The Deal [boyxboy]

Chapter Five [5]

(Liam's POV)

Loving someone who doesn't love you back is painful. The experience with Blake has taught me that no matter how long two people know each other, it is not enough to conclude that the relationship will last forever.

I did the best I could to maintain the fragile thing that binds our relationship.

I've sent letters of reassurance that I have plucked from the bottom of my heart, delivered voice mails that whispered sweet things to him, and gave my all just to keep our relationship together.

It wasn't enough.

He broke up with me, treated me like a stranger the minute he dumped me like his own dirty laundry. It was only then I realized that he didn't really love me. If he did, he would've done something to salvage the wreck of a relationship that we've had.

It was that time when I decided that it was enough. No more heartbreaks, no more cries, and no more pain.

Which is why I curse myself today for breaking my own rules.

My head is filled with thoughts of that asshole Ash over the weekend. He resembles a tick, that unknowingly attached himself to you, and you couldn't get rid of him until you noticed. He unknowingly invited himself on my personal space, and proceeded to make himself at home, the nerve.

George and Justin noticed my open-ended stare into nothingness during our COD match in my house, and it ticked (heh) them off to no end. Whatever, I'm not in the mood for COD anyway.

"Here." I handed the controller to Justin, who happily obliged with the player switch. He has an ongoing competition with George, with the winner having the highest number of kills.

Bad luck, George is a god in COD.

I plucked my phone from my side pockets, and browsed through Facebook, as the twins continued exchanging profanities and taunts at each other.

I don't post much on Facebook, unless you count the shares that I do with hilarious memes and videos on the internet. And cat videos. Who doesn't love them?

A friend request popped out of nowhere, putting me off guard. I wish I didn't have to see it.

I'm going to give you two guesses, but you're only going to need one.

Ash.

That douche. How did he know my account?

A part of me doesn't want to accept him, but the other insists that I do for some unknown reason.

"Who's that." oh f-

"That's the new guy right? Ash?" George asked curiously as he saw my phone. By the tone of his voice, and with the way that Justin's head is slumped down, I already know who won the game. I nodded.

"What are you waiting for, go accept him. " he persuades.

"How about no? He's feeling close to me just because we've had classes together. And that would be weird and disgusting at the same time." I rejected his notion.

"He's pretty confident, if 'ya ask me. Out of all the ones to send a request, he chose you. Did you do something to make him your friend?" even Justin now is peering over our conversation.

"He's not my friend. He's a tick that wouldn't fucking come off." I shrugged them off. It would be dangerous to show any interest over him, as the twins might suspect something, and connect the two dots together. They might discover my... secret.

As a closeted person, this is one my greatest fears. Being out of the closet is just like waiting for yourself to get beaten up or something. Granted, I am the captain of the football team and can definitely handle a few punches on my own, but the underlying fear is still there. I don't know exactly how people would react.

Would they be disgusted? I bet those girls will gossip nonstop and tell me how disgusting and repulsive I am for loving another man. My team mates would just do the same, or worse, throw some punches here and there, and coach will remove me as the captain.

I would become the laughingstock of the entire school.

Why is being gay considered wrong? It's not like I'm doing something that would harm others. Why can't people just live the way that they want and just let us be? Why isn't there a negative stigma for those straight couples when they're together? Why are we being discriminated upon? Why are they concerned as to who ends up with whom?

And my mother... I can already see the vision in her head with me as a graduate with a girl by my side crumble in an instant. Her disapproval and manic gaze would haunt me forever.

"Ah, fuck it. Let's play some FIFA. I'm going to destroy you both." I changed the subject and pocketed the phone. I need something to distract me. Something. Anything.

"You're on." the twins said in unison.

"As captain of the team, my reputation is on the line. I won't lose to you both numbnuts." I declared. They both grinned like lunatics.

"We'll see, captain."
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"Practice tomorrow, don't forget. " came from Coach's text message. The football team practices everyday for the upcoming collegiate match, and we're pretty confident that we have this on the bag. Me, being the quarterback of the team, and with the twins and my team mates on my side, we can win this.

Hopefully.

After our tiring FIFA match that I have barely won (thankfully George is distracted by something on his phone at the middle of the game, and Justin replaced him), they both went home as it is already evening. Mom wouldn't be home until 11PM, which means that I have the entire house to myself.

Becoming hungry all of a sudden, I phoned the pizza house and ordered a pizza. I can't cook to save my life, so I tend to avoid the kitchen as much as I can.

Mom got another job, but it still wasn't enough to cover our daily expenses. And I still have to work at Mr. Saunders house to be his son's assistant or something.

"Your work starts at Monday. Just be here before 5." I remembered Mr. Saunders word as I happily devoured a pizza. I would go back again to that big mansion again and become acquainted with their butler, John. And maybe taste some of their luxury foods. I sound like a gluttonous pig. I need to workout again sometime, I feel fat already.

I tried to remember the name of his son as I enjoyed my 'me' time.

Was it Arvin? No.

Aston? Not that one either.

Ash. There you go.

Wait.

Saunders. George Saunders.
Saunders. Ash Saunders.

Assface Ash?

Fu-