Bi-Curious (BoyxBoy)

♥︎ Chapter 20 • Draw Me ♥︎

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Ethan, Ethan, Ethan,
Draw me, draw me
Draw me just like you see me,
With faults, quirks, and little imperfections,
All of the things that make me who I am
Don't romanticize me,
Don't draw me to be something I'm not,
Not just something that you want,
Draw me as me
Draw me as Charlie

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Bi-Curious
Chapter 20:
"Draw Me"

Charlie

        Living with Ethan has caused me to notice little things about him and pull us closer. However, there's this look on Ethan's face whenever I leave that breaks my heart. For a while, I tried to schedule things for when he wasn't around or when he was sleeping, but it always left me feeling dirty. I hate having Ethan look at me that way, so I've decided to do something about it.

        Ethan's always been jealous and it makes me feel bad. He didn't know what he was getting into when he fucked me and didn't read through the terms and conditions.

        As Ethan's friend, I want to rid us of the issue, so after a lot of thinking, I've come to a tough decision...

        I have to call things off with Jamie.

        That's why I'm here at the door to Jamie's house, playing with my hands anxiously as I wait for him to answer the door.

        "Charlie?" Jamie asks, quirking an eyebrow. "This is a surprise. I wasn't expecting you."

        "J-Jamie... we need to talk..." I bite my lip.

        "Charlie, baby," Jamie says soothingly, pulling me into him, his familiar cologne wrapping around me like a blanket. "It's okay. You can tell me anything. You know that."

        "We're done."

        His hands grip my hair gently and he massages my scalp. "Okay."

        "I'm sorry."

        "It's okay, Gorgeous," he says softly. "I knew it wasn't going to last forever. Can I make a request though?" Jamie tilts my head so he can look into my eyes, transporting me to when we first got together. "Can I have you for one last time?"

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        My eyes scan the bar as I throw back my shot, my eighteenth birthday consisting of me illegally getting drunk at a bar.

        A man sits beside me and places money on the counter. "Looking for someone?"

        "If I said I was looking for you, would you believe me?" I ask cheekily, biting my lip.

        "Oh? Is that so? I must say I'm honored. What's your name, Gorgeous?"

        "Charlie, but I'd rather know yours because it's what I'm going to be moaning all night long," I purr, rubbing his thigh.

        "Well, Charlie, I'd love to hear you moan Jamie all night long." His eyes bore into mine, putting me under a sort of trance and I don't even notice that I'm leaning in until I feel his lips on mine.

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        "Yeah, for one last time," I repeat, melding into him as he pulls me into the bedroom and lays me out on the all too familiar bed.