Summer Vacation - Gay smut/fluff

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"Ryan," Kayla grinned as Jamie stared at the picture intensely. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it again.
"How old is he?" Jamie whispered, giving the photo a once-over. He didn't look too young, and he clearly was older than eighteen, given the cigarette. Or maybe it was just rich family privileges. Either or.
"Nineteen, older than you. I don't know if you want an older boyfriend, but I'm sure as hell that you'd be the female in the relationship either way." Kayla smirked as she showed him more pictures of the gorgeous boy.
"Oh, shut up. Besides, I don't even think that he's, you know, like me..." Jamie said, his voice quieting down at the last part. Clearly, guys that looked this gorgeous were straight. Always. All the cute guys were straight.
"Like you?" Kayla raised an eyebrow before letting out a small laugh. "You mean, gay?"
Jamie nodded, fiddling with his thumbs quietly.
"Well, he is. Openly, too. So you're in luck." Kayla smirked as Jamie tried to hide a smile.
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Then, reality hit him. Who was he kidding, he couldn't even talk to an employee at Target, how was he supposed to talk to the attractive male?! That's when the insecurities sank in, all of his flaws and the things he hated about himself. They were all suddenly there, reminding him how worthless he is. He remembered how he used to get beaten up and bullied in the previous school years. He remembered those hurtful remarks and that one painful nickname they called him...
Faggus.
Creative, Jamie had to give them that. Instead of just saying 'faggot' or 'fag', they took his last name-Fakkus-and simply altered it to Faggus.
Everyone called him that. Even teachers, during attendance, sometimes slipped up. He couldn't blame them though, he was a disgrace. He knew it, no matter how many times any of his friends told him he wasn't.
"Jay?" Kayla's voice rang in his ear and he looked up, eyes still distant as he cocked an eyebrow, as if saying 'yes?'. Kayla sighed, turning to him completely. "What's wrong? You just...zoned out."
Jamie shrugged, his voice coming out weak as he said, "I was just thinking, don't worry. Nothing's wrong."
Kayla bit her lip. "Don't use that excuse on me, okay? Don't be like Ashleigh. She always used the 'nothing's wrong' and the 'I'm fine' card, and then she..she tried to end her life. Just stop being pathetic and man up, learn to tell your problems to people and ask for help. You're an embarrassment, remember that time when you started crying in the middle of Target when an employee asked if she could help you with anything? Yeah, that's embarrassing. Just man up and tell me the truth."
Wow. That hurt. A lot. Jamie absentmindedly scratched at his wrists. "That didn't help anything." He whispered, his eyes teary.
"Fine then, go cry about it. See if I care." Kayla scoffed before standing up, excusing herself, and leaving.
Jamie whimpered quietly before asking his parents for permission to leave the dinner table, and they allowed him to. He walked up the stairs as fast as he could before he walked into his bedroom and locked the door.
Razor, razor, razor, razor, razor, razor. Where the hell is it?!
Jamie tore through his nightstand, in no luck of finding the silver object. Then the lightbulb set off in his head as he ran into the bathroom. He was about to grab his razors when a knock on the door stopped him.
"Jay, honey, start packing. Their private jet is picking us up tomorrow, early. Bring monthly essentials, and your bathing suit!" His moms voice rang through the wooden door.
"Okay, mom." He said, grabbing a suitcase and throwing mostly long sleeved shirts and sweaters in there, only packing two or three short sleeved shirts. He packed the essentials, like chargers, toothbrushes, the usual you'd need for a boring vacation. Jamie was glad that he had something else on his mind other than cutting. He bit his lip as he held his swim trunks in his hands. The choice was his, really. He could take his swimming trunks and show off his ugly body in front of the other family and possibly others, or he could pretend to forget it and have the rich family buy him some, still getting embarrassed by his body. He decided with the first option as he placed his swimming trunks in the suitcase. Glancing at the clock on his nightstand, his eyes grew wide. Was it really 1:03am already?! Shit, he got carried away with his packing. Throwing the suitcase to the side, he stripped to just his boxers and let out a small chuckle as he glanced down at his SpongeBob SquarePants boxers. They were his favourites, holding 'Jamie Junior' comfortably. He slipped into bed before sleep took over.
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6:00AM - THE FOLLOWING MORNING
Jamie whined as his mother banged on his bedroom door, yelling out for him to get up. Eventually, he did and quickly threw on a loose, white, long sleeved shirt along with a black sweater on top, black skinnies with white socks. He quickly brushed out his floppy black hair, washing his face. As he unlocked his bedroom door, his mother barged in and grabbed his fully packed suitcase before sneering at him.
"Change, put short sleeves on. I'm not letting you go like that, it's hot outside." She demanded and didn't let Jamie protest. He changed into a plain black tee, putting string bracelets on either side of his wrists. He soon added rubber band bracelets too, that had the names of heavy metal bands he listened to. There was Bring Me The Horizon, Suicide Silence, ACDC, of Mice & Men, and many more. His favourite one rested at his left wrist, his VeeOneEye bracelet. Jason was one of his favourite youtubers, so he always wore that bracelet.
Grabbing his iPhone 5 off of the nightstand, he saw a text from one of his only best friends, Tristan Meyers.
[shit, man, ur all ovr the news! kappa family, eh? lol, ur leaving me all alone 4 the summer! oh well, i hope u have fun! x]
He laughed, deciding to give Tristan a call later. He walked downstairs, plopping down on the couch.
"Good morning, asshole!" The familiar voice greeted him as he turned on the television.
Jamie rolled his eyes, a small smile playing at his lips. "Hello, bitch!" He said in the same cheery voice that his sister had used. Kayla plopped down beside him, grinning.
"Are you ready for the summer?!" She shrieked excitedly, her phone almost flying out of her hand.
All insecurities and flaws aside, Jamie promised himself that he was going to have fun and be social on this trip, and he planned on keeping that promise. "Fuck yeah!" He grinned as Kayla cheered, hopping out of the front door and to the cab they were taking to the airport.
The ride was fine, until...
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A/N or Authors/Note for those who didn't know what it meant:
OMG, im so sorry for the cliffhanger! Like gah, idek what I'm thinking. Don't hate me /,\
I wrote chapter one at 5am yesterday and I just wrote this chapter at 1:23am! Heh, 123...
I always write at night for three reasons.
1.) I think best in silence.
2.) insomnia!
3.) I get lonely and bored and dwell upon the love life that I don't have, so I write about two fit guys getting together!
^-^ I just sneezed and my cat jumped on me, screeching and clawing at my stomach ._. Thanks, cat.
Uh, anywhore, leave a comment and a vote! Do you like this story so far?
Oh, and, I'm gonna have a Question Of The Chapter! (QOTC)
QOTC: What do you think happened on the ride?
AOTC: 1.) can't tell you. 2.) tbh, I have no clue either. Brb while I try to figure out what happened xD
Yup, I'm stupid. XD
I'm gonna go watch VeeOneEye and PewDiePie at 1:30am ._. I'm normal, I swear!
Omg longest authors note ever, so I'm just gonna go.
By the way, my name is Melissa, so yep.
~Meli xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx <3