Chameleon

Chapter 11

Josh's POV

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I'm glad everything is over now that we've ,no William has realized that his Second Uncle is the one who wants him dead.

I already knew he was up to no good, he was just too obvious and yet Liam couldn't see through him.
I know he kind of did but he just didn't want to accept that his only family member wanted him dead just for money.

And this is where I say ' I told you so ' . Luckily I've gathered all the evidence against him, so he should be expecting nothing less than life in prison since he is already old,such a greedy bald old man he is.

I know William will never love me like how I do, more than a friend or brother he just sees me like his brother, a brother to whom he would gladly give up his life for and same would I do for him.

We met in College.
He helped me a lot ,without him I wouldn't be here.
He's the first person who treated me like how I wanted.
I come from a poor family of three, my mom, sister and myself.
And we've friends since he helped me pay for my sister's Leukemia treatment fee when we met in college.
But that's not the only reason why I stuck with him.
I stuck with him because he is kind and generous and that makes him a tool for people to use and I didn't want him to get hurt after his girlfriend dated him for his money and nothing else and also his first boyfriend which broke him since he loved him so much.

Although I wish he would love me like how I do but I'll be really happy if someone who deserves and loves him comes around to make him the happiest person on earth.

And if that person is Lemon then I don't mind at all but if he dare hurt him I'll make his life a living hell.

After our conversation last night  I realized how he cared for Lemon and it's been a long time he's liked someone.
He never fell for those beauties who threw themselves at him or the handsome or cute boys who did.
Everyone saw him as some god but in reality he's just a man who dreams of finding true love.
Even though the magazines and paparazzi paint him as a playboy he's far from it.

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The morning is gloomy, it's dark even at 7am and it's snowing, damn it's going to be cold.
Just as I tried to get of the coach a delicious aroma filled the air.

It seemed like someone is baking ,frying and boiling at the same time.
I inhaled deeply and exhaled as I made my way to the kitchen island .
There stood Lemon stirring something which was boiling hot and there was lots and lots of food.

He looked like he belonged in there,every move you could tell he knew what he was doing.

I could see Meat pies, fresh orange juice, cookies fried eggs and bacon with something boiling I don't known what that is but it smells amazing.

Now I know why Liam likes him, he's just serene, and doesn't talk much.
He's handsome with a lot of feminine features besides the long hair.

Now where is Loam?
I thought we crashed on the sofa, maybe he went out early for something, let me just ask Lemon.

I cleared me throat to let him know I was behind him.
He turned to my direction and smiled gave me a nod for a greeting.
Which I awkwardly returned.
He went back to his stirring and I stood there awkwardly until he spoke.
" Can I help you with something or you just want to watch me cook?" He said rather softly.

"Um..have you...seen Liam?" I don't know if it's just me but there's something about him that makes me kind of nervous , not in a bad way but in a good way,he exudes some type of confidence.

" he's in his room"

"Okay..., thanks"

I went to his room but it was empty, the bed didn't look like someone had spent the night in them.
So I went back to Lemon who was still busy in the kitchen but this time he was setting the table.

"Um...Lemon?..." He turned to my voice ."he's not in his room" he blushed?, he blushed. I swear I saw a blush climb on his cheeks,did something happen between them?

" he- he's... in my...room" what the fuck? Why is he in his room? I couldn't help but smile.

" oh...okay" I went up to his room and saw our master Liam sleeping in his bed hugging a pillow.

I decided to mess with him so I took my phone out of my pants pocket and took pictures of him.

I then decided to wake him.
I called him once , twice, on the third count he threw the pillow in my face.

"What the fuck,Josh" he cuss as he reluctantly walked out of the bed with his messy hair, his hair is wild in the mornings, it goes everywhere.

He walked into the bathroom and I sat on the bed waiting for him to finish his business.

When he entered the bedroom with a look of shock and disbelief he gasped when he realised he was in his old room,but I knew that couldn't be the only reason he looked so ,like that.

" I . kissed . him." He claimed.
" And he kissed me back" he added

"And...?" I teased.

" he..gave me a blow job "

"What?, how?,wait...that's why he blushed when he told me you were in his room. Dude...,he's...totally gay,and he likes you,and do you know that he woke up early to cook you breakfast?, this kid likes you"

"How can I be sure he does?"

"Well..,tell me, how many of your past relationships cooked for you?"

" none,they just...to be out in the public eating out for the press"

"Right.."
" If you want to be a hundred percent sure that he isn't using you, then ask him the test questions, you remember them right..?"

" okay...,but if this doesn't work, then what m I gonna do?"

"Do what you always do, give him some cash and send him away"

"Okay,thanks Josh"

"Never fear" I reassured him as we made our way downstairs.