The Boys of Summer

16.

Damnit! I twisted my ankle. This was the worse day of my life.

Erik must be ludicrously laughing at himself on how miserable I looked all sprawld out and injured on the floor. I lurched forward in attempt to get as fast as I could to the door but the searing pain got to me.

Erik flew down the stairs, head bleeding and teeth gritted. Oh God Im going to die! I jabbered random words of mercy as he approached me. As sexy as he looked drenched in blood, I had to get away from him.

"Charles dont move you're hurt!" Erik clamoured. I shook my head. "No! Get away from me please, I dont want to die!" I miserably pleaded.

Erik looked at me bewilderdly. "You're not going to die! What are you saying?" His hovered over me with hands reaching for me. "What the hell are you doing to yourself?"

I swatted his hands away. "Don't pretend you don't know! I heard everything when you talked to that strange man. I knew I shouldn't have trusted you from the start." I started to crawl away incurred. Being incapable of even doing so properly only held me back when Erik grabbed me by the feet. "No! Please Erik dont!"

"Oh my God I think Im starting to go insane. For the second time Charles Im not going to kill you!" He bent down beside me and scooped me up in his arms. I flailed around in protest until he swiveled my foot and collided it to the wall.

"Ouch!"

"If you don't stop this indecorous behaviour of your's Im going to further break your ankle." He threteaned. "Now, Im going to set you down and I promise I will tell you everything."

I huffed. "Fuck you, how will I know you're even telling the truth?"

He replied in a husky manner; setting me down on the couch gently. "Just...believe me please Charles." Then he positioned my body in a sitting position. To be honest, this was a really clever tactic to convice me that I was fine but really he would just kill me now. I eyed him as I felt the remote under me.

He kneeled down and cautiosuly laid his hand on my arm. "Charles please you have to understand that this is very important matter." He started, but was cut off when I swung the remote at his face. To my disbelief, he grabbed my arm and slammed the remote on the floor.

He sighed. "I wouldn't do that if I were you Charles. You could get seriously hurt if you do that again."

I scanned his face if he was lying, but it seemed pretty obvious he would. I settled down and nodded nervously. "O-okay just tell me everything."

He sighed in relief and sat beside me, oblivious to the blood that started to run down his cheek.

"I am not what you think I am-"

"Oh my God you lied too about being gay!"

"What? No not that! I have two ex-boyfriends before FYI."

"Oh cool."

"Will you not interrupt me please? This is serious matter Charles."

I almost smiled a bit from the way he spoke. "Okay I will." He cleared his throat and started again. "Your sister is crazy."

"Yes I know that-"

"Will you not interrupt?"

"But I have to prove a point somehow."

"You can do that after I tell you everything."

"How will I know you're not bluffing?"

"Pardon?"

"How will I believe what you're about to say? I still don't trust you after all that has happened."

"Then Ill make you believe."

"How?"

Erik lunged forward and pulled my head i towards him making out lips meet in a sweet saccharine kiss. The warmth of his touch as he caressed my cheek made my hairs stand up in the heat of the moment. Rough yet passionate, Erik's kiss made me moan as we both closed our eyes. After a decent minute, he broke it off and gazed at my face; lips all red and wet.

"Would you believe if I said that I need you?" He whispered, eyes scanning my face for a sign. Mouth hanging, I blushed and slowly nodded. "Y-yes I... I do."

He smiled warmly. "Thank you."

I straightened myself up and gestured him to continue. "Now you were saying?" I asked.