Complicated Love Triangle(BoyxBoy)

Chapter 3- Avoiding

Jeffrey's POV

Ever since the infirmary incident a couple days ago with Ethan and I all I've done is ignore him. I've done everything humanly possible to stay away from him but I'm finding it difficult since I have PE and Geometry with him. I'm avoiding him like my life depends on it. Unfortunately Ethan is also my best friends older brother making it almost impossible to avoid him all together. Today I was planning on hanging out with Tyler after school. I have always loved his house compared to mine because his was always more spacious than mine ever could be.

After school I met up with Tyler because I needed a ride to his place. I walked outside and saw Tyler leaning against his Chevrolet truck waiting for me.

"Hey Tyler!" I said excitedly while running up to him. He gave me a sympathetic and apologetic look, "I'm really sorry about this..." He said softly before opening the back door of his truck and pointing to the back seat. I look in the truck and found Ethan sitting in the back looking at something that was on his phone. I quickly slammed the door shut and looked at Tyler, "what the hell man you knew I was avoiding him!" I screamed angrily. "I'm sorry Jeffrey he needed a ride and so I had to say yes.." he said nervously while scratching the back of his neck hoping that his words would relieve some of the tension in the air at the moment. "Still you should've gave me a warning before hand.." I state while crossing my arms. "Don't worry I told him not to bother you or make you uncomfortable or else he's gonna get it..." He said patting me on the shoulder. I sighed deeply before opening the truck door again and sliding into the back seat, buckling in before look straight out of my window. As the car moved I had gotten lost in my mind as I watched all the people, buildings, houses, and trees past by my window. I felt eyes being burned into the back of my head but I did my best to ignore it knowing it was Ethan the whole time so instead I paid attention to the outside world as it past by me in a blink of an eye.

We had gotten to Tyler's place shortly after, I unbuckled my seatbelt quickly before exiting the truck that had been parked along the curb just seconds ago. I met up with Tyler by the door who was in the process of unlocking it, leaving Ethan all by his lonesome. Once we walked inside I kicked off my shoes as well as Tyler. Tyler and I have been friends since elementary school, I've been to his house countless of times making it seem like I live here. I always make myself at home every time I come over. I picked up my shoes and placed them next to the door for when I am ready to leave and followed Tyler to his bedroom.

~Time Skip~

It has been a couple of hours since arriving to Tyler's house and now I am starting to get hungry. Tyler and I have been playing video games non stop. I walked downstairs after telling Tyler I'd find something to eat after promising to get him something. I looked to the fridge only to be met with nothing good, making me frown deeply. I closed the door and looked through the cabinets, trying to find some source of food in the house, only to be met with nothing once again. My frown had turned into me grimacing. I glanced over at one cabinet that I was all to familiar with, Ethan's cabinet. He always had his own cabinet in the kitchen ever since I can remember, he always packed it with goodies and junk food. Always making sure to keep it stocked up so he would never run out. We were never allowed to get into it though knowing that Ethan would probably chop off our heads if we did so we left it alone. I was debating whether to sneakily get something from it quickly without hopefully getting caught.

I decided to say fuck it and opened the cabinet door quietly and pulled out some Oreos my favorite. I open the container and started eating a few. I heard foot steps behind me and a strong grip slide through my arms inbetween my elbows and my body. I could feel a mysterious hard figure behind me, resting on my back. It leaned in. "Well, look what we have here." The mysterious voice whispered in my ear. Shivers went down my spine. I knew it was Ethan, I could tell by his voice.

I turned to face Ethan, his arm still wrapped around me. Ethan grabbed the Oreo out of my hand and took another bite of it. He licked his lips and made a moan. "That was almost as good as our bet." He mumbled. "Of course, you're better." I could feel him smirk against my neck.

I forced myself out of Ethans grip and pushed him against the counter. I placed both hands on the sides of him. "I never knew you liked it rough, but isn't this a little fast?" Ethan smirked. I mentally faced palmed myself, what was I doing. Ethan grabbed my wrists that were pinning him down. He turned us around so I was the one being captured. Of course, how couldn't I see this coming.

"What do you want?" I growled at him.

Ethan wiped away the left over cookie crumbs forming on my lip. He licked his thumb and the crumb that was on it. "I want my Oreo's back." He said sweetly.

"Back off of me Ethan." I glared at him. I shoved Ethan backwards till he reached the counter. Ethan was completely dumbfounded, his eyes were widened and his mouth loosened.         

"Where did that burst of confidence come from?" He pushed me backwards against the original counter. "Maybe, it's because you ate MY oreo's or is it because of the moment we shared together?" Ethan let his finger roam my chest, zig zagging. My body stiffened. I shifted slightly and Ethan clutched my wrists. I clenched my teeth.

"Let me go." Ethan squeezed tighter.  "Now." I snapped. I struggled out of his firm grasp. Ethan took a step closer, in till our bodies were touching.         

"No." He claimed. "I want my oreo's back and I'll make sure I get them back." I hissed at him. His eyes got darker. "I love it when you get angry." Ethan released my wrists and I attempted to punch his arm but he jumped out of the way. I made anther attempt to punch him but he avoided it again. He ran to the other side of the room. I followed him, furiously. By this time I was on a rampage to punch him. How dare he think that? How dare him!        

Ethan jumped up on the couch that was in the living room. I reached for a pillow and aimed at Ethan's head. Instead of hitting him in the head, I hit his chest. Ethan flinched and made a grunt noise. Serves him right. I smirked. "Jeffrey, you are so dead." Ethan roared.