Just Friends

Chapter 5

Tharn's POV

I can't believe that worked. Yes I was doubting his lying skills and Lhongs, but it all worked out. No still does not know, my boyfriend isn't mad at me. All in all it's pretty good.

My band and I were called upstage. We played our set then went to sit at my boyfriend's table. That's my new favorite word, 'boyfriend'. I feel myself grin.

"Stop that. It's creepy." I'm brought back to the reality that my boyfriend is not so sweet.

"What's got you so happy?" No asks me being sneaky.

"I have a boyfriend." I tell him. "Hmm." I'm kicked, hard, under the table.

"Really? Who is it?" No asks.

"You don't know them." I tell him.

"Since, when? I'm your bestfriend. I should have known about it." Lhong says, but I know he's talking about me and Type.

"For about a monthhhh!" I get kicked again. "But we just became official today." I bite my tongue to not shout.

"Are you okay?" No asks genuinely concerned.

"Uhum." I nod my head.

I start to fell a hand go up my thigh. Is he bipolar?! He was kicking me just a second ago. Now he's trying to (and successfully) turn me on. I bite the inside of my cheek while Type looks completely innocent talking to his friends. I feel his hand slide into my pants. A metallic taste begins to invade my mouth. I'm bleeding.

His thumb starts to rub my tip over the boxers. "Hmmn." I try to take a drink to hide my moans. Which in hindsight was not a good idea. I started choking.

"Tharn? Are you sure you're okay?" Max asks suppressing a laugh. Tul whispers in his ear. Only to earn a nod. He must've guessed and asked if he was correct.

"Yeah you look like you are in pain." Tul adds in.

"Shit!" I hear someone say, but I don't find any faces. Then a head pops up from under the table. Looking like he saw something he shouldn't have. Which is probably true. "I dropped a fork." He quickly tells everyone.

Type doesn't care he just continues what he's doing. Which is literal torture. What happened to my boyfriend because this person ain't him? It's now when I look at his face that I realize he's a little bit drunk.

"I think I'm going to leave. Bye!" Fork guy says. He quickly runs out.

"Why?" No asks, confused.

"Maybe he's scarred for life. I sure know I am." Lhong says. "I tried to help him and grab the fork." His face goes red. So does mine. Oh my lord end this.

"Okay. We need to go to the airport tomorrow. Let's leave. Tharn you're driving." Max gets up saving me.

"Okay. Let's go Type get up." I tell him while taking his hand out of my pants. Feeling a loss of warmth.

I want to hide behind him while walking to hide my very obvious boner. He gets up and tries to shake Lhong's hand. Who shakes his head no.

"Nope. Nuh uh. Not happening." Lhong says.

"It's just a hand." One of the other band members say. He's about to shake when Lhong and I smack it away. "It's a handshake. Y'all got issues."

"Trust us. You don't want to shake it." Lhong tells him.

"And why not?" No asks.

"It's covered in sticky beer." I quickly make up an excuse. I can't believe I forgot he was here.

"Hurry up!" Tul yells.

"Coming." I continue under my breath, "pun not intended." Max happened to hear it and couldn't take it anymore. He almost rolled over in laughter.

"I can't any longer." Max heaves. "We need to leave."

We quickly exit the bar and into the car. Once inside we all busted out laughing.

"What the fuck Type!?" Tul yelled. Still uncontrollably laughing.

"What?" Type complains, more giggling then laughing catching me off guard. I didn't know he was capable of making that sound.

I look over at him so does Max and Tul. "Did he just-?" Tul asks.

"I think so." I agree.

"He can do that?" Max asks.

"I don't know he's your childhood friend." I say still slightly confused. "I'm not complaining. It's kinda cute." I tell them. I continue looking at him. Not once did I look away.

"You're not driving. Bring Type to the backseat." Max decides. "We'll get in a crash if you drive."

"Yeah." I agree still star struck.

We situate ourselves so I'm in the back with Type and Max is driving next to Tul. Tul keeps saying things about what just happened making us laugh.

"I'm going to crash now. Stop it." Max states.

"But Lhong wouldn't even shake his hand. He absolutely refused. And then you smacked away your bandmates hand." Tul kept screaming in laughter.

"Yeah. Yeah. It's so funny I was basically molested in front of everyone." I try to get him to stop laughing.

"It's not molesting if you liked it. And by your face you defini-" Tul gets interrupted by Max.

"That's enough. We will drop you guys off at your dorm. Then I'm driving us to a hotel." Max explains.

"Why?" I ask.

"I don't want to witness my friend being fucked." He states bluntly.

"I won't do anything. He's clearly drunk." I tell them.

"How gentlemen like." Tul says. "I wish others had the same decency." He glares at Max.

"If anything you took advantage of me. I was drunk enough that if you hadn't kicked me I would have never known." Max defends.

"What's going on?" I ask interested in the drama.

"When we were just friends and I had a girlfriend by the way."

"Oh you found she was a complete bitch later on. Why does it even matter?" Max argues cutting him off again.

"Anyway..... We were both drunk and had sex. Anyway it went uphill...., or downhill depending on who you are asking, from there." Tul finished.

"I don't get why he has to know our personal life." Max complains.

"Because you just witnessed me being jacked off and knew about it. I think I deserve to know a little." I say.

"And we're here. All conversations in this car, stay in this car. To never be talked about again." Max made very clear that I was not to talk about this.

"Yep. Agreed." I quickly accept. "Let's go to bed. You guys can share Type's bed we'll share mine." I tell them.

We all fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.