I'm not gay

Mark

~Mark~

"How's your little boyfriend Mark?" Amy spoke up from behind the screen of her monitor, she didn't look up at me. "He's... Fine", I mumbled not really wanting to talk to her right now. Amy and I were... Complicated. After everything that's been happening I suppose the tension between us made things very uncomfortable and awkward.

"Fine? I bet he is", she scowled to which I sighed without uttering any response.

"I bet everything is just hunky dory for you two now? I wish you the best of luck Mark, you two are truly so compatible and perfect for one another and I hope you have a great few months to come", the venom etching from her words was unbearable, my eyes shooting to her as I slammed my hand onto the table.

"What the fuck is your problem?!" I seethed at her.

"I don't have a problem at all Mark! Nothing is wrong with me! I'm just fucking super!" She finally rose her gaze to meet mine, fires flaming deep within her irises. "Are you just envious of my relationship with Sean? I'm happy for once Amy, isn't that what you wanted for me? Last time I remember you were constantly telling me to get better and talk to him, now that I'm happy, you're being a fucking bitch!"

"I'm being a bitch?! I'm not the one that used you multiple times only to get dropped like you're nothing!" She stood up and pointed a finger at me with accusation. "I never used you!"

"Bullshit Mark!"

"I'm sorry if that's the signals you got from our time together but it's not my fault you stuck around only to be dropped in the end like you fucking knew you would!" I soon found myself standing, rage flaring within the deepest crevices of my being. "You're just a fuckboy Mark, an egotistical, self absorbed fucking prick! You don't know what love is! It's your obsession, you feed off people to get attention until you get bored and move on to the next vulnerable bastard!" She found herself right before me and jabbed her index finger roughly into my chest.

"Don't force your jealousy onto me Amy!"

"I'm just showing you what you fucking are! How many times have you looked at me like that while you were with Sean!" She twisted my emotions to confusion and offence, I had no idea what she was trying to do. "Stop it", was all that crept out from my lips, my eyes searching her reddened expression.

"Not until you admit what you've fucking done! You lying, cheating, disgusting piece of shit!" She bashed her balled fists into my chest, making me stumble backwards until I hit a wall, my hands trying to catch her fists. "Stop it Amy! Stop!"

She stared up at me through glossed eyes before she rose and pressed her mouth firmly against my own. A sharp intake of breath shot through my nostrils and I tilted my head backwards in surprise, my eyes shooting wide open.

 I didn't know what to do, maybe pulling away was the reasonable option but my body was frozen in place. "Okay Mark I told him not but he..." Ethan walked in and stopped midway through his sentence before he backed out, speaking to someone and saying not to go in.

"No!' I growled against Amy's lips and firmly separated our lips. "What are you.... What a sight this is?" I didn't need to look at him to know it was Jack, however I found myself strangely calm, knowing that I actually didn't cheat on him and if I were calm and honest, he'd understand.

"A sight that is not as it seems", I pushed Amy away gently. "Is that so", Sean's voice was monotonous. "What are you doing here?" I finally turned to face him, meeting his displeased stare. "Well, last I checked, I came to see my boyfriend?" Sean tapped his chin thoughtfully.

"You and I will discuss this later", I stared at Amy with a burning glare, her frame cowering under my eyes. "Just like we should", Sean turned away from me and walked into my recording room, slamming the door shut. "You should be damn well lucky I'm not firing or kicking you the fuck out!" I hissed at the girl, watching her stare at me with a blank expression.

"He had to see what you were".

"What I am? Are you fucking out of it? I'm not what you portray me to be! That's for him to decide, not you".

"You're a liar", she slapped me across the face. "Get out", I breathed after a momentary pause, taking note when she didn't move a muscle.

"Ethan, helper her find the door", without hesitation, Ethan obeyed and meandered over, gently taking Amy by the arm and gesturing for her to follow him, which she arrogantly refused before she followed. I brushed the padding of my thumb across my lips earnestly before looking towards my recording room, my eyes shutting for a brief moment.

I pushed the door open and looked up at Jack who was surfing through my folders, pretty much invading my privacy but I had nothing to hide from him so I couldn't be bothered. I stared at him for a long while, just drinking up his frame with an intense stare. The points of my lips curved ever so slightly upwards and I inspected every flaw and curve that edged his body. He was wearing my blue flannel which looked slightly big on him but it was adorable to see. His hair was tousled over his eyes and his cheeks were slightly red, most likely from frustration.

I just wanted to take him right then and there but I knew he wouldn't let me near him unless I explained myself.

"Staring is incredibly impolite", Sean glanced at me from the corner of his eyes, a pout making its way onto his pale lips. "Nothing happened, she started yelling at me and accusing me of using her-"

"Which you technically did..." He mumbled.

"Hush, it's my time to talk".

"Proceed".

"I tried to speak my piece and she accused me of being manipulative and a liar, then she accused me of wanting her while I'm with you then she kissed me", I spoke the truth as calmly as I could, watching as he finally turned to face me. "Is that all?" Sean rose his brows.

"Am I supposed to say more?"

"Not if that's really all that happened", he returned his stare to my monitor. "It is".

Sean chuckled deeply to himself before he pushed the chair back and stood up to turn and walk towards me. "It's my week with you, and it just happens to be stock filled with drama, aren't we just the dramatic bunch?" Sean stood in front of me and trailed his hands over my chest before resting them on my shoulders.

"So you believe me?"

"Should I not?"

"No, no, I'm just relieved you don't think I'm lying", I reached out and caressed his cheek with the palm of my hand, watching as he leaned into my touch with a pleasantry smile. "I love you", I mumbled as I leaned close to him, our foreheads touching. "I know you do", Sean finally closed the space between our lips and kissed me gently.

"You're still an idiot".

"I know..."

"But you're my idiot", he turned us around and forced me into my chair before he climbed on top of me and straddled my lap.

"I'll only ever be you're idiot", I grinned as he kissed me again with as much hunger as I had.

"Try to change that Mark, I'll cut off your balls".

"I insist".

"Shut up and love me idiot".

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