Liar Liar (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twenty-One

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                   Vincent's POV

"Listen up, team," Coach clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention. "Next weeks game is against The Burlington Chiefs and it is going to be the the hardest since they haven't lost a single game this season so I'm going to need you guys to give it your all. Now that Carson is injured and another player was dismissed from the team we're not as well equipped as before." He sighed.

He does know that I exist, right? I may not be able to run the whole team myself without Carson but he made me promise to put 110% into this game we played without him, and all the others he wouldn't be in. I promised him and I wasn't planning on disappointing him. So long he came to every practice and game, but to just watch obviously. I felt better when his presence was around. It was almost as if he was actually playing with us. Almost. 

"Vincent," Coach yelled, snapping my out of my thoughts. 

"Yeah, Coach?" 

"You are not captain of this team for no reason, I want you to be on your A-game on next weeks game, do you understand?" He asked. 

Sure, acknowledge my presence now.

"I understand," I nodded. 

"Good, now hit the showers," he dismissed us and I couldn't have gotten up faster. I hate being all dirty and sweaty, despite how hot Brody thought it was. Sweaty, sure, but have that mixed in with dirt and other dirty boys tackling me then we get something completely different. Something more disgusting.

Gosh, I really am gay. 

I made my way to the boys locker room and removed my uniform so I could take a hot shower. 

My mind reeled to tonight's party. I do not know how Carson was so clueless about it, literally everyone in the school was talking about it and how it was going to be the party of the century. I don't understand why Meagan had to invite half the freaking school. Was it even possible to fit that many people in Brody's house? It may be big, the biggest I have ever seen, but the population of this school was even bigger. 

Whatever, I was going to enjoy this party, maybe drink a little for the first time. I doubt Brody would like that but what can I say? I'm bad ass. I wonder what kind of drunk I am? Am I the kind of drunk who spews his secrets around? Oh God, maybe I'm the kind of drunk who strips on a table, dancing to some provocative song! Maybe I was the horny type? 

I was not sure whether Brody would like that or not. 

Though, what I did know for sure was Carson wouldn't be able to do much at this party, considering his leg. He was now on crutches but even with those he could barely get around on his own. He was always complaining how they only hurt his knee further but the doctors said it would help with the healing process, so he had sucked it all up. Although, every time I saw him on those damn things he would cringe with each step. Sometimes, I even had the urge to throw them away and carry him around but I wanted his knee to better, and fast. 

I stepped out of the showering rooms, with a towel around my waist, and walked back into the changing rooms where Carson was waiting for me. When I entered he was the only one in there, the rest of the guys were still having their showers but Carson didn't like to wait so I always had to cut my showers short. And by that I had to take 6 minute showers or he would leave me. He even took it upon himself to time me.