Just Friends

Chapter 3

Tharn's POV

Type's taking a shower right now. I think we should've skipped yesterday. Two days in a row might be too much. I feel a little bad, but it should take 2 for that decision so it's not completely my fault.

I've only got my jeans on before someone impatiently knocks on our door.

"I'm coming!" I yell annoyed. No use in continuously knocking. It didn't stop.

"What?!" I shout opening the door.

"Hi does Type live here?" Two men ask.

"Why?" I question.

"We're his friends from childhood. He invited us over the other day." One of them told me.

"He's in the shower right now." I inform them. "Let me tell him." Imagine how he'll react if I didn't warn him and he walked out covered in kiss marks. I walk in the bathroom.

"Type they're two guys out there waiting for you. Said you invited them." I tell him.

"Oh yeah. Sorry I forgot to tell you. Tell them I'll be right out." Type apologizes.

"Okay." What? I don't even know them. "He said he'll be right out." I tell them.

"Thx." One says.

"I'm sorry I didn't catch your name." The other says.

"Oh. It's Tharn. And you guys?" I ask.

"I'm Max this one's Tul." The first one says.

"Nice to meet you." I say awkwardly. I hear the door open. Oh thank god. I turn around and to my surprise Type only came out in a towel. He does remember he is covered in hickies doesn't he? I start coughing out of shock.

"The fuck happened to you?" Tul, I believe, says.

I try my best to become invisible. This was not how I wanted to meet people Type knows.

"Oh it's nothing." He says.

"Hmm?" Max seems suspicious.

"You know I was really surprised when I got your call." Tul mentions. "Since you kinda cut all ties when you found out we were dating. But now I see why you called. You look like you were eaten alive." He says.

"I wanted to apologize. So I'm sorry for everything I said." Type explains.

"It's whatever. Water under the bridge." Max adds.

"You?" Tul points at me. "You know who did this." He asks.

"Uhhh." I look at Type for help he just nods.

"It was you. Wasn't it?" Max says sitting on Type's bed that currently doesn't have it's covers because I had to wash them. "That's why these covers are gone, and your bed has two pillows." Max states. Why is he looking at me like he's going to kill me?

"Uhh." I can't find anything to say.

"Leave him alone." Type defends me sort of.

"Okay got our answer." Tul says "By the way Tharn can you put a shirt on. It's distracting." He gets smacked by both Max and Type.

"He's not wearing any clothes." I point at Type.

"Yeah but he's my childhood friend. I would never think he's hot." Tul said.

"And we're leaving. You do remember that I was your childhood friend as well right." Max scolds pulling him out of the room.

"What just happened?" I ask Type.