Odd Living

Twelve

The rest of the car ride home was 100% awkward and silent. Except the occasional car horn or sigh. Fuck. Why did I have to ruin this. We were having such a good time. In the words of mum "Mackenzie, you always find a way to ruin everything." I texted Ian and told him we were almost there.

I:: I can't wait until you are back. Did he fucking touch you?
M:: Besides a hug, no. I promise.
I:: What do you want to do when you get back?

I wasn't able to answer Ian because my phone died. Fucking fantastic. I look down at the ring Ian gave me and smiled. I guess George noticed because he mumbled something.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Oh... umm...I didn't mean to be so straightforward with you, Mackenzie. I brought you here so none of those cunts could make fun of me. Earlier did you prank me?"

"What do you mean 'prank?'" All these questions I would like answers to. George probably wants answers too. I don't blame him.

"We're you kidding when you said you didn't like me that way?" George questions.

"Uhh... I don't know. I don't know if I like Ian. I don't know if I like you. I just don't know." I say.

"Ian and I can compete for your affection. We could act like gentlemen. Yeah. That's a good idea." I think he is talking to himself again.

"No. There will be no competing." I say sternly. "I don't want anyone getting hurt. George, I do like you but I still feel bad that I hit you a few weeks ago. I've been planning this surprise apology since it happened, but my leg has been slowing me down. I want it to be perfect, but I don't think we could date. We are total opposites." I manage to blurt out before he says anything.

"I'll find a way to make it work, babe. I promise. We will be happy together." He kept repeating this for a few minutes. I placed my left hand on his right forearm, then he stopped.

"Promise me you won't tell Ian about all this." I don't know what to say to him.

At the red light, he looks directly into my eyes. "I won't tell him. Promise." He reassures me.

I don't know if I should believe him or not.

After about ten minutes, we were home. Max came out of the house to help George carry the blankets into the house. I heard George mention a video idea. I think he is referring to the gentlemen thingy. Then Chad came out to help me get out of the car since George and Max were nowhere to be found.

"Did you two lovebirds have fun?" Chad giggles like a child.

"Fuck off." I tell him. He doesn't leave me alone. "What the hell do you want?"

"I just want to let you know that Ian was talking about you all fucking night. I think he is asleep right now if you want to go prank him." Useful information.

"Oh. Thanks Chad." Maybe he is pranking me.

I head inside to Ian's room. I have never been in there before. I slowly open the door and peek inside. He is asleep. As quietly as possible, I enter his room, lock the door, and get in bed with him. I lay down next to him, and it's like he knew I was there. He wrapped his arm around me as soon as I got comfortable. I fall asleep in Ian's arms.

Ian woke me up with a kiss on my forehead. "What a pleasant surprise." He says quite happy.

"I locked the door when I came in." I tell him.

"I know. I was awake when you came in. I told Chad to tell you I was in here." Genius.

"You look handsome with your glasses off." I whisper.

Ian's smile can light up a room. It's so big and full of joy. Actual happiness. It makes me melt.

"Did George do anything to you?" This is the second time Ian asked me this question.

"Besides him telling me about his neighbor in his first apartment, hug me, tease me, and tell me some... things, no. He didn't do anything to cause physical harm." Well played, Mackenzie.

"What do you mean tease you?" He asks.

"He scared the shit out of me and made fun of me being 'crippled'. I guess it was funny. I don't really get your sense of humor."

"What did he tell you?" He really does care.

"He told me some classified information. Nothing too important."

Ian doesn't say anything after that. We just lay there until someone knocks at the door.

"Ian, you cunt, where is Mackenzie? I haven't seen her since we got back." It's George.

Ian tells me to hide under the blankets. Ian opens the door. He is just in his underwear. No shirt. No pants. I didn't even realize that when I got into bed.

"No. I thought she was with Max or Chad. I'll let you know if I see her." He says.

George peeks in the room just to make sure. He walks away without another word. Ian closes the door and looks at me. I am blushing. He doesn't even try to cover himself. He just winks at me.

A/N
I am aware that Human Cake comes after Gentleman's Guide, but I have this all planned out (not really). Just trust me.