I'm Not Like Him [boyxboy]

Chapter 8

Turns out he can.

Well, not forever obviously but he's been ignoring me for five days now. I've tried talking to him, I even said hello to him in Eddie's before I went on stage but he ignored me.

Idiot.

However, I have found a second guitarist and he plays really well. His name's Isaac and he's British. So, there's myself, Kellin the guitarist, Elliot the drummer and Isaac the bassist.

I purposely made sure that we don't know each other so we can form new friendships and there aren't any advantages. I want us all to be in the same boat. Thankfully, I've finished work and Taylor's on her course so I have the apartment to myself. I really need to speak to River, though. I need to explain myself but I don't see how that's going to help. I mean, he all but offered himself up on a plate to me and I said no. That's got to hurt a guy's feelings.

Maybe I should apologise. Maybe that's what he's wanting to hear.

I have a brainwave and stand up hurriedly, smiling as I realise that River's going to have to speak to me if I say sorry. I stop outside my neighbour's house and knock. I wait for a minute before knocking again. There isn't an answer. I furrow my eyebrows and try to think where he's gone.

He's probably gone for a smoke.

I go outside and look around. Thankfully, I see him with his back to me, smoke spiralling away from him. It's cold and dark and I should've brought a jacket with me. I approach him and breathe out.

“River.” I begin. He turns away and continues to smoke. “Come on, you can't avoid me forever!”

“I can try.” He speaks icily. Why is he doing this?

“River.” My voice is sterner as I place a hand on his arm. “Can you please talk to me?” I sound almost pleading. He exhales deeply and turns around. His cheeks are rosy from the cold and his whole face is paler, making his eyes brighter. “I'm sorry for what I've done, whatever it is...” I trail off. I notice him get angry as he snatches his arm away.

“You just don't get it, do you?” He sounds very close to yelling. “You made me think that you were interested by kissing me but then you reject me. Do you know how fucking humiliated I was back there? I'm sorry, but yes, I do think you're attractive but that doesn't mean you can screw me over and fuck with my head.”

The look in his eyes makes me think that he's been waiting to say that for nearly a week.

I think for a minute, “who said I wasn't interested?” Fuck it, I may as well go with my gut reaction.

“Wh-what?” He looks at me incredulously. I blink twice before repeating what I'd just said.

“I never said anything of the sort. I just didn't want to do anything at that particular moment. Maybe I do want you.” I challenge, folding my arms.

“But you're straight, Alex.” He points out. I shrug and step a little closer to him.

“I'm curious.” I speak, moving my hand so it slips under his shirt. His skin is soft and toned and as I look up, I realise that he's biting his lip.

“You're killing me.” River whispers in a seductive tone. I move my hand and he emits a displeased sigh. I don't say anything after that and instead, I walk up to our apartments. I know he's following me and as I stand outside his door, he breezes past me and unlocks it. I go in first, feeling extremely nervous but I don't show it. River surprisingly pushes me onto the couch where I fall onto my back and starts kissing me.

He's taking control and I don't like it. I flip us over so he's underneath me and I deepen the kiss. I need to hear him moan first.

The kiss is heated and rough, like it's the last thing we're ever going to do. I bite his lower lip and tug on his hair, eliciting a moan from his mouth. I smile triumphantly as we pull away from each other. We stand up and he drags me by the hand to his bedroom where he pulls me down onto the bed and kisses me again. River slips his hands under my shirt and begins to kiss my neck. I feel him press his lips to the soft spot under my right ear and I moan a little. I can feel myself getting hard and I know he is too. He smiles against my skin and looks at me with those blue eyes of his.