[BoyxBoy] ✓ I Fell In Love With An Emo Boy

20. HELLO KITTY

You're stuck on my mind all the time.

Timothy was waiting for a response but I was stuck in some weird homosexual panic. I was really starting to hate myself.

"Is it because you live here now?" T asked gently. "I could understand if it's a lot to get used to. Especially with your dad and stuff."

Is he a therapist now?

I sighed. "Yep. Totally." I'd rather have him think my thoughts were with my dad instead of him and his fucking ass.

"Do you miss him?" T asked.

"Yeah. Every night he used to sing me to sleep." 

T nodded.

"He'd rock me side to side and then he'd.. kiss me and stuff. And then.. he'd pull down my pants.."

"Huh?!"

I burst out laughing.

Timothy rolled his eyes. "You're never gonna open up, are you?"

"That's your job, you're the one that likes it up the ass."

T didn't say anything for a while. Then he lay down. "I'm going to sleep."

Don't tell me that offended him. 

Whatever. What do I care?

I lay down next to him. I lay my head on his chest. He still didn't say anything.

Well, fuck him then.

I turned my head and bit his nipple through the shirt.

"Josh!" He whispered.

"Oh, now you have something to say, huh?"

I squeezed his other nipple with my hand.

"Stop!" T whined before pushing me away.

"Why? Are you getting hard?" I chuckled.

"You're so annoying!"

I pinned T's hands to the bed. "I warned you about this."

"And I believed you're not always like this."

"Except right now." I smirked.

I leaned in again and then T's phone started ringing.

I pulled away. "Who the fuck is calling you at two in the morning?"

T picked up the phone. "Are you okay?" Was the first thing he said. He didn't even wait for the other person to speak. It had to be Fangs.

I leaned close to hear but T pushed me away.

"Stop." I mouthed, pulling him close.

"I miss you."

I rolled my eyes and nearly threw the phone out the window.

"I miss you too." T responded

"I just keep thinking about you."

Fangs sounded even douchier than normal. He was speaking slower, he was definitely high.

T attempted to get up because he knew where this late night convo was going. And I wanted to hear it. I pulled him back and wrapped my arm tightly around his shoulder.

"C-can I call you back?"

"Why?" Of course that idiot was immediately offended.

"Um.. My.. my dad's up, so.."

"Is everything okay? I can come over. I can sneak you out like last time." Fangs chuckled.

WHAT? T HAD SNUCK OUT WITH THAT PUNK?!