Cocky New Boy [boyxboy]

Chapter 1 - the shy stuck up

The fields vineyard is a family owned and run business, my family. The only vineyard in the area.

Well that was until the Garner's family moved in. They own multiple vineyards across the world, they find the best places to grow and milk the land dry before they leave and leave someone else to manage the branch and they get most of the profit. As a money making scheme I think it's brilliant, but as a neighbour... I think their terrible. From their snotty nature to their overbearing hold on the villagers. They only arrived a few months ago and they have already taken over the village with their wine and are preparing a massive launch for their first batch here. It's an impressive rate really and I wouldn't mind it if they didn't... I don't know, complete take apart my home life.

Well it started with only my home life but then it turned into my social life as well. You see...

"Ah hello Mr.fields. It's nice to see you enjoying our wine. Its Fruity, buttery, with a velvety feel that's atypical to dry white wine. I'm sure you've never tasted anything like it!" Asa Garner quipt. Nope, he isn't above snide remarks. Although I appreciated his semi-attempt at being polite, I didn't want to do that. My showing disdain really only affected him as my parent were too nice to raise me to be that rude. I don't know what it was about him but everything he did wound me up. Everything. I sometimes think he does it on purpose.

"Oh it," I pause raising my eyebrows and cough mockingly, "it really isn't." Truth be told it was fucking great, I just didn't want to admit that.

"Are you having fun yet, I know you don't do well in formal event because, you know... you're a little," a long pause waits as he thinks of an appropriate word, "unorganised."

"No, no it's fine. Look I just had some cheese, because well that's all you have." I gesture at the lacking food range faking excitement. "And would you look at that!" I show him my plate finishing my point with an uninterested, "I'm all out."

Turning away he laughs and offers, "I can get you some actual food you know. I was gonna go get some for myself anyway. You might as well join me."

"I'm not really into rabbit food."

He pauses, "is that because, garner is like garden? Oh real original landscape boy."

"Yeah fair enough, I should know you have to eat normal human food to fit in with us folk."

"What creature are you saying I am now?"

"Oh no, you're just shit this time."

"Like bad shit or poop shit?" he strings out questioning.

"Please," I act offended, "mind your language around your family! How fucking dare you speak like that!"

"Yeah I actually do eat normal food, so do you want it or not?" He finally gives up on my tyrant.

"Yeah what've you got?" I follow him into a hallway cut off from the rest of the event and to the kitchen. He rummages through cupboards as I just awkwardly wait, unsure of what to do. He finally stands up and says, "I have a bottle of milk and raw carrots, if you don't want that you'd have to cook it."

I look at the wide selection and try to make it look appetising. "Do you have to stay here for the entire time?" I end up asking.

"Don't think so but I don't have any money if you want to go somewhere." I push away from the side I was leaning on and offer, "ah nah I got it."

"You don't have to," he looks away and fiddles with the top of his pocket. "Too late I've invited you."

"Thank you." he calls out to me and follows me through the crowds of people and to the exit through the garden gate and to the chip shop.

"What do you want, 'coz I'm just getting chips so..." I trail off knowing he's got the hint. He scans the board and ends up just agreeing, "can I have the same as you please?" again acting very shy, I laugh to myself and order. The cashier wraps them up and we take them behind the chip shop to eat, after a few moments of silent eating I ask "do you like fish?"

He looks up seeming surprised at my question before answering, "not like they have it here, I like sushi though. Oh," he perked up remembering something before turning to face me more, "there was this really nice shop near where I used to go to school that sold it and my friend told us to look after his for him and we put wasabi paste like in it to try and fuck with him." I snort out a laugh and shake my head letting him continue, "he didn't eat it though 'coz he knew that we moved it."

I smile covering my mouth, "bit anticlimactic but still," I pause and swallow the chips I had in my mouth, "where are you from? Like I know you lived around California before but like before that?"

"Well I was born in a bathtub and peed on everyone as soon as I came out in Virginia, and then we moved to France when I was 3 and then Germany when I was 7 and then Italy when I was 9 then Santa Rosa, California when I was 12 and lastly Napa Valley also California when I was 15 and now we're here."

"What was your favourite of them then?"

"I don't know really, they were all good but I suppose it's always the most recent because I can just remember it the best."

"Sometimes I want to move but then I don't think I'd find anyone to get really close to like here."

"No, no you find people. Well I guess you never really get like that close to them because you know you're going to move at some point, but, you never fall out with people because you're not there long enough to really hold grudges so that's fun." he pauses, "alone it's probably worse, but I always lived with different people so you just become friends with them."

"What? You're butlers or something? That's kinda weird that you're paying them to be there but do what you want."

"No," he fires back and brings his egotistical self back, "like family friends and stuff you idiot."

"I'm kidding," I laugh it off feeling bad for my comment, "but like if you want to pay me then I'm down for that. A great friend and I get money, it's a win/win." Trying to fix my mistake with humour.

"Don't you get pocket money or something?" he springs on me out of the blue.

"where did that come from?"

"Well you payed for this somehow but said you wanted money." he explained his reasoning.

"I always want money, doesn't everyone?"

"Yeah fair enough," I interrupt him and answer his first comment, "I have a cup in my room that just never empties, I don't know where the money comes from. I just put change in their sometimes and it's always full so I'm not complaining."

"That's some magic shit." I nod agreeing with him.

"I suppose it-," I begin but am cut off with a ambitious swoop in. His lips meet mine. I blink my eyes closed before pulling back. "uh um I um," I stutter out unsure how to react and before I can get my thoughts together he leans in again and puts his hand behind my head pulling me closer. There was no tongue involved just heavy breathing. I couldn't see his reaction as I had shut my eyes as soon as I saw him lean in. He pulls away slowly and my eyes flutter open. His hand slid down from my face and and fell into my lap. I suck in my lips and stare at him. We both stare in silence before he slowly pulls his hand back to himself and holds it with his other.

He looks away and down at his chips before continuing to eat them. "Was that payment for the chips," I joke halfheartedly. I lean back against the wall again and blow my cheeks out like a fish and nod to myself.

"Should we start heading back?" he questions unsure and begins standing up. I follow suit feel bad that he was ashamed and embarrassed. He turns to me taking my rubbish from me and after throwing it out I pull him aside again and gently kiss his lips. I smile, my eyes shifting around his face, "there's you're change."

I step back unsure of whether that was a good idea and walk past him.

That definitely was was a mistake. We don't talk for the rest of the evening. Or week.

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So that's the first chapter, I don't know that much about wine so some words may be used wrong.