And They Were Roommates

Bathroom

I kept taking shot after shot, drink after drink. Everyone around me was cheering for me. I was the life of the party. I was the king of the hill. I was plastered, drunk out of my mind. Did I care? Of course not!

I felt someone touch my shoulder and turned to see who it was. Of course it's Samuel. It looked like he was trying to tell me something but I couldn't hear him over all the people and music. I yelled "Can't hear you!" Next thing you know, I'm getting dragged away from everyone. I wasn't quite sure where we were but all I knew is that I was not as loud.

I heard the door lock and was soon pushed against it. "Hi Sammy." I giggled. He placed my hands on around his neck and grabbed my waist. He looked down at me with a big grin on his face. He said with a soft voice, "Can I kiss you?" I simply nodded with a big grin on my face.

Next thing I know, his lips are on mine and everything feels right. I pull him closer to me to deepen the kiss. I felt his hands move down to my thighs. He quickly picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. I moved my hand up to run through his hair and push him closer to me. He gently put me down on to sit on the bathroom sink.

He pulled away and started leaving a trail of kisses down to my neck. I first squirmed from being ticklish but soon got used to it. "If you're not fine with this then I can stop." He looked at me with his deep blue eyes and I couldn't help but say yes.

He was gentle and I loved it. He made sure to appreciate every inch of my neck. He played attention to the parts where I felt most sensitive. He was making me feel good in so many ways.

We both heard the doorknob wiggle. Thankfully, the door was locked. Samuel ignored it and kept kissing me but whoever was behind that door really had to use the bathroom. The person behind the door started banging on it loudly. "Bruh! I gotta take a dump!" They yelled. Samuel groaned and helped me off the sink, not that I needed it.

He opened the door and dragged me out. "Let's go." I pulled my wrist out of his hand. "I cant do this. I'm not gay. I probably only like it because well, you're kissing me. I'm going back." I turned away from him before I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hunter, you have to face who you are."

I pushed his hand off my shoulder. "You dont know who I am. You never will. I'm going to request a room switch you creep." I ran downstairs with tears in my eyes. I dont know why I was crying. Why am I crying? At this point there was only one person I wanted to be with.

I searched all over the house looking for her. It's like finding a needle in a hay stack. I can hear Taylor in the distance calling my name. I turn to look her way and notice Samuel is with her. Great, just what I needed. Instead of meeting with them I kept looking for the one I wanted.

"Hey Charlie." She was sitting on the front steps. I sat next to her and subtly scooted close to her. "Hey Hunter. Where have you been?" She had a soft tone to her voice, way softer than earlier. "I was with a friend. Actually, not a friend, just someone I know."

Charlie looked over at me and smiled. "You're really cute." Soon after she planted her lips on to mine. She tasted sweet like strawberries. She smelled even nicer. I slowly felt myself wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

I knew I wasn't gay.

__Authors Note__

I am soooooooooo sorry for the late upload. And also sorry for the short chapter. Having writers block SUCKS. I promise there will be another update soon.

What do you think? Was Hunter being gay a figment of his imagination? What will happen between Hunter and Samuel? What will happen with Hunter and Charlie?