Girlish-Boyish

Chapter 4:Call out my name

Ander had dragged Camille all the way to his favourite childhood store called Froyo's Icecream Hut where they served the best frozen yoghurt and icecream in town but it was more like his stomach had done more of the thinking than he had.

He stomach growled excitedly as he entered ,slightly pushing the door open that made the little bell above it ring. Too his surprise the store wasn't full as usual or maybe the Sanchez had finally retired he thought walking up to till to order something as he walked someone ran into him and hugged him so tightly that his lean frame would have broke.

"Ander?!", squealed Xemina hugging Ander tightly which made him feel a bit uncomfortable since Xemina was the daughter of the elderly couple, Mr. and Mrs. Sanchez and was actually Ander's intended parents in law that he never really liked.

They had been friends since secondary school when he started taking ballet classes just to spend some time with Ivanna but Xemina ended up being best of friends with her instead.

He had really given up on so much just to be with a girl he would never be with forever.

He forced a smile to take her off him.

"Xemina how charming to finally meet you again ", he smiled taking her hand as he gently placed his lips on her delicate little hand that hadn't grown much.

She had the same delicate features of a fairy, well that's what he had thought when he was younger because she was good at planting things, well she had the golden touch for plants that's for sure . She even grew the fruits that they used to make their ice creams to reduce the carbon footprint on the planet. She was a girl every guy good ask for .

Tall, lightly tan skin, brunette , up tilted jade eyes, funny, caring and last but not least her slightly pointy ears that resembled like a fairy. Definitely pretty but sadly not his type.

Ander had always had a thing for people with darker hair like Camille and Ivanna.Just the sight of seeing wet dark curls was enough to turn him on.

"And this is my friend...Camille. We used to go together to the same university", he said through clenched teeth, he guessed that Camille had already figured it out that Ander was a closeted fool, who was always secretive with his feelings. But Camille had only casually nodded at her direction as a sign of introduction.

"How's London been?Tell me all your adventures while you place your order at the till", she said before calling out to her older brother Juan and Ander's past nemesis who miserably dragged his feet to the counter.

He resembled much like sister but more muscular which intimated both guys who suspiciously eyed his movements very closely.

Ander had always hated everything single bit of him since the day Ivanna had declared it was her "first real boyfriend" it had made his hate grow and he had vowed to himself that if she were going to get heartbroken from him , he would have the honours of hurting his gorgeous face that he praised so much about.

He had dreamt every bit of it from the way Juan's jaw would crack and end up broken under his fist, hanging like a water dispenser .

There was alot to hate about him from his guts, his superficial laughter, his nauseating clove scent and finally his pathetic lies that Ivanna was vulnerable to believe.

But was that anger truly from jealousy?

Anyway he looked bad so he was considered as a neutral threat, but something was slowly eating him away like he knew something was up.

"Oh by the way have you seen Ivanna because I have been trying to get reach with her since she was supposed to come yesterday to help me?", whispered Xemina busy with stirring the ice cream mixture in the translucent bowl, which made Juan flinch a bit, like he had tried to avoid this all along too.

The question hit Ander like a brick from reality but he knew that lying would cost him dearly luckily Camille had already read his expression and took over.

"Well Ivanna went to visit her ambeula, she'll be back soon and probably why she didn't answer your calls was maybe because of the bad reception. You know how most rural areas in Mexico are still underdeveloped", he lied adding a cherry on top with his beaming smile that could have fooled anyone.

Ander silently thanked him , by clasping his hand around Camille while they weren't looking.

"Oh...well if that's it then I shouldn't be worried", smiled Xemina going to the ice cream machine.

***

For the first time in a while after the 'incident' with his step sister, Ander felt sure about his tentative emotions. His head foggy confused mind was certainly clear all thanks to fresh dose of nicotine .

He couldn't help himself, to counter another addiction was to counter it with another.

Camille had drove off back campus with out him after sharing a few thoughts with each other on the roof of the Boudreaux mansion under the Californian stars enjoying nothing but salted caramel flavoured ice cream , since he had an urgent gig to attend to the next day and couldn't afford to miss this great opportunity of being signed up into a band. So Ander had decided not to be an asshole by holding him back.

He still was deciding whether it was a good idea to phone him to check up on him.

He puffed in the smoke, letting out a ring of a white puffy cloud escape his lips that still tasted of the boy he had kissed earlier as his feet still dangled off the rooftop , one hand supporting his head as he stared into the distance. It was good to finally see a change of scenery apart from the old Victorian buildings of London.

But nevertheless he still missed it like hell , not only because he was able to visit Stamford Bridge but he was able to watch his favorite soccer team play. He was never a fan of American football , always was a 'Blues' fan ( Chelsea ) , maybe it had to do his mother's side , being originally from England.

For those couples of months back in England, he had made some friends which weren't that much, including Camille Dos Santos an exchange student from Cuba, Kyla Gøvernøv an OCD sapiosexual who was originally from Norway and Harley Seinfeld he's American homie who was studying her final year in Astrophysics.

They were sure an odd group of people, but they had made the most of everything they did and they were the only people he could act like himself, without having to act so tough at the exterior. But the only people he had fully opened up to was to Kyla and and Harley and it was no surprise that they had accepted him as part of the LGBTQ+ community since Kyla and Harley were secretly dating.

Slightly at the edge of the roof , he stood up , took out the crumbled paper with Camille's number and dialled it after saving it from his contacts. . He certainly had no regrets of doing that , isn't it what he wanted after all?

Someone to love rather than being lonely.

A/n

Hi everyone so its pride month and I decided to do something experimental such as chopping my hair off into something that's neither too masculine nor feminine.

And can you believe it my mom was actually okay with me cutting it yesterday...so I am definitely loving my new look even my friends too.

I have been trying to open up about my sexuality to others...but my mom is kinda in denial I think. Hey at least I tried rather than being closeted and slowly dying in the inside.

Lots of love

Lolita-goth embracing myself