The Hills (boyxboy)

Chapter 12

"He did not."

"He did."

"He tried to make your parents believe that we had sex after only four days of..." Colton lets out his snort-giggle and laughs loudly. Then he lifts his head off my lap and grabs me by my shoulders. "We gotta get revenge." he says with an innocent grin. I raise an eyebrow in question. He jumps off my bed and starts pacing around my room.

"We should make a fake tindr profile with sneakily taken, unattractive pictures of him - I have loads of those - and put something about his bi-curiosity in his bio. Then we show it to your parents telling them we're worried about his safety because it's, well, tindr. Or no we should do it with grindr!"

I chuckle and shake my head. "You get started on that and I'll go take that shower I've wanted since I got back." I tell him while leaving my room. But his hands clasp onto my arm before I even reach the door. "No no no!" he exclaims. "I like the smell of your sweat. It's so masculine. I will never let you shower after track." he says and wiggles his eyebrows. I push him away and shake my head, a wide smile on my face. I can even feel my teeth showing.

"For a cute guy you can spout so much garbage sometimes." I tell him. My smile drops and I turn my head away immediately, a heavy blush covering my cheeks. Did I, Laurence Hill, really just say something like that? Did I just flirt?

Colton his arms snake around my waist. "Well if spouting garbage gets a reaction like this every time I will never stop doing it." he mumbles into my neck. My blush grows even darker. "I really need to go take a shower." I mutter, but even I don't believe I really want to anymore. "Can your boyfriend join you?" Colton asks. I can feel his breathe fan my collarbones. My shirt suddenly feels too warm despite the weather being rather cold today. "You just said it's only been four days yourself." I tell him as my hands grab a hold of his. They were going a bit too far south. "Showering together doesn't necessarily include sex." he whispers.

My face is on fire and my entire body tingles. Colton his lips are softly massaging my jaw. How did we go from joking to this? I turn my face so our lips meet in a kiss. It suddenly becomes very obvious to me that I am one inch taller than him. And I like it.

We slowly make our way back to my bed. I guess the shower plan's out the window. But I've got to say. Kissing him feels amazing. I sit down on my bed and Colton follows, straddling me. Images of the time I saw him do this with my brother flash through my mind. But I push them aside. We lie down, side by side. One of my hands ends up in his hair, the other one on his hip. Both of Colton's hands are running up and down my back. Our chests are touching.

Eventually we slow down and stop our... Activity. The taste of his tongue lingers in my mouth while I look at him with heavy eyelids. There's no doubt in my mind that my face is completely flushed. But Colton doesn't seem to be doing much different which takes away the awkwardness. We share a smile. A fragment of an old song pierces through my mind. 'For a smile they can share the night it goes on and on and on...' I wonder if he knows the song. He probably does.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Colton's voice suddenly pricks the foggy bubble my mind got stuck in. I focus on his warm, brown eyes and how hard they seem to shine right now. "I was thinking of how we were sharing a smile and then this old song got stuck in my head." I say honestly and pull him closer to cuddle. "Sharing a smile? Hmmmm..." he responds. "Don't Stop Believing by Journey?"

I shrug. Music is really not my main area of expertise. Then he starts singing. And it is the song I had in my head. I play with a tuft of his black hair at the nape of his neck while listening to his soothing voice.

A door flies open, startling me. My surroundings are blurry so I assume my glasses slipped off. I feel so groggy. Did I fall asleep asleep or something? "Nooo why'd you have to wake him up! He's like a cute little puppy when asleep." Colton whines. That answers my question.

"I don't give a crap." Terrence announces. "Dinner's ready and mom said she's not feeding me unless I get you two downstairs." That does sound like something mom would say. "Let's go then." Colton says. I can feel him putting my glasses on my face carefully from behind. Hah, from behind.