I swear this is what I want. {BoyXBoy}

Chapter 5

JAMES' P.O.V

"Best. Shower. Of my. Life." I said gently and plopped on his bed, my hair still wet and in my boxers. I heard him laugh as he zipped his pants up and nodded, his now slightly longer black hair falling into his face.

"Someone needs a haircut." I said in a sing song voice. He glared at me slightly and pushed it out of his face, running his fingers through it.

I smiled at him and got up off his bed. I ran my fingers through my own hair and walked over to his dresser as he sat in his computer chair. I pulled out a pair of grey skinny jeans and a Bring Me The Horizon shirt.

"Oh, go ahead James. You can borrow my favourite shirt. I have no problem with it." He said sarcastically but I heard the smile in his voice. I looked over at him and smiled innocently.

"Thanks honey bunches!" I said laughing. I pulled on the jeans and shirt quickly and looked in the mirror.

"Aw, dude! You gave me a hickey!" I said and looked at it closely. I heard him laugh loudly and saw him walk over to me in the mirror.

"Hey, look at that! I did." He said chuckling. When he saw my serious expression his face grew worried.

"What's the big deal?" He asked quietly.

"My parents don't know I'm gay yet... If I go home with a hickey, they know I was here the entire night, what will they think Derek?" I hated how mean I sounded but it was true. His mom may know, but mine doesn't. And she's always trying to set me up with different girls and if she found out, it would kill her.

"You haven't told them yet?" He almost sounded hurt, like I was keeping him a secret.

"I'm not keeping you a secret Derek. I'm keeping myself a secert.. If my mom found out, she'd hate me for the rest of my life and it would just kill her inside. I can't do that to her. I can't dissappoint her." I mumbled the last part quietly, hoping he didn't ask about it.

"Okay James... I guess I understand." I saw him look down, but then his eyes brightened like he had an idea.

"Hey! You can just cover it up!" He said smiling wide.

"With what? Do you have some kind of miracle hair growth serum that will make my hair grow enough to were it'll hid it?" I asked smiling at him. He rolled his eyes.

"No, stupid. My moms cover-up!" he said and dashed out of the room.

"Wait! No! I'm not wearing makeup!" I shouted and ran after him. We collided in the hallway and I landed ontop of him. He blushed and smiled, his moms cover-up in his hand.

"I said no." I mumbled and looked into his eyes.

"Please? I don't want you getting in trouble..." He said and gave me a puppy dog stare.

"Ugh... Fine. Just stop looking at me like that." I mumbled and moved my hair to the side, still on top of him. He put it on my neck and I felt kind of disgusted. He rubbed it in and then kissed my cheek.

"There. Don't even know it's there." He whispered to me and I got off of him. I went back into his room and looked into the mirror.

"Whoa.. Where did it go?" I mumbled and looked all over my neck for it. That cover-up shit is amazing.

I jumped as my phone went off in the living room. I trotted downstairs and walked to go get it and looked at the number. Ugh. I hate unknown numbers. I picked it up and put the reciever to my ear.

"Hello?" I said and waited for a reply.

"I thought it would end with Derek. But you're next, faggot. Just wait. I'm coming for you now. And this time, no one's making it out alive." I almost dropped my phone as I heard the other end go dead.