Summertime Fling Or Could It Be Love *on hold*

Clumsy love

Noah’s pov

No fucking way, this can’t be happening, he can’t work here! not when I have to work here. Time seemed to have frozen as we stood staring wide eyed at each other, I’m sure he was thinking the exact same thing as I was, well except he didn’t want me here in case his little family found out he’d been fucking a teenage boy all summer.

“w-what are you doing here Noah? “His eyebrow scrunched up in confusion or was it anger it was hard to tell.

“I got a job here, Mr Davies gave me it, I start today, wait what are you doing here?”

“M-my dad?” his eyes spread wide at the question “you spoke to him, what did you tell him?” he took a threatening step towards me, what did he think I’d done, come for a job interview and told the man that the guy I thought I’d fell in love with over the summer was actually a straight man with a wife and kid but just likes fucking guys in his spare time, yeah that’s seems totally logical. By the time I came out of my thoughts to see that me and Mason were now standing basically chest to chest, well more my face to his chest, I looked up to see his worried face.

“I didn’t tell him anything, and I need this job, so can you just leave me alone” I went to push past him but he caught my wrist in a tight grip, not even bothering to turn back to face him I just waited for him to speak.

“Look I’m sorry for how I handled that the other day, it’s just you’ve got to understand…” at that I sharply turned to look at him, anger spread through by body at what he’d said.

“Understand what! that you pretended to love me, drag me along then not even bother to ring afterwards, oh yeah I understand that your straight right! so what was all that this summer, some weird dare? A bit curious, what! Fucking tell me, help me understand because I don’t” I stared right into those dark blue eyes that seemed to dart around my face but he still said nothing, “just what I thought” and with that I walked off.

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To say working at the dinner wasn’t the most awkward thing ever wound be a lie, everywhere I turned he was there, staring but as soon as I caught him his eyes would dart in another direction, so by the time Mr Davies came out and told me I could go home I was more than relieved. MY first ever day at my new job had gone terribly, not only did I have Mr. creepy eyes staring at me the whole time I also seemed to mess everything up, which was probably caused by Mr creepy eyes staring holes in my back the whole time. Weather it was taking orders from bleach blonde tangoes who seemed to change their mind every second, while ordering a coffee! like what’s so difficult you want a coffee, you don’t need to start with ordering that then change your mind five times before coming back to wanting coffee, to trying to actually deliver the food and drinks which I dropped, in a grand totally of nine times, why did my feet decide not to work, I’m quite surprised Mr Davies didn’t fire me on the spot but he just smiled, patted me on the back and told me ‘first days are always the worst’.

Let’s hope anyway.

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Sadly Mr Davis wasn’t right, first days aren’t the worst, sure there slightly more terrible but still not the worst.

For the last two weeks work has been almost like a repeat of the first day, take orders from bleach blonde tangos who can’t make their mind up, to dropping everything I try to deliver. But screw first days being the worst, work has somehow managed to gradually get worst by the day, such as being on kitchen duty, I seemed to burn every single thing I tried to cook, broke three different pieces of the equipment and got milkshakes everywhere, which ended up with me slipping and burning myself on the cooker. I really do think Mr Davis is getting fed up with me, since I’m now on cleaning duty, oh wait I forgot to mention throughout the whole I fail at life, Mason’s been there staring at me.

‘DING’

My eyes shoot to the door from the corner I’m standing in pretending to be mopping for the last ten minutes to see Mrs Perfect and Mr and Mrs Perfect kid, they walk in taking a seat not too far from where I’m standing. Oh yeah so not only have I had to endure Masons looming presence the whole time, I’ve also had the great pleasure of seeing the happy family in action EVERY SINGLE DAY!

Every day after school Mrs perfect will drop by bring the kid, to have a milkshake, while I get the great pleasure of watching her and Mason swap spit while the kid sits happily sipping on his shake.

“Noah need you in the kitchen” one of the guys shouted from the back, putting the cleaning equipment away and swapped back onto kitchen duty, five minutes in I scream at the top of my lungs, I’d knocked my hand on one of the fryers, quickly pulling it away from the boiling hot liquid I pulled my hand securely into me chest, I could feel the tears seeping from my eyes as my hand throbbed in pain.

“hey hey let me look” a pair of hands pulled my burned hand away from my chest, examining it, I took a peak up even though I already knew exactly who it was simply by their voice, his dark blue eyes travelled all over my hand, “it’s not too bad but come on” without saying another word he started pulling me in the direction of the staff toilets, once inside he steered me towards the sinks running the tap over my burned hand, that started to slowly ease the pain, which meant without the pain cloud surrounding me I now fully realised the position I was in, Mason was pressed right up behind me, I could feel the whole outline of his front and oh god did it felt good, I could feel the blush starting to creep on to my cheeks, embarrassed I started to try wiggling out of his grip. “Just please stop moving”

“well I can do it myself, you know the whole hand under water thing” I shot back, I wasn’t a little kid, I could do a simple task like this., I looked into the mirror to see a light pink blush covering his face, wait, oh! “Do you want me to stay like this?” my one eyebrow crept up a bit as I tried to hide my smirk.

“Shut up Noah, I’m just trying to help you, why’d you have to be so clumsy; you won’t have any hands left soon if you carry on burning them”

“Well I don’t mean to and I’m not clumsy, just not very good in the kitchen” a deep laugh came from Mason as I felt the vibrations through by back.

“you can say that again” we stayed in silence after that both of us just smiling at the situation now, “it wasn’t some dare and I’m not curious” he mumbled, my smile dropped, why’d he have to go and ruin the moment but I said nothing, wanting I guess to hear his excuse. “I’m gay” he breathed, which seemed to take a load of his chest since a big smile broke out on his face after he said those two words. “I’m gay and I always have been…”

“But you wife and kid, I don’t understand” I interrupted him, everything he’d just said made me the happiest person alive but also the most confused. He spun me around so that I was now looking at him and not just his reflection.

“I’m gay and I’ve know that since I was young but you see my family their well they don’t agree with that lifestyle, so once they found out I was sent me off to boarding school different camps ‘to help cure me’ it didn’t though I just didn’t want to disappoint them anymore I guess, so when I was nineteen they set me up with Yasmin, she was my mom’s friends daughter from church, we got married and had a kid and I’ve been living the straight life ever since, I was sort of just accepting it by now, this is what my life had to be, one big lie to make everyone but myself happy then I saw you. And it was like I didn’t care anyone more, I didn’t want to pretend I just wanted you”

I stared wide eyed, and then his lips crashed down on mine. 

deh deh deh, okay so havent been updaing in ages (exspecialy this one) but finshed college now so got lots of free time so hopefully lots more updates :)

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