Loud And Clear (boyxboy)

Sweet Little Devils

AN: I don't know where that little boy came from but OMFG. He kills me! *Dead*

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William's head was reeling as they walked. 

He'd thought that Lucas was confusing from the get go, but now he was positive; Lucas liked him back. He did. He just maybe didn't know it. Or he did but wasn't sure about how William felt in return. Or maybe he didn't like him at all but he really did just get nervous whenever anyone new came over. But he'd said that it was because William was "so cool"... So maybe Lucas just admired him. But no one actually thought William was cool, how could they? So Lucas must like him as more than a friend. He just maybe--definitely--didn't know it.

Unless he was like this with all of his friends....

"Are you listening?"

William nodded at Lucas who was prattling on about someone named Blake.

"Okay, so that was when he said that I was a total loser and that I would never make it in life. So I threw my bag at him and my ipod must have flown out but I didn't realize it until later that day. So I've been music-less for like a month now which sucks balls because I have no internet or cable at home and no data on my phone plan so that was like the only thing I ever  had to do for fun."

He sighed heavily, not noticing William's shocked expression because now that he actually was  listening, he didn't like what he was hearing.

"Yeah, so now all I can do is like, stare at the walls all night."

Lucas laughed humorlessly and William had the horrifying realization that it was the truth. 

He opened his mouth to demand some sort of explanation but found he didn't know where to start. Lucas was living in the lap of luxury with no cable, internet, data or music. He hadn't really considered that the other boy might be going through hard times. He was too up beat to be affected by things like that... then again, he was a university student living on his own. That couldn't be easy. Then there was this Blake kid...

"Who's Blake again?" he asked.

"One of my friends," Lucas said absently. "He's in our program. Actually, he takes that class with us."

William frowned. 

"Red head?" he asked.

"That's the one."

William remembered the day he'd followed--not stalked--Lucas to their class. The way a boy with bright red, dyed hair had made Lucas' shoulders droop.

"He doesn't sound like much of a friend."

Lucas shrugged.

"He is and he isn't. We don't really get along at all. He likes to pester me and he's a total goody-two-shoes but we still hang out when everyone else is there."

William didn't get that. Then again, it had been a long time since he'd had a group of friends to hang out with. 

"You could be my buffer," Lucas said, looking up at William hopefully. "If you ever want to meet everyone..."

William bit his lip.

"They're seriously bothering me because they haven't met you yet. Seriously, Alex thinks we're dating."

Lucas laughed and William felt his heart sink a little bit.

"It would be nice if you were there to squash those rumours with me."

Okay, so maybe he didn't like William in that way.

They arrived at a large, generic house. It was two story with a small front yard and orange brown bricks.