In Love With My Gay Friend (EDITING)

Chapter twenty three

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Chapter Twenty Two

Joey Lerman

        I was surprised how my door ended up last night. It was weird how Ellis and I tend to pee with a curtain to temporarily hold us off. It was hilarious but at the same time frustrating.

        Andee broke our door last night and here I am completely lying on my bed at six in the morning, too lazy to drag my fat ass across the room and towards the 'broken' bathroom.

        Andee seemed to effortlessly opened my door, not wondering where he actually got his strength anymore because I thoroughly knew now. He's a freaking guy. With muscles. How. Cool. Was. That?!

        Unfortunately, I was still consequently ignoring Andee at school. Guys... please don't ask me why. I just cant simply tell you my reason. Just wait for my 'plan'. Remember? Three days ago? I asked Ellis a small favor.

        And she totally flipped out at first.

        The plan was seriously an insane suggestion. I absolutely knew Ellis's reaction. Oh, boy, it was priceless. It was doomed to be that way anyway. She soon agreed and helped me with it. I got a call from my mom and dad and thy even fought over to whom was I going to borrow.

        Yeah. You may not get what I was saying now, but sooner and later you will.

        I am serious. This was going to be the bomb of the night.

        I finally managed to got on my feet. Though, I was feeling the little lightheadedness, it was not something I couldn't handle. I then took some small steps, scratching my left eye and the other remained shut as I head towards the bathroom.

        Of course, I do knew where I was heading. This was my house for fuck's sake.

        I reached out my hand toward the 'curtain' but my nails scratch a rigid particle than a 'curtain-ish' like particle. My hands suddenly tapped everywhere. I hope it wasn't what I was thinking.

        And when I touched a cold, metal thing, my eyes abruptly snapped open.

        I blinked. Once. Twice. Thrice and fast. And, voilà, what unfolded forward was indeed a door.

        Who might've done th—

        Oh.

        Right.

        Who else might'd be?

        Of course, it was him.

        Of course it was Andee.

        I chuckled and shook my head. I suddenly heard a soft snore from my living room couch. Oh, what a baby.

        I suddenly had the urge to walk towards him in a daze. It was like the world was on a slow-motion mode. It was a good kind of thing. Without knowing, I sat cross-legged on the cold floor and watched as Andre's chest heaved in a very normal motion. It was rising and falling in a very serene way.

 

        His red lips was slightly parted causing the cutest snore out of his mouth. His breath was normal and he was so calm like you'd kill just for his peace. He was clearly tired. And just then, I realized.

        He went here earlier or maybe late last night, I'm not sure. Then, he fixed my door. And he somehow ended up sleeping here in the couch (not that I mind) and forgot to wake up.