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25. Date night

Jack

"End this now or I'll end my life" I deadpanned. Jonah scoffed, pacing across my bedroom floor. "Ok, let's try this one more time. This shirt?" He asked as he held up a dark blue shirt to his chest. "Or this shirt?" He asked, switching it out for the dark blue shirt in his other hand.

"They're both the same fucking shirt" I repeated for the tenth time. Jonah let out of a sigh of irritation. "How are they the same shirt?! This one is dark blue and this one is less dark and the sleeves are cuffed different!" He stumbled in frustration.

I scrunched my nose up. Actually, he was wrong - the first shirt was clearly royal blue and the second was Iris. He hadn't even taken into account the faint detailing on the collar of the first.

But of course I pretended not to know the difference, cause I didn't have time to deal with that. Anyways, what's the point in letting people know you're interested in that stuff when you can't even afford to dress nice anyways.

Josh entered into my room, his eyes trained to his phone. He paused in his tracks when he looked up and saw the scene before him. "What the heck's goin on here?!" He questioned, cocking one eyebrow.

"Don't talk, just stand" Jonah ordered, stepping in front of him. "Which shirt?!" Jonah pleaded, dangling the two in front of Josh's face.

Josh looked at them for a moment. "Hmm, I know dress shirts pretty well considering how many formal meetings my dad's dragged me along to, so I can confidently say the first" Josh answered.

Jonah finally let out a loud sigh of relief. "Thank you thank youuu" he breathed out, running out of the room to change into it. Before Josh could even ask it, I responded to his question. "Date. He's going on a date with Tate" I noted abruptly.

Josh shrugged, sitting down on my bed. "Good for him I guess. I kinda miss being able to do those things" he admitted. I was kind of hoping he'd leave my room so I could have some time to myself to think, but I soon realised that that's all I'd been doing for the past few days.

Thinking about Zach, thinking about the letter, thinking about how I fucked up... or did I? That was the question that had been playing on my mind. Just because Zach told Corbyn he didn't write the letter, doesnt mean he didn't.... but why would he lie about it? He probably wouldn't.

I shook my head, looking over to Josh, trying to remember what we were talking about. "Uh, yeah... what about Kay? How are things going with that?" I asked, not so much because I cared but to keep his conversation going.

"You know... she doesn't really want to get back with me when she knows we're only gonna break up again. We've been on and off for so long that she eventually gave up on ever trying to have a proper relationship with me. I should be glad though, shouldn't I? All just occasional sex and no commitment..."

Josh let out a short laugh, but there was no humorous tone in his voice. "Besides, it would be wrong to convince her to be with me again, she's listened to the same story so many times before and I always end up getting with another girl."

He rubbed the back of his neck, letting a silence fall between us for a while until he finally spoke up. "Hey, why don't me and you go out tonight?" He proposed, his eyes lighting up at the sudden thought.

"What, like on a date?" I joked, thinking he would join in on my laughter. "Yes" he deadpanned, taking me by surprise. "Although I should warn you Jack, don't get too handsy with me. I'm trying to be a good boy."

He grinned, finding himself funny. In a sense of urgency, he sprung up and ran out towards his room. "GET READY" he yelled as he slammed his door shut. I sighed, flopping down onto my bed and staring at the ceiling. Well, I guess this is happening now.

I wonder if this is what it's like with Zach and Daniel. But I bet they fuck too... that's what all gay guys are like, right? They fuck anyone else who's up for it?

I pushed the thought aside, hating having it in my mind. I didn't wanna think about Zach and Daniel that way... it changed the way I thought about every encounter I'd seen the two have.

I wonder if anyone has ever thought the same about me and Josh?