(Right is Ray and left is Mikey)
Hey, is this Ray ?
Yeah, hi Mikey.
What's up ?
Nothing really
How are you ?
Pretty good
Do you have Skype?
Yeah, why ?
Gimme your name, we
can Skype.
Okay, it's raytorfro
Fro ?
Yeah
Hahaha fro
|Mikey's PoV|
I turned of my phone and opened my laptop, clicking on the Skype icon.
I looked up his username and clicked on the only result.
I pressed 'call' and turned on the camera. I waited for him to answer. Then I saw Ray's gorgeous face on the screen.
"Hi Mikey,"
"Hey dude, I see your eye's getting better,"
He nods and chuckles quietly while looking down. I see from the back round he's lying on his bed. His covers are thrown all over the place. I try to avert my eyes from his loose shirt showing his collarbones.
"Is that a guitar ?"
I ask, seeing an acoustic guitar sitting in the corner of the room. He nods. I sit up from my slumped position and cross my legs childishly sit the laptop on my knees.
"Play something !"
I squeal excitedly. He shakes his head while quietly snickering.
"Fine,"
He get up and walks over to his guitar. If I said I wasn't looking at his ass that would be a big lie because, damn, he had a nice ass. (Same Mikey)
He sat back down on the bed and looked at me. His plump lips turned up in a shy smile and he looked back to his guitar.
He began to strum a tune I didn't recognise. After a few minutes of the song it ends.
"Did you write that ?"
I ask in shock. He nods before getting up and leaving his guitar back giving me a great view of his ass. I smirk at my own thoughts.
I hear my mum call me for dinner.
"Hey I've got to go but see you tomorrow, okay ?"
I say. He pouts and nods sadly.
"Okay, bye Mikey,"
"Bye,"
I press 'end call' and close the laptop.
I'm going to bed. Goodnight.
