The Bully I Thought I Lost... (Boyxboy)

Chapter Thirteen

He walked back inside and flopped over on the bed.
"I had a brother... And he was always my idol...until some guy pulled a gun on him and "accidentally" killed him... Every year on his death date and birthday I cry... I miss him so much. His name was Allister and he was only 1 year older than me. Everything I know comes from him. He taught me everything. He even taught me how to be proud of being gay... " I say, fighting back the powerful tears. My tears started to drip down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry..." I walk and sit on the edge of bed. "I know you aren't feeling too great either... But you need to know that you have to be proud to be gay. That's the only way to be happy..."
We sat there for a moment before I got back up. "Cheer up. I'll be back in a second... I'm going to call and tell Devin I won't be back tonight." I go out to the balcony and dial Devin.

"What's up?"
"Misha got us a suite. I won't be back to the dorm tonight."
"Ohhh.... I know what he's doing. You two have some fun..."
"Shut up!" I shout. "I doubt that will happen tonight..."
" You sound disappointed. "
"N-No! Whatever! I'm leaving! Bye!" I hung up and sigh. I open the sliding glass door and Misha was sitting on the edge looking significantly better.
"Better?"
"Yea."

I close the door behind me and go to sit next to Misha.
"Growing a beard yet?"
"You haven't forgotten have you?"
"Nope."
"You win. I'll grow a beard. Just for you.
"If I hate it can I wax it?"
"Hell no! That would hurt."
"Then I'll wax your leg...."
"Then it'll be ugly when I have to wear shorts for sports."
"Then it'll be your face!" I finish debating.

He gets up and looks at the table that the TV sits on.
"They provide a tea maker! It makes hot chocolate too!"
"What!" I say and fumble my way over there.
"And a microwave! Lets go to that Talmart down the street and get popcorn and a bunch of random movies. Its only 11:30. We have a long time to hang out. We can even get some beer. I haven't had a drink in so long."
"Please don't get crazy drunk though...I don't like it when you're like that..."
"I promise I won't." He says calmly and tugs on his hoodie I was still wearing.

I slipped my shoes on and walked out with Misha behind me.
We got into the same elevator that the little kid kicked Misha. I started laughing to myself and Misha caught on rather quickly. He started laughing with me.
We reached the lobby floor and walked out of the building.
Since my car was almost out of gas we decided to take Misha's truck.

When we arrived, it was only a 3 minute drive, but we scrambled out of the car and walked into the store.
"To the movies!" I say and start power walking to the back.
"What! Don't you pick popcorn first?"
"Actually, you're supposed to pick a movie first and then pick popcorn because your taste in popcorn is decided by the type of movie."
"I have never heard of that before."
"Me neither! It just works for me." Misha grinned at my last sentence.
"Fine! You win."

By the end of our shopping trip, we bought 3 movies and kettle corn. Oh! And the hot chocolate and portable cup thingies.

We left and jumped in the car, driving off towards the hotels again.
We got back to our hotel room and flopped down on different beds as if we were out for hours. We were only out for 25 minutes.
"Want to watch a movie now or what?"
"We only have three...so maybe when its about six?" It was only noon so we had a while. "I don't even have a change of clothes for tonight..."
"Sleep in your undies."
"Easy for you to say! I don't do that... and 'undies' is a girly word."
"I'm not going to tease you! You really don't have to if you don't want to. Just suggesting because I didn't bring anything either."
"You always walk around in your 'undies'. You're probably comfortable with it now. I just- I've never done it..."

"Never?"
"Not once."
"I'll do it too. I mean... I normally do but maybe it'll make you feel less weird."
"I feel like my...my junk would spill out..." I say and turn a bright red.
"If it does then it'll stay between you and me. Okay? Nobody else will know. And if it does spill out, I won't look. I promise."