Love Song For the Devil (BoyXboy ) 2nd Series

12. Tracy Chapman: Fast Car

It felt like I was drunk. It was quick and amazing but also...quick. The moment the kiss was over he looked at me with his warm gaze while his breath fogged up the cold air. His eyes goes wide for a second and lets me go like I am a hot coal or something. I feel this betrayed yet understandable emotion within me. Knowing that I was dating Tristan, Jenna would kill me.

I looked up at him and he was avoiding my gaze now. He shrugged off some snow from his shoulder and murmured something about hot water and walked away. I stood in the cold night thinking what the fuck just happened. I closed the door and leaned on it thinking how am I supposed to process all of this. What started like a childish relationship ended up to be the most precious one in my life.

I did not know when he would come back so I took the extra blanket and laid on the sofa to sleep. Mostly just thinking what am I supposed to say to Jenna. I quickly fell asleep after that even though I was pretty sure the kiss would keep me awake for the night. I guess fatigue can kill all your emotions.

Next morning I woke up to find myself wrapped up in a warm blanket in the bed and Damien now where to be seen. As I was getting up the bathroom door opened and Damien came out with towel wrapped around his hips. Okay.

I looked at my feet and quickly at him.

"Morning."

" I didn't think you would be up so early." he said rubbing a small towel on his hair. I shrugged.

" Did you move me here?" I asked gesturing the bed. He nodded and with a small smile he replied," You were shivering quite a lot. I didn't want to hand over a dead body to your dad."

I just gave a small smile and thanked him. He gestured the bathroom.

" The lady said the hot water will be there for just two hours so I hope you hurry." he said and walked past me.

I caught his wrist.

" Damien, do you still like me?" I blurted out.

He sighed and pulled his hand back, He turned and gave me this sad look which I could never tell was for what. For me? For himself? For the kiss? Why was he looking at me like this?!

" Ethan, I think its better if we talk about this later." he said wearing his pants.

" Later when?" I asked a bit irritated, " I asked you now. Damien, do you still like me? If not then why did you kiss me?!"

" First of all, " he said raising his finger, "It was you who kissed me and yes, I like you. Hell, Ethan I love you."

I blushed.

" But does it matter?" he asked.

I looked up and he just gave me this tired look. I shrugged.

" I know, it's all complicated but... I-"

" I feel the same, Ethan but... I don't want to break your relationship. I don't want to be with you like that." he said. " You are happy with this guy and I don't know maybe I don't like the fact the man I love is happy with someone else but if you are happy im good to go."

Tristan. Of course, he is a good boyfriend. He's my age, makes me happy. Kind of messy but the lovable kind. But....was he what I wanted?

No! Ethan!

Don't talk shit right now. Tristan is the best thing that's happened to you in years and now just because Damien came back doesn't mean I sway anywhere I want to.

"You'll be okay, Ethan. You've got lots to figure out." Damien said with a smile. "Oh! Here take this bandages. Clean those cuts will ya?"

I nodded and headed for the bathroom. I thanked him before entering the bathroom.