The Act

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Mike joins us and by now I'm really high. I'm a lightweight and not eating for so long makes it stronger. I look at Oliver he looks sober. He must smoke a lot.

He looks at me because I'm looking at him but I don't look away like how I normally would. I want to hug him, or sit in his lap, maybe lay with him. These are not good things, I'm straight and he's my enemy.

"You're high, aren't you?" He says with a smirk.

"Very much so, but you don't look high?" I asks trying to act normal.

"I'm buzzed but not high," he says and I look at his hand. He's going to choke me on set. Of course it will be fake but I'm trying to convince myself it will be okay.

I'm not scared he'll hurt me, I'm scared he'll turn me on. I'm not gay but that thought makes me think weird things. I look at Mike, I don't find him attractive. He's a guy so that confirms it. I'm not gay.. my eyes go back to Oliver.

Him choking me sounds appealing though.. he leans back onto the couch and my body moves before my brain things about it. I lean back and turn a little to my cheek rests on his collarbone.

Is this gay?

I can cuddle right?

He wraps an arm around be and I have my hand on his chest playing with the buttons on his shirt. "Is this what you meant by acting weird?" He asks me.

"Yeah, is this too weird? I'm not gay," I say about to get up but his grip tightens.

"I like affectionate people," he says and I relax in his grip.

"I'm only affectionate while high," I mumble.

"He's not lying,  he punched me the first time we met before I put my hand on his shoulder," Mike laughs.

"Mikey, shut up, you were being weird and I didn't appreciate it," I say to mike. "He had a horse head on his own and wearing a snuggie. He deserved it," I pout pulling away and looking at Oliver.

His eyes scan my face. "You're really close," he says and I blush. I'm only inches away from his face.

Embarrassed I lean back. Unaware of my surroundings my knee slips off the couch and I halfway fall but Oliver's knee ends up in between my legs abruptly.

I gasp and let a whine out as I feel pain shoot up my body. I leans against him with my face in the couch. "Are you okay," Oliver says and I shift my weight off of my private parts.

"Did he just hit his balls?" Mike asks.

"Fuck off," I mumble putting my hand on my crotch. I'm in a very weird position on this guy. I get off of him and turn away from both of them and shove my hand down the front of my pants to fix myself.

After I'm done I sit down pouting. They are both looking at me amused. "Its not funny, I slipped," I say and Oliver opens his arms like he wants me in them.

With a pout I crawl back into his arm careful to keep my legs together.

"¿Es malo? Creo que es lindo," Oliver say and I frown at him. Mike chuckles and Oliver looks serious.

"Is it bad I think he's cute?" I used Google translate so if its wrong sorry.

"nunca ha mostrado interés en nadie," Mike says and I cuddle against Oliver.  Why is he speaking Spanish.

"He's never shown intrest in anyone,"

I wonder what they are taking about. "And you are pronouncing everything wrong," Mike adds in English.

"Well I'm really bad at Spanish," Oliver says.

"Then stop speaking it, I want to be included," I pout and Mike laughs.

"es lindo pero muy grosero y difícil de manejar," Mike says and Oliver looks at the ceiling.

"He's cute but really rude and hard to handle,"

I hate not understanding Spanish.  Oliver looks at me and I pout at him.

"por qué" Oliver says and mike looks at me. They are talking about me.

"Why?"

Mike shrugs and I bury my face in his chest. I'm too high to really care what they are talking about. They probably are talking about how horrible of a person I am.

"Kellin, who was that girl you dated last year?" Mike says and I look at him confused.

"Oh, her. Um.. you know who she was," I mumble.

"No, she just appeared out of nowhere and disappeared a month later," he says.

"She was a whore, I ended it. Why are you bringing her up," I say annoyed. I'm less high now so it's easy to get mad.

"Well you seem lonely, why don't you date?" He says.

"I'm not lonely, and- and," I get up frustrated. Girls don't turn me on.. why would I date if I didn't like them sexually. "I don't like dating," I say going to the front door. When I open the door I'm faced with a girl holding Pizza's and about to knock.

"Oh, hello. Here's you're three pizzas," she says handing them to me. I sigh now no being able to leave. "Oh my god, you're kellin Quinn!" She says and tries to hug me but I step back.

"Sorry I'm not in a good mood, " I say and mike replaces me. I put the pizza down and actually feel hungry.

I open it and take a slice. I sit down on the other couch and eat my slice not looking at Oliver.

"Tomorrow I was wondering if we could meet up and go over some lines and maybe act it out a bit?" Oliver says and I look at him.

"I guess," I mumble feeling stressed.

I'm going to be lonely forever. I just don't like girls. But I'm not a faggot..

After I'm done with my slice and the girl is gone I get up. "I'm leaving, bye," I say and leave quickly.

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