The Lemon Pill (boyxboy)

Chapter Sixteen: Eternal Love

CHRIS'

It was getting dark, the sky was approaching the night as the limousine drove us it the streets of Los Angeles, people taking pictures outside. Idiots must've thought we were celebrities. I glanced at Scott who was scrolling through his phone looking so serious. Whenever I see him serious, I just sit there calmly and remember how I got to be friends with this guy.

"What made you stay before?" I asked Scott as we drove our way in the streets of Los Angeles.

"What do you mean?" He asked. Scott always sounds like this, like he doesn't care when he always did so much, too much sometimes. He just doesn't or can't find his way to show it.

"I mean, after seeing how emotionally unstable I was, you had the option to back off. How come you're still here?" I asked. He sat there, turned off his phone and had a moment of thought.

I sat there calmly, observed him as usual and there I noticed some details I failed to recognize before. His clef chin, his blue-green eyes, his almost-red-ginger hair, and his sharp eyebrows, his firm frame and his newly shaved face. Scott was so different from who he was years ago. The way I observe and describe him before was rugged and evil, but now almost in a romantic way.

Could've been in a romantic way, if it weren't for Ashe or the fact that we were best bros.

"Maybe it's because we had one thing in common before," he said. "We were both broken."

He's right, we were. And somehow our friendship and our bond glues those cracks together. Admittedly, there were more than few cracks left in me. As much as I appreciate his help with the healing process, I had no option but to follow my heart no matter how broken it was. Maybe it just wasn't time to heal, or maybe I didn't need healing at all. Because right from the start it was Ashe I needed.

I sat there in silence, realizing how right he was. At some point maybe I was just using Scott as both a reminder and a distraction. He was there to keep my mind off of Ashe, but seeing him reminds me of how I love Ashe every minute of my life until now. I placed my hand above Scott's hand.

"No homo," I said. "Just wanted to show how thankful I am," I added.

"What did you eat and you're so soft and good right now?" He joked. He looked at me and chuckled. "That's right, you wanted to look for Ashe so Mr. Coy is all bunny ears and cat eyes," he said.

I wasn't being kind because I wanted a favor from him, it was just a deep feeling inside. Some feeling I don't understand yet to admit.

"Asshole, not that." I said.

"Okay, so we need to make this act work, okay?" He said.

I replied with a slightly hard punch to his shoulder.

"I won't just be the best dressed tonight, I'll also be the best actor," I joked.

We arrived in the venue, the wedding was in some rain forest themed garden. There were plenty of flowers and vines hanging in the high ceiling, moss on the rocky floor, and drift wood for the aisles. We arrived right in time for the ceremony, everyone was proceeding to their seats as the guests of honors, relatives, and other important people in the couple's life at starting to form a line at the back of the aisle.

"Mr. Harrington and Mr. Coy?" The wedding organizer asked us as we stood in front of the table at the entrance.

"Yes, Harrington and Coy," Scott said as he bent to sign the guest list. A crowd of men arrived behind us, starting to take a glance at Scott from behind. Scott immediately noticed and grabbed me by my waist at the last second before turning back.