Tell Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 3

C E D R I C

My footsteps were muffled as I walked across the carpeted floor of Tate’s room. He had fallen asleep while I was driving. I guess he exhausted himself from all that crying and laughing we did. I carried him to his bed and slowly placed him down. He was sleeping peacefully and innocently. Before when he’d just recently lost his parents, he’d whimper in his sleep and sometimes cry too. Now that he accepts the fact that they’re gone, he sleeps peacefully.

Earlier I froze when he called me handsome and hot. He’s not gay is he? If so, that would be hard then. But even so, I am not against gay people. If Tate turned out to be gay… I don’t know… I don’t want to think about it. I care for him really. We’ve been friends since the sixth grade and no one knows me like Tate does. He’s just dense, really dense. Girls eye him rather hungrily and some guys check him out. Couldn’t blame them though, Tate has his aspects. The innocent expression that you’d want to protect all the time and that cute face and smile. He’d catch attention even when he doesn’t want to.

I like to make him awkward and tease him because he fuzzes about it and shy away and exposing more of his cute side. Earlier, I didn’t mean to kiss him on the lips and seriously I was grossed of the idea but when I did kiss him, it wasn’t disgusting like I’d thought it would be. I guess it’s the thing that we call bromance. Guys being close and touchy with each other without giving it meaning. I’m used to kissing Tate on his cheeks because for me he’s my baby brother and with his looks he’d pass as my younger brother.

My other friends labeled him as my boyfriend. They noticed how close we were and touchy to each other but we’re just like that. Well technically, Tate is my boy friend but I adapted the idea of him being my boyfriend so to keep away some girls if not all and those gay guys in school that would want to hit on me. I like girls, I definitely like banging them and I admit, I’m not anymore a virgin. I’ve done threesome before and that had been amazing but I never got serious with a girl after my first girlfriend broke my heart. Girls for me right now are just for fun and to release sexual tension. Remembering the past made my mood dark, I was a waste before and Tate was always there for me and somehow when he talks to me I obey and be able to ignore my hatred for that girl. Even looking at Tate right now made my building anger to dissipate. I’m glad I met Tate, I’m so lucky with him.

Tate looks so peaceful right now but lately, I feel that he has something in his mind. He’s keeping something to himself and no matter how hard he try to hide it, I can still see it. I’d like to ask him but I’m not going to force him to tell me. Even I have my battles in thought and even if Tate could read most of it, he doesn’t get his nose under it not unless I want him too. And I want to do the same to him, respect his privacy, even though we are best friends.

Knocks on the door echoed through the room then Cleo, one of the house maids, peeked inside. “Dinner is ready, Cedric.” She said and offered a smile before going away. I looked at Tate. It would be bad to wake him up when he’s deep in sleep but I cannot let him miss a meal. So I shook him lightly and called his name. He stirred in bed and his eyes opened narrowly. “Where are we?” he asked, voice coated deep with sleep.

“We’re in your room.” I informed. “Come on, dinner’s ready.”

“What time is it?” He looked around for his clock and found out it was still seven thirty early in the evening. “God, I was tired huh?” He said and stretched.

“Yeah you were.” I smiled, ready to tease him again. “You should wipe that drool on your face before we go down.” I forced myself not to laugh. His hand flew around his mouth to wipe the drool but when he found out that nothing was there, he glared at me.

“You really like making fun of me, don’t you?” He asked and sounded lightly offended and that hurt for me too.

“Oi. I was just messing with you. Not really meaning to make fun of you.” I said and apologized.