Double Vision [boyxboy love story]

Double Vision [boyxboy love story] Pt. 14

This is a boyxboy love story which means boy on boy action, don't like, don't read.  This chapter is clean.

A/N: Yes, this is marked completed but I saw some major plot holes.  I'm adding THREE parts because it felt so incomplete.  I'll go and try to post them all this weekend but definitley during this week I'll finish it to the place I like it.  Thank you for reading.

***

 Everything felt like some distant dream at first.  I was with two majorly hot guys and I was happy.  I can honestly say I was okay with my life and trust me, that's a huge thing for me.  I smiled slightly when Alex wound his way through the field, dodging tackles and still managed to throw a wink in my direction.  I rolled my eyes but still blushed.

             Adam sat at the sidelines, the first time he sat alone but sadly his best bud Nicky was in the game.  They kept a good distance from me since they found out my relationship.  I wanted to confront them and asked if they had a problem with us but whenever I stood before them, they looked up with me with an expression that could only be described as sad.  I lost my courage every time and walked away.

             I heard a loud crash and suddenly everyone stood up.  A boy with a crushed mohawk was compressing a hand to his skull and red goo slipped from the cracks of his fingers.  Glad I bench material, I admitted internally.  I made a face as he cried out and was taken away to the medical clinic.

             "Harris, you're in," the coach, Mr. Carolson, called out to the benches.

             "What?" I asked in astonishment and kept my ass down.  I told myself I must have heard incorrectly.

             "Ethan, get in the game," the coach told me angrily and when I didn't move, he marched over grabbed the scruff of my shirts and growled, "You're on skins, kick some ass, princess."

             "If only I was a princess," I joked and when he saw no signs of amusement and the creases in his forehead increased, I turned and removed my shirt.  I abandoned it on the fence with the other's and got into the huddle.

             The guys stared at me and I looked down at my chest, "Is there something on me or something?"

             "Dude, Ethan, you have a six pack?!" one asked in astonishment.

             "What...?" I felt my face stiffen and I crossed my arms, "Why is everyone so surprised whenever they figure that out?  Why is it so surprising?"

             "You aren't that athletic," someone admitted and I glared at the direction of the voice.

             "You also don't take pain well," another added and I nodded, angrily.

             "Okay, I get it.  Let's just get to the game!" I snapped and they nodded at me.

             The leader it seemed to be Duke from Houston and he took his position too literally.  He ordered, "You take a hook in and make a fake. You and you go block him.  All of you, go and take them down one by one.  And you," he pointed at me, "are the quarterback, make a fake, and sprint down the field and take touchdown."

             "What, why not you?!" I asked.

             "Because now they won't see what's coming!" he told me angrily.

             I had no time for arguing because they all clapped their hands and broke the huddle.  We got in our positions and I saw Nicky glaring at me.  The center, Duke, called out the numbers and hut the ball.  I faked a throw to one of the teammates and began to sprint as fast as I could down the field.

             It took a while before the other team saw the fake and came after me.  I saw Nicky flanking my sides and I told my feet to go faster.  I got the end and slammed the ball in the ground.  Everyone clapped in relief and Mr. Carolson called, "Good job, Harris!"

             I did not see Nicky coming up and slamming me to the ground.  I gasped and everyone looked at Nicky in surprise.  He held me down and leaned forward to whisper, "Faggot."

             "What the...?  Nicky!" I felt my jaw unhinge and watched as Nicky walked away.

             Alex came up and held a hand out, "You okay?"

             "Yeah," I said, quietly.

             "What happened?"

             "Nicky called me..." something broke but when I saw Alex's eyes I felt my heart begin to beat faster and it all seemed okay, "It doesn't matter.  Sucker, I got a touchdown."

             He laughed, "That's my boyfriend!"

***

At lunch I sat down with Alex and Alec.  We all got a soda and an apple, hoping it would be safe to eat.  I took a bite and smiled, "It's safe."

             "Told you the apples were safe," Alec mumbled and smirked, "But you never believe me."

             "No, I don't trust you," I told him.

             Alec was about to object or complain but Alex interrupted him, "Am I trustworthy?"

             "Yeah, I trust you."

             "What the fuck, you guys?" Alec whined and leaned back in his seat, "I'm not that bad of a guy, I don't get it."

             We both laughed and Alex smiled, "Have you listened to yourself?"

             "What does that mean?!" Alec asked, insulted.

             I disconnected myself from the conversation and found myself looking off to Nicky.  He was with a new group of friends and Adam nowhere in sight.  He slowly looked up and frowned, before giving me the finger.

             All of his friends laughed and I sat there, astonished.

             What's going on, Nicky?

***

IF YOU ARE NEW TO THE STORY, DON'T READ THE FINALE YET!!!