jian //drunken mistake

chapter 2

//Jc's pov//

I closed my tired eyes, taking a break from the boring romance movie playing on the screen ahead of me. I'm not sure what's going on with the story line, but Dylan o'brien is in it and he's hot. I scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion. Is it normal for a straight dude to think a guy is hot? Eh oh well he's famous so it doesn't count.

It's been a week since "the incident" or whatever, and I haven't spoken to kian since. He's usually not so dramatic. It's not that big of a deal, really. I remember the kiss, but I don't remember how it happened, or my feelings while it was happening. I was slightly less drunk then the majority of people at the party, but still pretty tipsy.

Kian and I are best friends. I don't want something like this to come between us BUT of course he had to act like a 5 year old about it. Honestly, I'm insulted. I want to talk to him, but heck I don't wanna apologize first. I'm too prideful. I just wish he would grow up and say sorry, then we can go back to ourselves again. Hazy memories of his lips on mine are fading in and out of my thoughts. I just can't seem to get that kiss out of my mind. In a completely heterosexual way though!

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I rubbed my face with my hands, exhausted. My sleepless nights are starting to catch up to me I guess. I glanced up at the flat screen and noticed that the movie I was kind of not really watching had ended. I got up from the couch and trotted to the mirror to check my appearance. I haven't spoken to lia much this week, mostly just small tall or listening to her blab on about some girl shit I don't care about. Girls honestly confuse the f out of me. What's the point of make up, like seriously? Most guys just keep it simple. They understand the concept of no make up no problem, instead of caking on all this crap to alter their actual appearance. Guys are just fine with the way they look.

A small frown played in my face as I stared at my reflection. I figured I should go talk to lia and tell her what happened. Hopefully she'll be understanding. I mean, I love her and all but I can't help but think some of the things kian said were right. She doesn't let me have bro time, and ever since she's been in the picture I've been less dedicated to doing what I love. All because I have to live up to her expectations. I Quietly shut the door behind me as I make my way to Lias. I love her. And she love me. She won't be upset... Why would she be?? It's not like a have feelings for kian.

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//kian pov//

"So that's it for this weeks, uh, video.. A-and I'll see you all next um ah Thursday. Shit. Saturday haha Thursday is Jc's day not mine. Simple mistake. Yeah. Next Saturday!"

I huff, shutting off my camera and falling back onto my bed. "I cant even make a frickin video without screwing it up! Jc, what are you doing to my head!"

It's been about a week since we had our little argument, and I kinda feel bad.. But I'm not up for approaching jc just yet. He's still mad and I'm still heartbroken. Yep. Realizing my crush on my best friend is fairly recent, maybe two weeks since I officially labeled it as a serious crush. And hearing that he considers the kiss a mistake and NOT a gift sent from god above, well my heart shattered, to say the least.

Everyone knows I'm bi. I came out when I was 15 and luckily have received no discrimination for it. After Andrea and I split up, I started seeing jc in a different light. Yeah, sounds cheesy as fuck, but I'm serious. At first I figured it was just a phase and that I only thought I liked him because I was still getting over Andrea. But after a while, when I was completely over Andrea, my feelings for jc remained.

I had nothing else planned for the rest of the night, and all the guys were out doing something or other, so I decided to take a shower, grab some take out, and chill for the night. I hopped into the shower, letting the hot water cascade over my body as I breathed the steam into my lungs. I always crave his attention. I need to impress him 24/7. I'm so pathetic, his small gestures make me flush deep red. I know he means it all in a friend like manner, but if he does as much as cuddle into me I get a fucking boner.

The other night him and Sam were stood on the table dancing, and oh damn, that boy is hella fine. That little distraction caused me to spit my drink all over myself. Connor saw this and laughed. He knew what was going down. he's slowly putting the pieces together. I just wish I could remember how the kiss was. I don't even remember it happening! According to Connor it was intense and we were both participating equally.

I stepped out onto the cold tile floor, wrapping a towel around my waist and heading towards my room to get dressed. Was Jc really kissing back? I'll have to watch that video again. Or 50 times.

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I'm 99.9% sure no one reads this story. But if the .1% chance is correct, hello. I'm so grateful to all two of you.