Floating (boyxboy)

Special friends -3-

"I just didn't notice it until now."

"Well I've always been short. I stopped wishing for a growth spurt around the time high school started." It used to be kind of depressing to be so short but then I realize that being tall? Too mainstream. So by being a short person, I was a hipster. Well, at least that's what I told myself to raise my self-esteem.

"Sébastian! Temps pour le dîner!" Alice called out. "J'espère que vous et Cameron n'avez pas embrasser là-dedans!"

He rolled his eyes and simply called back, "Non!" I listened to their exchange curiously. I was tempted to ask for the translation, but at that moment someone else walked in. It was a tall guy with a five o'clock shadow and a messy shock of black hair. Noel I was guessing.

He sat at the head of the table and greeted Sebastian in French. Then he seemed to notice me and he said, "Bonjour. Vous devez être Cameron. Vous êtes le petit ami de Sébastien, non?" I just sort of gave him a look like no hablo Français.

Sebastian pulled a face and fired back,

"Il n'est pas mon petit ami que diable! Je ne sais même pas si il se balance comme ça alors arrêtez de parler!" It was so different hearing him speak in another language. Not different weird, different in a good way.

Noel shrugged and smirked. "Il ne parle pas français de toute façon."

They started arguing in French and my head wipped back and forth as I watched them quarrell. It was like a tennis match. It kept going on until Alice strode in said, "Garçons s'arrêtent valoir devant le client. Noel cesser d'être une bite. " She briskly walked over to the stove and turned it off. She moved the pot of the burner then turned to me and spoke in English. "Sorry, Cameron. Just try to ignore those two. They're always arguing."

She pulled ladle from a drawer and motioned for us to come over. "C'mon boys. Grab a plate, Cameron. Noel, can you take a plate up to your father? He's working really hard and you know how he gets when he's in his element... Sebastian go sit down, stop hovering over me, I'm trying to give Cameron here something to eat." It was amusing to watch Alice flitter around the kitchen like a hummingbird, all the while thinking out loud.

After everything was sorted out, Alice, Noel, Sebastian, and I were seated at the table. The chicken fricassee was ridiculously good and for once I didn't pick at my food. Sebastian saw me eating and mouthed 'I told you so', I rolled my eyes at him.

We spent a long time chattering about different things. Alice seemed to sense that I wasn't much of a talker so she talked with Noel and Sebastian, occasionally asking for my opinion or thoughts. I mostly listened though.

"So Cameron," Noel said, pushing his plate away from him and lacing his fingers together. Alice had gone upstairs to give Robert some dessert. "You and Sebastian are friends, right?" His brown eyes pierced into me and I forced myself not to break eye contact.

"Yeah...?" I mumbled.

"Would you say you guys were good friends... close friends... or maybe try, special friends?"

My eyebrows knitted together. What was trying to say? "What are you talking about?"

His lips twisted into a smirk. I glanced over at Sebastian, who's gaze was pointed at the table. "You know... which team do you root for?" I was still confused.

"Which ever one that wins...?"

Noel snorted. "Right. Well you know Sebastian here, he plays for--"

"Wait, hold on, a second." This Is Gospel started blasting out of my pocket. I felt my face heating up as I fished my phone out. My heart dropped into my stomach when I realized who was calling me. I knew if I ignored it, it would only make it worse so I figured I'd better answer it.