Come Hither

Prologue: They Have Rooms

Short A.N.

This story contains boyxboy. If this is not one of your tastes, please don't be rude. Simply move along. However, if you do not care whether this is boyxboy or girl/xgirl(later, perhaps), then please stay tuned! :)

Thank you!
xoxo, Carl.

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Andy

How would it feel like to be a star? I wondered. To be up in the sky, where no one could touch you. Not a single hair on your head. Not a patch of skin--

"Andy, we're here!"

I blink and it's as if someone just pricked the bubble I was sitting in. The noise of cars passing by become less muted.

"Sorry.. I was distracted." My fingers brush my bangs to the left. When did they get that long?

Tucker suddenly opens the car door and I couldn't help but flinch. I breathe for a moment before getting out, stealing a glance at him.

He looked apologetic. He shouldn't be.

It took twenty-three steps to get into Lily's. It was a small establishment in the middle of nowhere. The clientele was mostly made up of truckers. They seemed to know each other.

Great, the last thing we need is attention. Maybe they'll ignore us.

Ten steps and we found ourselves sitting across each other in a table at the far right corner. Most of the truckers were across from us, crowding the two pool sets.

A woman with a generous rack and the shortest skirt in the world approaches. I try my hardest to stare her square in the eye.

Not judging. Not judging. Not..

Tucker doesn't even try to be subtle.

"Hi, I'm Kim. What can I getcha boys?" She says with so much enthusiasm it could hurt. Her eyes flit from the petite brunette to the semi-built blonde and it lingers there. Her lips twirk upright.

Tucker was too fond of breasts.

I cough, getting the woman's attention.

"I'll get the spinach omelette." I smile, but it doesn't reach my eyes, and I kick Tucker's shin under the table and he glares at me.

"I'll have a plate of chicken wings and a cup of coffee." He bites back before proceeding to gawk at the lady's boobs.

She turns her attention back to me, probably to ask what I'll drink.

"Just water." Tucker and I say in chorus and we both ended up looking at each other. The lady smiles and wears a knowing look.

"Okay dears, might I say you two are an adorable couple!" She giggles a bit more before finally leaving us.

I lower my head and groan. Tucker curses and bangs his head silently on the table.

"This is the fifth time people hint we're a couple." I say rather dryly.

He looks up and glares at me. "I know." He then goes back to banging his head on the table. I roll my eyes and take a cursory glance around the room.

My cousin isn't really much of a talker when he's wallowing in misery.

I locked eyes with one of the men leaning on the pool set. He looked twenty-something. I was about to give a small smile and avert my eyes when he narrowed his eyes and smirked. My breath hitched and I turned to my cousin.

A bell dings and the same waitress approaches us, carrying a tray with what I assumed were our orders. She gingerly places our food on the table and winks at both of us.

"We're cousins. I'm very very straight." Tucker just had to say something.

"I'm sure you are, honey." She says before walking away with the tray tucked under her arm.

I couldn't help but notice how she sounded a little disappointed.

"She totally thinks you're a closeted douche now." I chuckle.

He flips me the bird before digging in to his food and I easily cut the omelette with a knife and stab the slice with a fork.

"You know, they have rooms here." I started.

Tucker chews, swallows, looks up, the sighs.

"Nuh-uh, we need to get to aunt Melody as fast as we can." Somehow he ended up making rings with his fork.

"Aren't you tired of running away?"

He doesn't answer, and I don't push anymore.

We quickly finished our meal and I assumed we were going back o the road, but Tucker turns right towards the rooms instead of left towards the parking lot.
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Tucker

"Don't ever say I didn't do anything for you." I say.

I could hear both of our sneakers making sounds on the concrete.

I open the door to the small office-loke room behind the diner.

"We'd like to have a room."

The guy turns around and instantly ignores me to look at Andy. I wasn't surprised. Andy's naïve appearance is known to lure people. Mostly trouble

I cough and say sharply. "Room for two please."

The pervert turns to me and frowns. "Sorry, we only have singles left." And he didn't sound sorry at all.

"That's fine. We only need one bed." I sneered, making Andy smack my arm.

His voice wasn't deep. He sounded like a highschool girl. "My cousin and I'll take the single." He smiles at the check-in guy before glaring at me.

"You can sleep on the couch."

Bitchy Andy. Hot.

You know, if he wasn't like a brother to me or anything.

God, I need to get some ass.

The guy leads us to room 03. "It's not a pretty place, but it gets the job done." He turns to me and smirks. "The couch is really comfy."

My hands turn into fists, but Andy ushers me into the room before shutting the door with a quick, "Thanks! Later!"

"That guy was an asshole." I began.

"That makes two."

"He started it!" I throw my hands up.

"Tucker, are you five?"

"The nagging doesn't suit you, mom."

We pause and started laughing. Growing up, we learned to keep up with each other.

I look around the shitty room. Bed, couch, coffee table, nice carpet, television, and a bathroom. Okay, maybe it wasn't so shitty.

Andy flops onto the bed and moans. "Thank God."

"You're welcome." I reply.

He throws a pillow at me and I catch it with my face. He laughs.

"You bitch."

"You love me anyway."

Correct.
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Jack

They didn't know they were followed. They didn't notice the rental car tailing them since they started moving six hours ago.

Now was not the time for them to find out.

He was seething when he found one of the men near the pool set was eyeing his property.

That wouldn't do.

So Jack did what Jack did best.

He patiently waited.

The last thing he needed was to create a scene.

The moment his Andy leaves this place, so will that pervert.