H2OVanoss & Bitches

The First [Gaze] (BasicallyIdoCaRtOoNz)

The first time Marcel met eyes with Luke was at a Starbucks in Park City Utah.

There wasn't a real reason he was there but to simply take some time away from the big city of Los Angeles to visit his friend, Simone, who he hadn't seen since junior high.

He was simply sitting there reading a random article that had caught his interest while listening to his music when the door to the small building opened and he looked up nearly choking on his coffee mid-swallow.

He was either a member of a rock band or he was just a big fan, Marcel couldn't tell but damn he was fine as hell. He wore a black and gray henley that had the sleeve's pushed up past his elbows showing off his studded wristbands and Marcel couldn't help but stare up and down at the man.

He stared for a moment without realizing it before the stranger shivered and he turned, looking directly at him. He looked down the moment the man's head turned and his face started to feel warm.

Unsurprisingly they were the only two in the place unless you count the barista's, it's a small town after all. Marcel could still feel the man's eyes on him and it made him hot but bothered at the same time.

The barista handed the man his drink and Marcel stole a quick glance only for their eyes to meet. He felt small a bead of sweat start to form on his brow and then he suddenly noticed how hot he really was and he continued to scroll on his phone no longer even reading the article as he tried his hardest not to look up.

He jumped when the chair across from him skidded over the floor and he looked up to see the man sitting down. He had a knowing grin on his face and Marcel could feel the blush start to spread down his neck and to the tips of his ears.

"Hi," he said simply. Their eyes met again and Marcel gulped before opening his mouth. "H-hi... I'm Ma-Marcel," he sputtered out and the man chuckled. "Luke," he said, holding out his hand and Marcel reached forward with trembling fingers.

The sparks that resulted made his arm felt like Jell-O under the man's firm grip and he wondered what it would feel like on other area's of his body before he realized that they had been holding hands for just a little too long.

He quickly pulled his hand back with a barely audible whimper and the man's grin spread a bit wider. "So, what are my chances of bringing you home, Marcel?" he asked. "W-wh-wait. Uhh... I'm sorry, what?" he asked the man to repeat himself because he was too distracted by the way the man's lips moved when he talked.

"What brings you here?" he asked with a smile. Marcel sighed and chuckled breathlessly. "I um... I'm visiting a friend. Simone, we used to go to school together." Luke's head tilted to the side a little when he said Simone's name. "Wait, you're that Marcel?" Luke asked and Marcel's face went black in confusion.

"I'm assuming you know her," he stated the obvious and Luke nodded. "She live's in the duplex across the street from me. I'd heard her talk about you before." Marcel nodded his mouth in an 'o' shape.

"I have to say, though, you're way cuter than the picture she had to paint for me," he grinned and Marcel felt the heat start to creep back onto his face. "Th-thanks..." he mumbled and Luke smiled again. "No problem Mar," he said with a wink before getting up.

"Two-thirty-three park street, I have a silver Camaro parked out front. Stop by my place later and we can get to know each other a little better." Marcel let out a shaky breath and just decided that he didn't trust his words and nodded furiously.

Luke smiled and waved goodbye. "See you soon, Mar," he winked before walking out and Marcel basically melted in his seat after he was Luke drive off. "Fuck me running..."

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Hello again! I'm so sorry I've been gone for this long but school is taking all of my attention right now. Also, this is the first part in a little mini series I will be putting in this book the updates will not be very frequent I'm afraid as I still have lots to do these next few months that, hopefully, I can pull my grades up enough to escape the pit of summer school. Until next time my HEllions, I bid you all farewell.