Partnered Up

Chapter 4

(Here's a chapter I really liked writing! Enjoy <3)

"Wanna go play Xbox?" He runs up the stairs and I follow.

"Hell yeah I do!" I almost shout.

(Michael's P.O.V.)

"Cool, you sign in and Imma go bathe." I say and head to the bathroom. Gavin is a cool guy, I don't get why people don't like him. He's literally just like me. Miles said he was gay. Is that something you go ask a person? I don't wanna be rude, but I do wanna know. I walk into the bathroom and close the door. Would he act different if he knew I knew? Does he know I'm gay? I pull off my boxers and step into the shower. I turn on the hot water and run my fingers through my hair. Would Gavin treat me different? Michael, calm down. Think about something else. I guarantee Gavin isn't even gay, and had a bunch of girlfriends.

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I walk back into my room with just a towel wrapped around my waste to find Gavin curled up and sound asleep. I tiptoe over to my dresser and grab some pajama pants and sneak back into the bathroom. Aww, Gavvers fell asleep. I change and go back to my room. I grab a few blankets out of the closet and put them over Gav. I unroll a sleeping bag on the floor and grab a pillow. I reach for the light switch. I turn the light off and put my glasses on the side table. 

"Night, buddy." I whisper before closing my eyes. 

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I wake up before Gavin, and decide to make us some breakfast. I slide on my glasses and slowly stand up and stretch. Gav stirs in his sleep and mumbles a few inaudible words. I creep by him, trying not to disturb him and make my way to the kitchen. 

I raid the fridge for eggs, milk, cheese, and bread. I've always been someone who likes to cook for other people. I crack some eggs into a bowl, whisk the crap out of them and add a little bit of milk. I put a pan on the stove top to let it heat up. I go back and whisk the mixture to make sure it's all blended. I plug in the toaster, and pop the bread in. I go back to the stove and pour the egg mixture into the pan and wait for it to start to cook. The toaster dings, and the toast pops out. I open the cabinet and reach for two plates and quickly place the toast onto one of the two. I put two more pieces in the toaster and step over to eggs. I flip it over and sprinkle cheese on the finally cooked side, then fold it in half. I wait a moment before scooping it out into the plate, and setting it on the table. I grab a few more eggs and repeat the process. The toast is ready, again so I place that on my plate. I pour the second omelet in the pan and wait for it to cook. 

I stroll over to the fridge and pull out the orange juice and grab two glasses. I fill them almost fully and put them at their respective places. I rush back over to the eggs and flip it, to almost finish it off. I spread the cheese and fold i over. I scoop it up, and place it into my plate. I grab two napkins, two forks and knifes and the butter dish and set them down on the table. 

Gav still isn't up? I go up stairs and into my room, to find Gavin still sleeping and tangled in blankets. I laugh a little, and grab some clothes for today. I check my watch, '6:15'. Should I wake him up? As if on cue, Gav rolls over, and lands on the floor. I can't help but laugh at Gav on the floor in a confused state rubbing his shoulder. 

"Morning, Gavin." As if he forgot he was in my house, he jumped and looked around. 

"Oh, hey Michael." He says in a sleepy voice. I smile at him and help him up.

"Come on, I made us some breakfast." He yawns and stretches, then follows me downstairs. 

"Wow Michael, this looks good!" He sits down and begins eating. I sit across from him and do the same. 

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(Gavin's P.O.V.)

"Michael, what do I wear? I didn't bring any clothes." He ponders the thought for a second, then goes to his dresser. He pulls out a shirt and a pair of shorts. 

"Wear these." He tosses them at me. The shirt reads, '20% Cooler'. I slip it on, and it has a faint scent of Michael on it. He puts on a shirt with 'MLP' and a pony shape on it. He leaves the room, so I pull the shorts on but they're kinda big on me. He comes back in, the scent of Axe now in the air. 

"Michael, do you have a belt I could borrow?" He nods and reaches into the closet and pulls one out. 

"Here you go buddy." I snake it around my waist and finally get my shorts to stay on. He grabs his bag, and I do the same. 

"Ready?" I nod and follow him out the door. We arrive at the bus stop, right as it pulls up. We get on, and see the guys waiting at the back. We sit with them and start talking about random crap. 

"Psst, Gav." Ray 'whispers'

"Did you get any 'action'?" My face gets really warm and I look down. 

"Raaaaaay." I whine. He laughs and joins the conversation with the others. Talk throughout the whole ride, and don't stop until we part ways and go to our homerooms. 

"See you guys later!" Ray and I yell to the guys. 

"Gav, you NEEEED to tell me what happened! I won't tell Michael what you say, please!" He begs. 

"Okay, fine. But, ONLY because I've been DYING to tell someone." He almost congratulates himself and sits down next to me. 

"Okay, so right now, I'm wearing one of his shirts..." Ray sees the '20% Cooler' shirt and smirks. 

"Then, we went swimming and I could've sworn he was checking me out." I can feel my face heating up. 

"After that, HE suggested I should sleep over, and made an amazing breakfast for us in the morning." Ray's grin practically takes up his entire face.

"I bet he likes you. Really, he asked you to stay over, he told off his football buddy for you, are you BLIND?" We sound like twelve year old girls, but I don't care. Michael freakin' Jones may like me. I might explode from the thought alone. Before either one of us could say another word the announcements began, and everyone quiets down.