Chapter 1

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[Aleks’ POV]

  Setting the last moving box on the carpet in the living room, I breathed out a sigh of relief. Finally! All the boxes are inside and all there's left to do is unpack. Yay. I look around the living room and see James has set up the living room with his things already. That couch looks comfy. Making sure James isn’t in the room (for the simple reason that he never lets me enjoy things) I cautiously make my way over to it. It’s a leather couch, and it looks new. I lay down on it and enjoy the feeling of relief that washes over my body.

  A new house. No longer living with his best friend Eddie. I’m still kind of butt hurt that I had to move in with James, but James just couldn’t live by himself. Of course, Eddie just let me leave. He said it would be good for my friendship with James’ if we lived together. Why did I have to be the nice guy? I could have just stayed with Eddie.

 Living with James will be different. Could it be a good different? Or perhaps bad?  I did not look forward to what was to come in my time living here with James. It's such a nice house, and it’s so big. Why was this house so big? All I wanted to do was to go back to Eddie's. I wanted to go back to our tiny, cute, homey apartment where I felt warm and safe. I feel like I have to watch my back every second. 

 I looked at the time on my phone. 3:57pm. I wondered if after I finished unpacking, would James noticed if I slipped out to see Eddie?

 I needed to tell Eddie. Now. 

 I guess, in a way, I used moving in with James as an excuse. If he rejects me, then at least I can hide out here forever and never face him again. But I had to tell him today. I’ve been holding it in for too long. 

 "Get off of my couch and unpack you fucker. I want to go to sleep and wake up with none of your shit out here." James said as he walked in from his room.  He got a few days head start on moving in, being as he was already packed up after we were practically thrown out of the old creature house. I was only recently informed that we were living together. By recently, I mean two days ago. And sly never had any objections…

  I sighed and rose to my feet, my back instantly missing the comfort of the leather couch. "When are we go over to the office tomorrow?" I asked. James dropped down onto the place I was just laying and cracked his knuckles.

 "9:00 am" He said looking over towards me. I was trying to pick up a box to bring upstairs. Little did I know, I apparently put rocks in it. James must have brought this one in. Geez, he must be strong.

 "Need help?" James asked me, smiling in an arrogant matter.

 "Please.” I begged, feeling pathetic. James walked over to me and grabbed the box from my hands. His hand touched mine. When it didn’t let go, I looked at him. He was simply smiling at me. I felt the warmth of James' touch seep into me hand. I quickly pulled away and felt heat rise up my face. James and I carried the box upstairs together and set it in my room. So far, all my room had in it was my bed and a table. All brought in courtesy of Jordan. 

 9am? That's too damn early. What if Eddie and I are up all night? That’s what I’m planning on.  I think to myself.

 "What the hell was in that box?" He asked huffing, a little harder than I was due to the fact that he did most of the work.

 "Most of my games." I reply, realizing I pulled a Dan. Damn, I should have put them into more boxes. 

 "Most?!" James looked baffled. "How the hell do you have that many games? I thought you bought most of them off Steam. Do you even play any of them?" He asked me, outraged. For what reason, I have no idea. James seems to be angry about everything these days. Because that’s what the fans like.

 "Well I've beaten most of them. But I like to keep a collection and put them on my shelves. Sometimes I try to make them a Let’s Play with some of my older games." James rolled his eyes and walked out of my room. I followed him back down to the main room. 

James continued to help me unpack, which I will admit was nice of him. Once we had a majority of my things moved, we began to set up the main rooms. After a few hours, James and I were mostly done. 

"Well that'll have to do for now." James said sitting down on the couch. "We'll have to set up the cables to the TV tomorrow. I'm too tired to do anything else at the moment. I'm gonna head up and set my bed and get some sleep. You should too. Big day tomorrow, according to Jordan. Night." I looked over to James as he headed up the stairs. 

 Perfect. I thought to myself. He will be out in no time at all. 

After about an hour of setting up my room, I snuck over to James’ room and peeked in to see him drooling and snoring in his bed. 

 "Damn dude." I said quietly to myself. 

 I walked to the kitchen and grabbed my keys before walking out the back door. It was 10:34 pm. Hopefully Eddie was still up. I was so nervous that the entire ride there I had to constantly convince myself not to turn back.

 After arriving at Eddie's apartment, I felt a pang of sadness. It so beautiful here at night. Shutting off my engine, I sat in my car for a moment admiring the collection of apartments. They seemed like they would be small from the outside, but on the inside it's the perfect size for two people. Its cozy. Unlike the house that I live in now, which is much too roomy for only two people.

 White lines the outside, complimenting the blue tiled roofs. Dark blue window shutters and a private little patio in the front of each complex. Enough room for a person to sit out and eat breakfast, and private enough for said person not to feel awkward. What I loved most about the apartment was how Eddie had decorated it. He used space well, and put personal touches on all of his furniture.

 I walked up the front steps to Eddie’s door and rang the doorbell. I was surprised to see Eddie open the door. Well, he never was one to go to bed early. My heart raced suddenly and I started to get even more nervous.

 "Aleks!" Eddie said smiling widely at me, seeming genuinely glad to see me. Even if it was late. “What are you doing here?"

 “Uhh… Can I come in?” I ask awkwardly. He opened the door more to allow me to step inside. 

"What are you doing here?" He asked, pulling me in for a casual hug.

 "I missed you." I said quietly, flushing. Eddie turned concerned. 

 "What do you mean? It's been, like, 10 hours, dude!" He said putting his hand on my shoulder. I loved the sudden touch from Eddie. 

 "I just wanted to see my best friend. Is that bad?" I asked, walking to the living room.

 "No! I love your company! But you seem off. Are you alright?" He asked, sitting next to me on the sofa. I sighed and started rubbing my hands together, something I do when I get nervous. "Aleks?" Eddie started to get more concerned. 

 This is it. I thought to myself. Get it over with. This may change everything, but it will be alright. It will. Maybe everything will go right and I can finally get this pain off my chest. Suddenly, before I could even react, I felt the lips of another touch mine and warmth surround my face as two hands cupped both sides of his face.

Wait, is he kissing me?

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