The Unexpected [boyxboy]

Chapter Nineteen.

Recap from last time: 

Then all of a sudden I felt his cold hand and his cast touch my bare chest. WTF? When did my t-shirt come off? It must have come off when I was taking my sweatshirt off. I don’t care though. The feeling of Brandon’s hands on me felt like heaven. 

I figured if I lost some clothing Brandon should at least lose some too. That is when I started to pull down the sweatpants that he was to lazy to get out of this morning. A couple seconds later they were being flung across the room. 

I started to grind my front half into his. It took all that was in me to suppress the moan that was trying to make its way out of my mouth. But Brandon didn’t seem to care that people were just down stairs. He moaned so loud, I don’t think that he even realizes how loud that actually was. But it was so hot. 

Just then my door busted open. Fuck. Who would come in here after hearing that and after what Brandon had told Hailey not even that long ago. “OH MY GOD! I thought Brandon hurt his wrist or something!” 

SON OF A BITCH, THAT WAS MY MOM’S VOICE! OH GOD. 

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Still Aiden’s POV:

I didn’t have time to reply before my bedroom door was slammed shut again. I can’t believe no one in the house warned her not to come up here. Oh god. This is going to be fun to explain. 

I looked down at Brandon and his face was about as red as a cherry. Even with his hands covering his face I could still see the blush. I pecked his forehead real quick, then decided that I should put my shirt on and grab Brandon’s pants for him. 

I jumped of the bed and scrambled around my room trying to find his pants. Where the fuck could they have gone? They can’t just get up and walk away. 

I was starting to get irritated. My mom probably thinks that we are still up here doing, well, you know. When really I am just trying to find Brandon’s sweatpants. I guess Brandon could tell that I was starting to lose it because one second I was all alone and the next I felt arms being wrapped around my still naked chest. 

Yeah, thats right. I still haven’t even found my shirt either. “Why are you getting all irritated?” I heard being whispered into my ear from behind. Feeling Brandon’s sweet breath on my neck. It sent shivers down my spine. “I should be the one irritated or embarrassed. Not you, it is only your mom.” he said still whispering to me. 

“I am irritated because I can’t find our fucking clothes, and my mom walked in on us. That is so fucking embarrassing whether it is your mom or not.” I said in a huff. I wasn’t trying to be mean and Brandon must have known because he just pulled me tighter to him. 

With a soft almost sighing chuckle, Brandon let me go. “Did you ever think to just grab some new clothes? We are in your room you know.” He told me, slightly nodding at the closet of clothes with his eyes. 

I don’t know what I would do without him. To be completely honest I really didn’t think to just grab some new clothes. I turned so that I was face to face with him and grabbed his chin, bringing his face closer to mine. Closing my eyes slowly I leaned in to give him a sweet kiss on the lips. 

Only I never felt his lips touch mine. I opened my eyes wondering what the hell was going on, only to see Brandon standing in my closet looking over his shoulder at me with a wicked smirk on his face. 

That little tease. Is he still trying to get payback for when we were at school? Oh well, if he is two can play at that game. I walked over to the closet and pushed my way past him to get further in.