Gay for you

GAY FOR YOU: CHAPTER 5

FEIVEL'S POV

"Three bucks, please" the cashier responds setting my drink at the counter. I pay immediately, thanking her and taking my seat at the nearest table.

We were at the mall. Arne left with Jackson for some gift. I was here, alone enjoying my own company. Arne was polite enough to ask for tagging along but who would want to be with his asshole of a friend. So, I stayed.

Soon to be noticed I was dragged back to the day when I was rejected? Not actually rejected, since I didn't really confess my feelings for Arne but his reactions were enough to tell me not to.

He just left me there, hanging, without a word to be said. I don't blame him. It would've been too much to take, that the friend he was so comfortable with, turns out to be gay. He did assure me with his words but his actions said otherwise.

"No matter what, you will always be my best friend"

Right, best friend. It hurts.

But, I don't care anymore. I just want my best friend back.

I sip on my Vanilla latte and the right amount of sweetness kicks in. Arne was always judgmental when it gets to my drinks. I loved beer, that ugliest taste, on the other hand, I loved lattes too. Well, they go by my mood. Nevermind.

I take another sip when I see Arne walking towards me. With his baggy shirt, he looked tiny enough as he was asking to be squeezed. Jogging on his tiptoes to reach me, with the sparkle in his big blue eyes. He looked so damn adorable.

"You're done?" I ask when he stood in front of me breathing heavy.

"Yeah, Jackson left, said he got things to do," he says catching his breath. I just noticed that asshole wasn't with Arne. I care less. I was happy that I have Arne all for myself now. I grin. Soon to notice my reaction and the reason behind my grin, Arne rolls his eyes with a chuckle.
"You had something to do, right? Let's get it over with it" he offers.

I nod before taking him by his wrist and pulling to the seat in front of me. He gasped at the touch, as it took him by surprise. He quickly settles as a colour sweep through his cheeks till his ears.

'Oh God, he will be the death of me'

I let my hold go with reluctance. As his favourite drink appears, which I ordered earlier, only to be served when he arrives. He looked surprised as looks at his drink and then looks at me. I shrug watching the most beautiful smile that spread across his pink lips. The smile which I missed so much.

He thanked the waiter, turning his attention to me with his gleeful smile. He stares at me for a few seconds before sipping his drink. The stare was nothing but a gesture of thanking me. He never thanked me in words, it's not like I want him to.

I look at him enjoying his Iced Caramel Macchiato as I sip on mine. I always found his drinks and personality to be extremely similar.

Sweet.

He happily takes a sip before glancing my way. "So... what now?" he asks still looking drowned in the sweet flavour.

"Um... Let's get me some shirts?" I ask ready to be denied but I got a vigorous nod in answer. A wide smile stretch across my lips.

Arne loved shopping more than any guy would, but I adored that. He looked incredibly happy whenever I took him with me for my stuff. And that was enough to ease me.

We finish our drinks and head towards the clothing store.

He looked cute enough to attract glances at him. He kept playing with the end of his sleeves, tugging his hands in, only his slender fingers to be seen.