Bigger Than Us

005. Eight Is Such A Scandalous Number

Jonas

Jonas walked Sky all the way up to the door, rather jovial in conversation as the subject changed on a dime. Sky made him promise to call him again once he got home safely and Jonas did as soon as he stepped through the door, dodging Nick's doting and questioning as he stepped inside the penthouse.

"Nick let him alone," David said, beckoning him to rejoin him on the couch, "he just got home and he's probably tired."

"It's almost one o'clock in the morning." Nick glared at David as he sat down beside him.

"Can you guys be quiet, I'm kinda on the phone with someone," Jonas said, peeking around the corner only to be met with Nick's incredulous scowl.

"Us quiet down? You have a lot of explaining to do-"

"Dad, I'm serious," Jonas stopped to put his phone on mute, "it's a friend of mine and they're really upset right now. I just got through walking them home and they wanted me to call them once I made it here."

"Alright then," David said, pressing play on their movie only for Nick to snatch up the controller and pause it again.

"Is this friend of yours that boy you were telling us about yesterday?" Nick asked, frowning at Jonas from where he sat on the couch leaning into David.

"Why are you friends with him, he was twenty minutes late to your date?" David added, incredulous.

"They went on a date? Why didn't I know about this?"

"Could you two hush for like, five seconds I'm still kinda on the phone. And I didn't tell you cause David bugged me enough about it for the both of you, now could you please?" Jonas turned his phone back off mute, rushing down the hall into his room before his parents could say anything else to him. Putting his phone up to his ear Jonas said, "Hey Schuyler, I'll have to call you back tomorrow it's getting late and you really need some sleep after tonight."

"To be honest, I'd be cool just talking to you, Jonas," Sky said back, Jonas couldn't help but imagine the smile he had on his face that definitely followed the statement.

There was no way Jonas would let himself lose sleep over this man. There was simply no way but then again there was no chance that Jonas would ever end the call considering the state of mind Sky was in when he first called him.

"Okay then, uh... What do you wanna... talk about?" Jonas mumbled, pulling his covers back before climbing into his bed, not caring that he wasn't dressed in his night clothes.

"I don't know- what do you ride the bus for in the mornings?" Sky said almost absentmindedly.

"School.

"Oh. That's uh... cool..."

"I'm in college you ding bat. I'm nineteen and currently working towards a geology major."

"Hey, it's not my fault you're like five three and look sixteen."

"First of all, I'm five eleven. Two, if you thought I looked sixteen why did you still agree to lunch with me."

"I do my lame day job at a coffee shop that doesn't pay much and up until an incident with this really creepy guy with a mustache I used to be an Uber driver. I'm in no position to turn down free food."

"You were an Uber driver?"

"You're five eleven?"

"How are you just gonna turn things back around to me?"

"I'm sorry but I can't see it. You're not five eleven. No way."

Snorting Jonas ran his hand down his face. "Fine. I'm five nine."