Wrapped

Chapter 13

Thirteen ~ Zack

        It has been a few weeks since Pierce and Nick gotten together. It's obvious that Pierce is extremely happy, so I try to act happy for him. In reality though, it pains me to see them together. Every time they are around each other, they embrace or peck each other on the lips, and every time it makes me more and more jealous.

        Every now and then, I end up imagining myself in Pierce's place. It does embarrass me just a little, imagining myself with someone who is three years younger than me, but sometimes the thoughts put a small smile across my face.

        Nick's mom asked me if Nick could come over on Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays after dance practice because she works late. I told her I didn't mind. It does give me more time to hang out with him, but Pierce is always getting in the way.

        It was Tuesday now, and Pierce, Nick, and I were on our way to my apartment. It was a silent ride, and I knew it would be silent at home also. They always go into the bedroom and leave me in the living room, stuck with a bunch of paper work.

        I guess Nick only sees me as his dance instructor now. Maybe that's all he ever saw me as, but I don't just see him just as my student.

        "Hey Zack?" I heard Pierce's voice say behind me.

        "Yeah?" I said looking through the rear-view mirror so I could look at him. When I did, I saw Nick leaning on his chest and Pierce was messing with locks of his hair.

        Jealousy overcame all of my emotions. I tore my eyes away from the mirror and stared down the rode. Telling myself that everything is fine.

        "I was wondering if I could spend the night at Nick's house on Friday," He replied.

        I thought for a moment, honestly, I wanted to say 'no'. I don't really know why, either. But I knew we weren't doing anything on Friday so it wouldn't be fair for me to say no. "Yeah, of course," I said through my gritted teeth.

        "Thanks!" He said happily and began to talk to Nick about all the things they were going to do.

        I tried to tune them out by turning on the radio, but there was no point since we just arrived to the complex.

        I pulled the keys out of the ignition and looked out my window. Nick and Pierce were running towards the door. I slowly stepped out. I didn't want to feel alone. I get bored easily, and I didn't even have work to do.

        I trudged towards the doors and unlocked it, allowing Nick and Pierce to go in first. Not even saying 'thank you', they ran passed me.

        I looked down the hall, and watched them disappear into the bedroom. I sighed and looked at my watch, it was 4:30. I could just make dinner now to entertain myself.

        After entering the kitchen, I searched the cabinets for some sort of food to cook, but all I found was Mac'n'Cheese and stuff to make sandwiches.

        I wonder what Pierce and Nick would want. I went to the bedroom and saw the door was closed. I frowned.

        I still want him to keep the door open, I guess you could say I don't trust him, but he's still young and I don't want him doing that stuff.

        I opened the door quickly, only to find them watching some t.v.. I sighed in relief, glad that I didn't have to walk in on them, again.

        Pierce snapped his head towards me and gave me a look of annoyance. "Yes, Zack?" he said, slightly glaring.

        "I'm gonna start dinner," I began and Nick turned his attention towards me, slightly smiling, "Is mac'n'cheese okay?"

        Nick nodded and Pierce rolled his eyes, "I don't care."

        I looked down and left them alone. I don't understand why Pierce was being so rude to me. Was it because I interrupted them? Even though they were doing nothing? Or is he mad at me for some reason that I don't know of?

        I went back to the kitchen and grabbed all the supplies I needed in order to make the food.

        As I began to pour water into the pot, I began to think about when Nick first entered the studio. How when I first looked at him, I couldn't help but notice how attractive he is. How when I first helped him with his dancing. Or when I helped him stretch.

        That was something I definitely miss. Stretching. I tell myself everyday that it's weird that I miss it, but I want to get close to him and  I want to touch him. Now he just goes with Pierce. The only job I have to do is tell them their mistakes and correct them.

         I pour the noodles into the pot and set the timer for eight minutes. I sat on the couch and looked down the hallway, the door was shut again. I rolled my eyes and sighed, I wasn't even going to bother to scold him.

        I laid back on the couch and waited for the beeps that come when the eight minutes are up. I didn't want to think about Nick anymore. It just... hurts.

        When I heard the quiet beeps, I shoot up from the couch and finished up the delicious mac'n'cheese. Once it was all done, I pulled out three, medium sized bowls, and filled them with the pasta.

        I grabbed my bowls and called for Pierce and Nick to get the food. I went to the couch and placed my bowl on the coffee table. I looked at the bedroom door and waited. They never came. out.

        Annoyed, I stood up and grabbed the bowls of food, one in each hand and went to the door. The probably didn't here me, and I didn't want the food to get cold.

        Using my elbow, I  pushed the door open, "I got your guy's dinner-"

        I looked up and saw Nick laying down, and Pierce, shirtless, quickly moving away from him.

        "Pierce, go wait out in the living room for me," I said placing the bowls on top of the dresser.

        Pierce slowly got up and grabbed his shirt, exiting the bedroom. I looked over at Nick and he was staring at me, biting his lip.

        I sighed, "Why don't you like me?"