Boys Will Be Boys (discontinued)

Chapter Fourteen

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<Kieran's POV>

It was funny how relaxing the sounds of a gym were to me. Sometimes it sounded like a blacksmith's shop, other times the only thing you could hear was the crappy pop music they played on the speaker. However, today's noise was one of those rare medleys of half-decent tracks and satisfying thunks of a powerful deadlift hitting the ground after completion. After my initial shock, Lukas had hastily stuttered that he wanted me to go to the gym with him.

It was either that or invite him upstairs to my gay porn binge, so I had quickly slipped on some sneakers and helped him off his ass.

"Kieran?"

I grabbed my towel and stood up, turning towards Lukas. He was standing by the weights and I meandered over, taking my time. He chuckled as I finally neared him, pausing to take a swig from my water bottle. His blond hair was a shade darker from sweat, nose and cheeks a pink color from exertion. I was sure I matched him, my whole face

"Spot me?"

He gestured to the weights and I quickly put my bottle and towel down, setting up so my hands were below the bar. He grinned at me and I offered him a weak smile in return, the atmosphere slowly turning back into that comfortable one I'd shared with him before the whole gay-thing.

"What exercise?"

"Squats"

Lukas spread his legs to shoulder width, rolling his shoulders as he dislodged the bar from its safety bumper. I double checked his clips so the weights wouldn't roll off, noticing a group of girls watching us from the corner of the gym. I quickly scanned them. They weren't from my school, they looked a little older than Lukas and I actually.

College chicks? Sweet.

I grinned and winked in their general direction. One of them sent it right back and I chuckled turning back to Lukas. He looked at me questioningly.

"Chicks at 3 o'clock." I smirked, only to drop my smile as Lukas' grew.

Oh wait.

"And?" He teased, setting the bar back onto its safety blocks. He leaned against the equipment's frame, dwarfing me as I fumbled with my words.

"And they're cute?" I tried.

Gay guys think everything's cute, right?

He chuckled.

"Sure. But they're not my type, you know that"

"Haha. Yeah"

Fuck. I felt so fucking awkward, but Lukas seemed to revel in my discomfort, even going as far as to wave at the girls. One of them began to walk over to us, and I broke out in a cold sweat. The chick I could handle, but Lukas? Jesus. I didn't know what to do around him anymore.

"Hey, look at that Kieran. She's walking over. Maybe I could be your wingman?"

"I need to pee"

I quickly ducked into the Men's locker room, hiding in a stall. Shitfuck. Lukas was making me nervous. Why? Because he was gay. I'd seen the porn; I'd seen the shit gay people were into. The idea was so strange and foreign to me and Lukas was so familiar to me, it was just a giant mess.

Why did he have to like dicks. Why couldn't he be normal?

I sighed, pushing my head into m hands. I let myself breath for a few seconds before I heard the locker room door open again. Familiar footsteps echoed their way into the bathroom.