Jayy's P.O.V.
Where r u? I text. I've been waiting for an hour at the trendy bar for my boyfriend to arrive. And I am becoming really worried. He had never seemed like the type of guy to just not show up,,but on all our previous dates I had picked him up. My phone buzzes. I look at it quickly hoping everything was okay.
I fell asleep, I was decided I would just b a little late 2 r date. U wouldn't mind I figured. What? Ugh. Why would he just take a nap and assume being late was okay? We had planned this and I was super excited for our date. I had been touring with Dahvie. Dahvie, my best friend, brother, and the guy who I had spent years loving but never being loved by in return.-No! Jayy you are with Alex now. I texted back.
Oh. Okay. Maybe another time then. I had just gotten back from touring for six months. No big deal. LOL I just wanted to see my boyfriend. No big deal.
Haha no I guess. But hey, Jayy? Can I tell you something?
Sure.
Okay. Well, I don't think this is going to work between us. While u were away I met someone. He is wonderful, and everything u rn't. Most of all I he is there for me. Where u r touring and shit. Jayy. Just leave me alone. It's over. Don't call me again.
What?!
I ran out of the bar and dialed Dahvie's number.
He picked up on the first ring.
"Jayy! Hey dude!" He chirps happily.
"Hey Dahvs." I reply unenthusiastically.
"What's up?" His voice suddenly turns serious.
"Nothing."
"Jayy, hun, don't tell my it's nothing. I know you better than that. I can tell something is wrong. Tell me, I am your best friend. You can tell me anything." Dahvie's voice sounds genuinely concerned.
"N-nothing, I. I-I'm fine." I choke out. Trying to stifle sobs.
"I'm on my way. Because I don't believe you. Just stay right where you are, I'll be there in five minutes and we can go and fuck shit up back at the hotel." He hangs up before I can reply.
I can't believe this. I really liked Alex. But you love Dahvie hisses the voice in my head. But he loves me in a brotherly way. I remind myself. Not the way I love him. I love the stage kisses, the only time he ever kisses me. His soft lips, his hands roaming my body, biting my lip and
I hear a screech of tires. Dahvie must be here. He is a horrible driver. A black BMW spins next to me and a rainbow haired Dahvie jumps out of the car wrapping me in a hug.
"It'll be okay. I promise."
Dahvie's P. O.V.
"Jayy!! I'm hungry! Cook me something. I want cookies!" I whine from the couch. Wait you idiot! Jayy isn't here. He is out with Alex tonight. If he hurts Jayy I will fuck him up. Jayy is too good for him I hate Alex. I don't know why. But I do. But I know the hatred is mutual. I am jealous of Alex. I admit it. I am in love with Jayy. But he isn't into me. He is way to good for me anyways,. I am nothing. He deserves better.
My phone rings loudly I jump and realize it is Jayy's ringtone I answer.
"Jayy! Hey dude!" I love phone calls from Jayy.
"Hey Dahvs." He sounds upset. Like on the verge of tears,
"Nothing."
"Jayy, hun, don't tell my it's nothing. I know you better than that. I can tell something is wrong. Tell me, I am your best friend. You can tell me anything." If that fucker hurt Jayy I will gladly kill him.
"N-nothing, I. I-I'm fine." He chokes.
"I'm on my way. Because I don't believe you. Just stay right where you are, I'll be there in five minutes and we can go and fuck shit up back at the hotel." I run to the car. And pull out of the driveway tires screeching and rubber burning.
~time lapse 5 mins or so.)
My heart flips when I see him. His beautiful body in the moonlight. I can't help but imagine my fingers running down his body. I feel my pants tighten. Shit act normal. Incognito. Jackal mode.
I pull up next to him in the rental car, open the door and come up and give him a hug. Leaning forward sure to keep my manhood away.
God this is going to be a long night
