I'm NOT a faggot (UNDER EDITING)

- Chapter 39 -

Pov Jason
When I woke up and tried to move, I couldn't. There was a certain weight on my body and it took me a moment to realise it was Nathan. Naked Nathan. I closed my eyes and smiled as the memories of last night entered my mind. Oh God, it felt so damn good... I felt him shift and he opened his eyes with a bit of trouble.
"Good morning" I smiled.
"How can you even smile? My head is exploding" he groaned and closed his eyes again.
"Ah, you drank a bit to much" I giggled and he frowned.
"I-I drank almost nothing at the party... I even drove us here, I think..."
"Y-you don't remember last night?" I asked with a hint of fear in my voice. Well I don't know how to start explaining what happend...
"Bits and pieces" he yawned and cuddled up against me.
"And my ass hurts as hell..."
"S-sorry bout that" I sighed and played with his hair a little bit.
"So what did we do when we got here?" he asked, closed eyes, just enjoying the peace and the headmassage I was giving him.
"We made out. A lot" I stated.
"And we drank, like, a whole bottle of wine before we, uhm yeah, went all the way..."
"W-wait, what?" he asked confused.
"Yeah, you drank most of it" I yawned and smiled with my eyes closed.
"Aaargh... I'm never drinking again..." he muttered. Of course, just you wait...
"You're cute with a hangover"
"Shut up" he groaned.
"I'm always cute"
"True" I stated and looked at my alarm clock.
"Whoo, we really slept in"
"Wha? How late is it?"
"Around 2 pm" I laughed and he groaned.
"I just want to sleep... Can't we sleep all day?"
"Unfortunately no" I said and laughed a bit at his current state.
"But luckily for you I have the perfect cure for hangovers"
"And what's that?" he asked.
"You just wait here and I'll make it, okay?" I said as I wiggled from underneath him. He made whining noises as I left him and I rolled my eyes. Why did I gave a car to a big baby?
"You're finally awake I see" mom said as I came downstairs.
"Yeah, long night" I yawned as I started making breakfast and my anti hangover mix.
"Oh, the Jackson Supreme, is it that bad?" mom asked when she entered the kitchen.
"Nate got it pretty hard" I sighed.
"It was his birthday after all"
"I'll help you out a bit" mom said and got some things ready for us.
"Thanks mom" I smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek before going upstairs with a full plate for Nathan. By the time I got there he already fell back asleep. I rolled my eyes and laughed a little.
"Wakey wakey little Natey" I smiled and got an even better idea. I tickled him and he started shifting, trying to get away from me.
"Leave me alone!" he groaned and threw the pillow at me.
"But I brought you breakfast" I said with a sad tone and his eyes shot open.
"Ugh, right, sorry" he sighed as he forced himself to sit up, followed by a large stretch and a big yawn.
"T-thanks..."
"But before you eat" I said and pushed the cup in his hand. He just gave it a disgusted look and stared back at me.
"What kind of poison is this supposed to be?"
"It'll help with the hangover, I promise" I said but he didn't seem convinced. At all.
"Just drink it" I complained and put the rest of the food on my bed before sitting down as well. He gagged and almost puked as the substance entered his mouth.
"I said drink it, you're not supposed to bite it or keep it in your mouth for that long" I said quickly.
"Just swallow and don't you dare throw up on my bed"
He held his hand in front of his mouth, his face turning green, in a matter of speaking. Unable to speak, he followed my commands, swallowing the Jackson Supreme.
"I-I hate you" he chocked out and I handed him a glass of water.
"No, you don't" I said as he tried to get the taste out of his mouth.
"Yes I do" he stated.
"Okay, fine! Hate me all you want, I'm taking the car and your virginity" I said and stood up.
"Oh wait! I already took one of those!"
I started to laugh and his face turned fully red.
"S-shut up" he muttered.
"Oh, you love me" I smiled and wrapped my arms around him.
"Since when are you a morning person?" he asked, avoiding eye contact and started eating.
"It's already past noon in case you haven't noticed" I said and ate as well.
"Probably for the best if I let Angela know you're still alive"
"Probably" Nate chuckled.
"Oh look at you! Smiling and everything!" I laughed.
"So did my little mix work or not huh?"
He rolled his eyes and started eating.
"Don't expect me to like your cooking though, that disgusting taste is still everywhere" he complained.
"So? Did you enjoy your surprise party?" I asked after a bit of silence.
"Best birthday ever" Nate smiled.
"And you gave me a fucking car! I mean, are you crazy?!"
"I also paid for everything else" I shrugged.
"But you really wanted a car and I talked it over with our parents and they said it was fine"
"My dad knew about that car?" he asked rather surprised.
"For over a week" I said.
"That he could keep it a secret, it's a wonder" he laughed.
"He's terrible at hiding things!"
"Well, he didn't exactly knew which car you were gonna get so he probably thought it was just a small one or something" I laughed.
"Still, I mean, a fucking car, I still can't believe it" he sighed.
"Hey, you give some, you take some. It's how it works" I said.
"Wait, what did you take?" he asked confused and I rolled my eyes.
"Your virginity, dork"
A blush spread over his face and it was absolutely adorable. We talked some more about the party and ate our, well, brunch. After we were finished I cleaned eveything up and Nate got dressed.
"So, drive safe" I smiled and kissed him one last time before he left.
"I live in the same street" he chuckled.
"Still" I said and saw him get in the car with a roll of his eyes.
"I'll pick you up on Monday!" he called out before he drove off, very very carefully. I smiled and closed the front door behind me. I got so lucky with someone like him... Someone who can accept my past and loves me because of who I am and not because of my money. Someone who can make me laugh, cheer me up, but also put me back in place when things go south. Someone to catch me if I fall and stand by my side, proud to be called mine.
"Someone is lovestruck" mom joked but I didn't really care.
"What can I say? I love him"