The Roommate (boyxboy) -DISCONTINUED-

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2



James’s POV



“Dude! C’mon you’ll be late!” Someone yelled seemingly in my ear and I jumped cussing and screaming surprisingly not falling off the futon. Elliot started to laugh as I realized he was holding me up. I sat up properly and brushed my hand through my hair, Dean was standing beside Elliot with his arms crossed.

“Alright alright. Hold on a bloody minute.” Elliot groaned and stretched as he got up making his arms legs and back crack. He stumbled to his room he shares with Dean and closed the door.

“Why were you sleeping out here with Elliot?” he asked sitting down on the other couch. Well he didn’t want to move his legs off me so I just stayed here. Ha. If I were to say that he’d make a joke. I shrugged and grabbed my phone looking at the time.

“Shit!” I jumped up and ran to my room; yeah so much for making up my money today. My boss will take away all my tips if I’m late.



I got to the café a minute early; luckily my boss didn’t notice how close I was to being late. I grumbled to myself as I tied on the apron, damn you Elliot. If I were late I’d kick your ass. I made my way around the tabled with ease, cleaned the place, took orders, got a few healthy tips from the girls I charmed. It was a typical day at Hudson’s Café. Well until lunch that is…

I was on my break out back having a cigarette that I charmed out of a girl I knew. I looked around at the brick walls that lined the alley, garbage cans that were overfilled hugged against them as graffiti littered the walls. It wasn’t the best part of town but it wasn’t the worst. I was used to places worse than this, living partially on the street throughout my teenaged life. I wasn’t homeless, far from it, but I hated being home. I hated hearing all the fights, I hated getting in between them but I never could stop myself. I was always one for getting in trouble, breaking the law and such, but that was before I grew up and figured out how stupid I was. I try not to look for danger that often though I have a reputation so nobody would mess with me even if I did. I was lost in thought staring up at the brick building in front of me starting at nothing.

“James!” I jumped and choked as I inhaled. “I scared you!” Elliot laughed and patted my back hard making the smoke burst out my mouth. I turned to him quickly and glared.

“What are you doing here?” I snapped, he didn’t seem fazed as his smiled never faltered.

“I just wanted to see you Jay.” He looked up at me through his black hair covering his eyes slightly. I felt my muscles loosen at his smile; it’s never possible to stay mad at him for more than a minute. I sighed and threw my cigarette on the ground squishing it and looked back at Elliot; he pouted still slightly smiling.

“Why?” I asked my voice softer than before. He hugged me around my waist and arms making it impossible to move. What’s with him? He’s never come to my work before at lunch unless he comes to actually eat here with Dave and Rodney. And why is he hugging me so god damn much?! I didn’t move and let him finish, knowing from experience that it’s a bad thing to push him away when he’s like this. I swear he’s a child with all the bi-polarness of a girl on the rag.

“Because I love you.” He smiled up at me. Here we go again; I rolled my eyes. I almost saw something along the lines of disappointment in his eyes for a split second but I could be wrong. What does he have to be disappointed about? It’s probably nothing; it might have been my imagination.

“C’mon, my break times done. Let’s go inside.” He looked down and followed me inside. Okay…why is he looking down? I let him sit on the stool at the counter and got him a coke. Great. My niceness is starting to get me worried. I’ll be broke if I keep buying shit. He keeps looking down not making eye contact. Did I do something wrong? I sat down beside him when I was done serving someone their food and thought about earlier. He was fine when we got up; he was fine when he met me back there then bang! He’s not like himself. I know he’s completely unpredictable but I never knew he could be upset. Like really upset to the point of not talking. I didn’t do anything wrong but I felt bad for some reason so I placed my hand on his shoulder.