Hate Sex is So Hot

18 - Avi

Tuesdays, I learned, were the best days of the week. On Thursday I had rehearsal with Kirstie, Scott, Avi, and Kevin, and on Friday I was stuck with a Scott because apparently now, even with all of our friends, we were both still losers that had no desire to do anything but sleep. Which was understandable. Honestly, I was starting to realize that it was bad because it was awkward, not even because it was him and he's the worst.

I'm still mad at him. No matter how big his dick is.

Mondays were, well... Mondays. And on Wednesday Kirstie had practice. For the play she's doing! I'm so happy for her. Tuesdays would normally be a shit day, but ever since I confided in Avi, he offered me a study session every Tuesday. I guess he called it that because he didn't want to call himself my therapist, but we didn't really study. He tried to make me and I just kept talking, which seemed to work.

Sometimes I caught him looking at me. He would look away though, and when he talked, it was like he didn't know where to look. I think he liked doing homework just so he could have an excuse to look at the paper instead of me.

We had snacks and talked, and he made sure I was ok. I felt bad about burdening him, but he promised that I wasn't, and that everything with him was ok. Except he didn't have a car right now because someone had drunkenly backed up into it and crushed the back bumper.

My eyes widened. "Oh no! I'm so sorry. If you ever need a ride, let me know."

He laughed his low and deep laugh, and glanced up at me. The first thing that crossed my mind was how hot that laugh was, so since I was already in the mood, I winked at him. His cheeks went red and he raised both of his eyebrows.

"Are you flirting with me?"

I couldn't help but burst into laughter at how forward he was. And I don't know why it was so funny to me, maybe just because I hadn't laughed like that in so long. He looked offended before I quickly widened my eyes and assured him that I wasn't laughing at him, which only made me laugh harder at myself.

"Are you drunk or something?" He said chuckling. I just shook my head and took deep breaths, and lied my head on his shoulder.

"No... just tired."

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On Wednesday at lunch, I didn't have that much food, and neither did Avi. So we both decided to just walk around campus and eat. We passed Scott and his friends, sitting in a patch of grass on the side of the school. I saw him from afar, and it felt so good to walk past him and not even glance at him while I flirted with his ex best friend. Does that make me a bad person?

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"So, like... what are you guys?"

I shrugged. I was lying down on the edge of the stage, while performers did... prop stuff in the background, I guess. Kirstie was pacing back in forth above me with a packet of her lines in her hands.

"I don't know..." I said, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly the lights went dark and a bright light flashed on. I jolted and closed my eyes quickly. "Ow!"

"Yes, and I'm his lovely bride, so... oh, are you ok? ...So pay all attention to us as we sit and watch you fight, ok?"

"Yeah." I said, turning myself to the side. "He's so nice, and I feel like he really cares about me..."

"Husband dear, don't worry! He is strong, and capable... do you think you like him back though? ...He will win the fight, trust me. Did you see the way that other man looked at me just now? He's weak."

I ignored the script she was sandwiching over her questions to me. "I think so... I don't know, I might just be desperate..."

"Oh! No! I can't stand this!... I know you and scott didn't date, but you think it's like... a rebound? ...Ahhhh!!!!" She faked a fall onto the stage, and after a couple seconds, turned to look at me. I looked back at her.

"That's what I'm afraid of..." I said, and sighed. "I don't want to use him."

"Then tell him that."

"But... what if he doesn't want me anymore?"

Kirstie's expression went worried and concerned. "I think if you really like him, you should share your concerns with him..."

I sighed. Did I like Avi?

Soon I had to leave because rehearsals were starting, so I jumped up and waved a goodbye to Kirstie. But outside of the theatre I realized that I had nowhere to go. I walked around the fields, not quite noticing the gloomy skies. When a couple raindrops fell, I didn't really mind it. But when it started to pour I yelled out, putting my jacket over my head and running to see where the nearest shelter was. Lightning struck the sky and I threw open the door to the pool, bolting inside of the changing rooms and showers. Taking a deep breath, I looked up.

"Mitch?"

Wow, thanks for fucking me right in the ass once again, God.

next chapter's summary could be.. "two boys are stuck together while they wait for a storm to blow over." :0