Watcher (KSImon)

Twenty Six

Ethan helped me edit my video cleanly, and get rid of the parts I didn't like, including my little outburst.

It was uploaded at 12:00 p.m., and I was so tired I could barely reach to press the button. Ethan was laying on the ground propped up on the side of my bed, grinning tiredly.

"You've done it," he yawned, (BOI WRITING THAT MADE ME YAWN) "I'm proud of you, Simon."

I smiled back tiredly, "I have done it, haven't I?"

"So, how was today with JJ?"

"It was okay," I said, flashing back to Nathan. Ethan wiggled his eyebrows. I paused for a moment. "I don't know what to do Ethan."

"With what?"

"Me being gay. I can't tell anyone," I whispered to him.

"Yes you can!" Ethan urged, "in time, of course."

"I don't know who to trust."

"Believe me when I say this: you can trust these guys. They may be absolute idiots, but they still care," Ethan said with meaning flowing through his voice.

I smiled and picked up my phone to text Cal

Me: do you want to come over tomorrow at 10?

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Ethan and I knocked out exactly were we sat last night. I sat up groggily and checked the time. It was 9:45.

"Ah sh- Ethan!" I slapped his head, and he groaned a small bit.

"Mate why?" he rubbed his head, and then he checked his phone for the time as well, "that's why. Oh shoot. JJ's going to be here any moment."

I shook my face awake and slapped my check, "Callum as well."

Ethan bolted out of the room to get changed, and I took off my pajama pants and put on some shorts. There was a knock at the door, and I growled a bit, in the middle of taking off my shirt.

"Can you get it, Simon?" Ethan called.

I grunted a small yes in reply and started to stroll towards the door with no shirt on. It was JJ, who was carrying a large box. His eyes turned into saucers, taking me in. I blushed a bit, looking at my stomach. Yeah, I guess I was sort of fit looking, even if I never worked out.

"Nice...." JJ sputtered, but then his eyes looked to his feet in... Sadness? "Hi." He ushered himself in.

I stood at the door for a few seconds, not sure what had just happened. Cal arrived right before I closed the door.

"Oh! Hey Cal!" I brought him inside. He glanced down at my shirtless torso, but didn't react like JJ.

"Do you want to record a video?" He asked with a bit of hope in his voice.

"Yeah, sure," we head over to my room, and turn on my old camera. He shook his head a bit. I knew he disapproved, "I'm getting a new one tomorrow."

Cal didn't seem to be satisfied with that answer, "we're going camera shopping. Right now."

"But-" I started to complain.

"No buts," he poked my stomach. I flinched back and laughed.

"I guess then," I rubbed my stomach, still feeling his touch.

It made me sick.