Romeo And Julian (Part One)

Chapter Six

I couldn't find Julian at all today, and I needed to make sure he was ok. Luckily for me, I have all his contact information, and that included his address.

"Are you there, buddy?" I called. "If I'm at the wrong house, I'm gonna feel really stupid."

The door opened, Julian leaning on the wall next to it. "That's because you are really stupid."

Wow, he can be so hurtful... "But at least I made it to the right house!" I said, before noticing that he was standing on his injured ankle. "Why are you up?"

He looked down at his leg, then back up to me. "What? I had to get the door, didn~ EAAHHH!?!"

I picked him up and walked inside, seeing his set up on the couch, the pillows stacked up for his ankle. I gently set him down and smirked as I saw his surprised and blushing face.

"Alright, now that you're back in place, what do you wanna do?" I asked, him reforming his composure.

"Well I was playing a game." Julian said as he picked up a controller off the coffee table. "I have no idea what you'll do with your time."

"What, do you not have anything two player?" I asked the smaller guy.

He didn't bother looking my direction as he answered. "I do have two player games, but I'm already playing something. You can't exactly complain, seeing as you weren't invited over."

He's so cold... "Well fine, I didn't want to play a game anyways." I mumbled as I took a seat nearby in a chair. "What are you playing anyways? I've never seen this game."

"InFamous 2: M-Rated Remaster." He quickly said. "You wouldn't know it, only 200 copies were made."

"Wow... How'd you get it?" I asked.

He continued playing without looking at me, but seemed to actually be paying attention to what I was saying still. "I was emailing one of the developers while it was still just an idea and stayed on the entire time it was being produced. I had ideas and said some of the things that should be done to improve on the original, and they gave me a copy in return with a signed case." He replied. "This isn't even the actual game, this is a digital copy. I didn't want to actually open the game because of the sentimental value of it."

"Hmm... Well then, that's fair I guess." I said to him.

He paused the game and looked at me, his chocolate colored eyes holding an expression I couldn't read. "So... What do you wanna do?" He said, looking me right in my amber hues.

"I don't know." Is said, not breaking eye contact. "What do you wanna do? I mean, it is your house."

He blushed and looked away. "Y-yeah. We've got the house to ourselves." Julian mumbled.

"Are you ok? Did you get a fever or something?" I asked, moving close to him and placing my hand against his forehead.

His entire body tended up when I moved close, and he was warm, but nowhere near fever levels of hot. I wonder what's going on with him?

He looked at me with those bright eyes and I just froze. I felt my chest tighten up as his cheeks were tinted red. What am I doing? Why am I looking at him like that? Actually, why wouldn't I be? I mean, he is pretty attractive. Wait wha~

"Lets do something, yeah?" Julian finally said.

He looked away from me and leaned up into a sitting position, saving his game and turning it off.

"What were you thinking?" I asked, rubbing the back of my neck. I feel so weird right now.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" He asked me.

Hmm... "What about a movie?" I asked.

Julian tried getting to his feet, but I pushed him back down and glared at him.

"No, I'll get the movie, you can stay down." I snapped. "You can't go hurting yourself more."

"What do you care? We're in my house, I should be able to get a movie without it being a big issue." He said, rolling his eyes.

I looked right at Julian, the seriousness in my tone evident. "I care, because you're my friend now, and I take care of my friends."

The smaller boy was shivering, but he didn't seen scared. "O-ok..." He whispered. "The movies are in the closet over there..."

"Thank you." I told him.

Walking over to the closet, I heard him mumble something to himself, but I wasn't sure what. Inside, I found the treasure trove of movies, as everything behind this door was covered in cases.

"Is everything here organized by genre?" I asked.

Julian yawned before answering. "Yeah, and by series. Oh, and a few of them by director." He said.

"Damn." I commented, looking through the films. "You've got a lot of romance movies."

"I like romance movies, so yeah." He said, a slight edge to his tone.

Turning around, I gave him a glance. "I wasn't saying that as a bad thing, just an observation. I myself prefer action movies, or something of that sort."

He snickered. "Of course you do."

"What's so funny about that?" I asked.

"Nothing, nothing. It just seems kinda stereotypical is all." He giggled.

I glared at him for a moment before laughing slightly at myself. "I guess it is a little stereotypical. The big tough jock, watching his action movies."

"It's funny to thing about, because you're not that kinda guy." Julian said, smiling slightly.

I raised an eyebrow. "What kind of guy are you talking about?"

"You know, the sports jock. That bully that gets away with everything because he gets money for the school with how good he is at sports, or his family donates lots of money, or something like that. Picks on the weak, different, or... You know... Gay."

"Why would I ever do that?" I asked, and he shrugged his shoulders in response. "Julian, I might get over-confident or a little competitive, but I'll never just go around being mean to people for being themselves."

He looked at me for a few moments before speaking, his voice coming as a whisper. "Do you promise..?"

I walked over, sitting down on the couch and leaning over to him. "I promise you, I'll never be that kind of guy."