Illegal love (boyxboy)

Chapter 3 - Catch Up

*Troy*

"Hey Devon...." I say with a smile as I lay on the floor with my best friend beaming, scarily happy, down at me.

"DUUUDE!" He yells, getting up and giving me a hand up too.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR BACK!" He says while throwing his arm around me and leading me out of the greenhouse, locking it on the way out.

"I can't believe I can still hear. And since when did you have a key?" I question him while rubbing my ear.

He grins at me. "You've got a lot to catchup on brah'." He says mysteriously, giving me a wink. "But first. LET'S GET DRUNK!"

 I laugh with him as he leads me to his place a few blocks away. Thank god. I need a drink.

______________________________________________________________________________

 "No. Way." I say, my face blank.

Devon just sits there grinning and while nodding his head quickly like a little kid on Christmas.

"I don't believe you."

"S' true man."

"No it's not."

"It tots' is!"

"Yea right."

"It's. True!"

"Not."

"YES IT IS FUCKER!" He screams, angry at my stubbornness.

"You? And Kyla?"

"Yes!" He says grinning again.

"Devon... You've been trying to get with her for years and she's always rejected you. You expect me to believe that not only did you get with her, but your actually seriously dating."

"For fucks sake Troy! YES!"

"But....How?" I say shaking my head, baffled.

"Oh you know, I'm a mature, sophisticated, adult now." He states, trying to erase his ghetto accent.

I look him up and down. Bright neon hat matching bright shoes, baggy jeans, t-shirt and tattooed arms.

"Uh huh.."

"Whatevs. She digs me now." He laughs, then after a few minutes of silence he dares to ask timidly. "So... Ya gunna tell me why I had to come rescue the kid earlier?"

I look down at the beer in my hands. "He didn't need rescuing... I wasn't doing anything..."

"Uh huh..."

My eyes shoot angrily up at him.

"Oh don't gimme dem' bad-boy evil eyes!"

I just sigh and look back down.

"I knew it. You totally still love the little twerp!"

"If he's such a twerp, why did you rescue him." I question sharply and he shrugs.

"Cause were friends."

I gape at him.

"I'm sorry, what?"

Devon hated Jay when they first met. It took quite a lot of effort to change that. I'm gone for less than a year and they become buddies??

"Well... We kinda both needed a friend after you bailed."

"I didn't bail..." I mutter sadly.

"Really? So that kid didn't sleep and starved himself for months, before finally deciding you weren't coming back and moving on, for no reason? Aight' good to know."