Future Rejection

Chapter 8 - Innocent Games

(A/N: Yay! The reads for this get higher and higher every day! I'd just like to thank you guys for being so supportive!
PS: this one is for you Megan 😝)

*ONE MONTH LATER*

CONOR'S P.O.V:

I was driving up to the airport with Ayrton and Chloe. Ayrton had wound the window down, and the fresh cool air was blowing over my head.

I was nervous, although this rush of driving fast calmed me down.
"AYRTON, SLOW THE BLOODY CAR DOWN!!!" Chloe screamed, but the sound was lost over the thundering whooshing noise.

We pulled up with a screech at Gatwick Airport. The nerves were getting to me already, what if he doesn't arrive? I hadn't heard from him in 5 hours, but then he might have lost service on the plane.

We ran in the front doors as the announcement that the plane had landed rang through the waiting-corridor.

The three of us stood there for about 20 minutes. Chloe noticed that I was nervous and gave my hand a squeeze.

I sighed and turned to leave.

There was a gentle tap on my shoulder. I spun around to see Kyle standing behind me. We both smiled at each other and hugged. Neither of us wanted to let go, and it quickly became a competition of 'how long could you hold on to the other'

Ayrton nudged Chloe and they grinned at each other. I noticed and felt my cheeks burn red.

I pulled away from the hug, yet still felt the warmth from it. I was grinning ear to ear.

"Oh my huge robotic walrus! I've missed you Conorbabes!" Kyle said.
"8 years is a long time, we can catch up when we get to my apartment" Conor said with a new found flirty tone.
"Your apartment?"
"Well, it seems rediculous that you should rent for 7 months when I have a perfectly good place"
"Yay! This is going to be great!"

*ANOTHER CHEEKY TIME SKIP*

KYLES P.O.V

I thought I would take Conor to one of the cafe's we used to go to as kids. I wanted to test how he would react to my touch.
I had so much confidence recently and I wanted to use it whilst I still could.

We sat down at a booth. This was a cute American style cafe and was perfect for my plan.

I ordered us both a cup of tea each and then the waiter left.

Time to put my plan into action.

I lifted my leg up under the table and rested it on the space next to Conor. I began to slowly move it over the side of his thigh. I gave him strong eye contact and he winked at me.

Wait.

He just winked at me.

Making me even more confident, I stroked up and down his leg. The whole time I was maintaining eye contact with him and he looked like he was enjoying it?

I removed my foot when the waiter came to deliver our teas.

I tried to think of other ways to test him. Suddenly I had an amazing idea.

I waited for Conor to start drinking his tea. He took a polite sip as he sat talking to the quite attractive waitress.

I read her name badge. Glaring at her with mock jealousy.

Megan was it? I started to move my leg again, but this time it was in a more sensitive place.

"Is that all then?" Megan said, with a polite smile.
"Umm" Conor looked at me.
I nodded.
"Yeah thats..."

I was pressing between his legs with my foot.

"Y-y-es that's f-f-f-fine-agh! "

Megan looked at him quizzically before going to serve another customer.

He shot daggers at me, but I just laughed.
My foot was still in the same place. So I waited until he took another sip of drink.

He was just about to swallow his mouthful of tea when I pressed down again.

Reflexes made him fly forwards and tea shot out of his mouth.

He was glaring at me again.

"What?" I said innocently.

This was going to be a fun few months...