There's The Cat and Then There's Me [boyxboy]

Chapter Fifteen: Loved

I hated that wink. That slow, seductive brush of his long lashes against the pale skin of his cheek. The tiny movement that sent every drop of blood in my body upwards to burn in my own. I knew I looked like some kind of neon red guppy, gaping helplessly at the casually lounging boy slyly grinning at me.

‘Hey,” he said waving at my completely doped expression.

“Did we really just-” I managed to whisper in a high pitched squeak.

Please don’t say yes… I fell over and hit my head, I’m in a coma and this is some fucked up dream, I died and went to hell, I… I… I… It’s just not true. No. Nope. No.

He just nodded.

Did he really just nod?

Really?

“That awkward moment when you realise that you just loved every second of it,” Accel smiled.

Damn.

There was nothing I could do. Not one damn thing I could do about my predicament. It had happened. It was right smack bang there in front of me and no matter how hard I tried it couldn’t be erased. But seriously… did he- we- me- US really just…?

My nerves are officially on the fritz.

Staring around with the dumbest expression on my face, every inch of me wanted to run screaming. I wanted to escape, to go home, to go anywhere, somewhere other than here. And for some absolutely absurd reason, I wanted to take Ace with me.

“So princess,” Accel breathed as he shuffled around on the couch, attempting to find that one comfy spot. Which, on a dying piece of ‘stuff’ like this… should not be possible. “What brings you here anyway? I saw you walking down the street and kind of followed you… hope you don’t mind.”

I merely grimaced at his laid back, casual expression.

“Anyway… I figured it had to be something pretty worth my while as you were carrying that,” he gestured lazily to the discarded gym bag, “and I know for a fact that you would never willingly come into this place again after last week.”

He studied my face as it stared glumly at the ground, my body wincing slightly every time he pointed out a fact about how miserable my life had become.

Why can’t he just leave it?

“So, go figure, I think, there’s something you aren’t telling me. I’m right, aren’t I?” he raised an eyebrow in my direction, already knowing the answer to the question. Pretending not to notice the enquiring look, I traced patterns on the leg of my skinnies, hoping that he wouldn’t push the issue. As far as I was concerned it was none of his business.

He simply watched my rock still figure for a few moments before giving in and crawling towards me, pulling my head onto his shoulder and cradling me in his arms.

This... is the weirdest person I have known in my entire life and probably the weirdest moment of my entire life.

 I was more than a little taken aback by the sudden display of emotion and caring. Or even gentleness in that strange sexy exterior of his. In fact, even more so than before my nerves screamed at me to run from him. But I didn’t.

“What’s wrong AJ?” he murmured softly, hand lightly stroking the layers of my hair. “I hate seeing you like this.”

“You barely even know me,” I whispered into the fading sunlight.

“I know how I feel about you AJ. Nothing else matters.”

“I don’t know how you feel about me though. I don’t even know what I feel for you. This whole… thing... just seems wrong,” I choked back tears. “We’re both guys for a start, and then I’ve never even felt like this about anyone before… I don’t even know why I like you…”