He's Got A Love Like Woe {Christofer D. And Jordan W. Fan Fiction}

He's Got A Love Like Woe: Scene Three

Scene Three:

After the incident, Jordan stayed to himself and Christofer the same. Nobody else on the tour bus even bothered to understand the upturn of events that transpired between the two boys. Though it was clear that Jordan wasn't in a very cheerful mood anymore, especially not after Christofer had made such a mockery out of him. In Jordan's defense though it really his fault, he didn't mean to kiss him it just happened.  

What had happened once Jordan took a deep breath after the simple, shaky kiss and made his way onto the bus, he was attacked by his hungry-crazed best friends of his, almost losing an arm or two in the process. When all the men were all satisfied with what they had to eat, Jordan had walked to his bed to take a short nap. He had hoped that he wouldn't have to run into Christofer on the short distance there but he wasn't as lucky.

When Jordan saw his bed, he also saw Christofer walking his way. The small capacity of the bus ruined Jordan's life further because it wasn't like he could have just walked past Christofer, one had to wait for the other to get through first. And with a last minute decision, Jordan had decided that it was he who should wait for Christofer and when Christofer passed he didn't even blink or breathe in Jordan's way.

It was surely not a good sign at all.  

So here Jordan was now, laying in his bed with all his friends' laughter and talking surrounding him like a bubble. The worst part of all, was the fact that Jordan could hear Christofer joining in with them. It was one thing for Jordan to realize Christofer was ignoring him, but to see him acting normally with his friends killed him.  

Rolling over onto his side, Jordan closed his eyes. He didn't think he was that tired but before he knew it he was placed into a dreamlike state in another world completely.  

"Jordan, Jordan!" A voice shouted from above him. Jumping up, Jordan knocked heads with the person who woke him up. Hissing he rubbed his sore forehead, looking up he saw Christofer doing the same thing.  

Shocking Jordan completely, Christofer smiled at him. "Sorry, I was just supposed to wake you up." Jordan blinked at Christofer, wasn't he still ignoring him?  

Christofer frowned, sitting down next to Jordan on his bed. "Hey, what's wrong?"  

Jordan wasn't sure what to say, should be bring up the kiss? Or did Christofer want to move on and forget about it? He was so confused and tongue tied, he didn't want to say the wrong thing.  

Warning bells went off the moment he felt Christofer's hand trail up and down his thigh, the sheets being the only barrier between both boys' skins. "Seriously, Jordan. You can tell me, that's what best friends do."  

Jordan wanted to tell him, he wanted to tell him everything there was to say but the trailing hand distracted him, completely.Jordan took in a shaky breath, confident that he could erase the little detail of where exactly Christofer's hand was exploring to, until Christofer jumped at him.  

Jordan hit his back against the mattress, with Christofer's light body weight on top of him, pressing him further into the soft, plushy mattress. Jordan looked at him oddly, wondering why Christofer had decided to pounce on him in such a way, his eyes gleaming like a predator. "Christofer --" Jordan stuttered, as tousled haired boy started to lower his head close to his own. Christofer was smiling, like he just won the lottery.  

 "Yes, Jordan?" Christofer questioned, his breath blowing in Jordan's face. His smelled of cigarettes and a tinge of vanilla coffee. Two scents Jordan's nose recognized as pure heaven.