you too, Nash."

Written: 0419
Updated: 0502
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