I felt slightly better when I woke up the next morning, having sorted stuff out with the guys. I gave both phones a quick check and, after seeing nothing, stumbled downstairs for breakfast. Mom wasn't up yet, which was fine by me – it meant I didn't have to put on pants.
I grabbed myself a pop tart and a glass of orange juice and returned back to my bedroom to get ready, drinking and chewing as I went. I wasn't doing anything special today, just playing videogames at Chris' house, and we might hit the skate park for a bit.
I pulled on ripped jeans and a plain black t-shirt. At some point, while putting my lip ring in, my Mom poked her head in the room and smiled, wishing me a good day, and then went about her business as normal. I found this particularly ironic, as not even two minutes after she closed the door, my phone rang.
My old phone.
I nearly fell over trying to answer it, but did, just in time.
"Gerard." I said, breathlessly. I could almost hear the smile in his voice when he replied.
"Good morning." He said warmly.
"What's going on?" I asked, checking the clock. I'd need to be at Chris' soon, but I couldn't risk leaving my room while on the phone to Gerard, just in case.
"I was just checking that this was definitely your number before I put it into my phone." He explained. I was a little disappointed, but understood.
"Oh, okay."
"I need to give you a nickname. What do you want?" he asked. I laughed.
"Call me Mr. Sexy." I teased. He laughed.
"How about I don't?"
"I don't have a preference, then."
"Okay, what about Vampire Boy?" he laughed.
I chuckled, but agreed that it was pretty accurate.
"Right, see you tomorrow then." He said, hanging up. I slid my new phone into my pocket and, after deliberating for a moment, slid my old one into my other pocket, just in case.
Joe was already at Chris' place by the time I got there, and I stammered an excuse, before I realized that they weren't bothered that I was late, but rather, were both staring at me with wide smiles, expectantly.
Oh yeah.
I sat down on Chris' bed and ran my hand through my hair.
"So, what do you wanna know?" I sighed.
"Everything. You promised me gore." Joe said immediately. I laughed.
"Okay, so I guess I'll start from the top. I got there a bit late, as you know, and couldn't find you, so I went to get a drink, and was approached by this..." I said, then trailed off.
I'd never mentioned to the guys that I was gay, and wasn't sure how they'd react.
"This guy."I said finally. They nodded, waiting for me to continue, and I fought back a smile at their immediate and immutable acceptance.
"Okay, so we got talking and...yeah. Made out." I said, shrugging. Chris smiled politely, but Joe frowned.
"You promised gore." He pouted, causing Chris to hit him playfully on the arm.
"He doesn't have to tell us."
"He does." Joe disagreed.
"It's fine." I laughed, launching back into my story.
"Well, while we were talking he was...uh, talking about how much he wanted to...um...fuck me." I said, shifting uncomfortably. Both boys stared at me, mouths wide-open.
