"Who the fuck is calling me so early." I groan and blindly hit my hand against the nightstand in search for my phone.
"Hello?" I spoke with an irritated tone.
"Grey!" Aiden shouted.
"Ugh, what? Why are you shouting!"
"Ohh, did I wake sleeping beauty up?"
"As a matter of fact you did, asshat. What do you want?" I said with a frustrated grunt.
"I'm bored. I wanna hangout, come pick me up pleaseee."
"You're going to be the death of me." I said.
"Come on! Mom and dad are busy doing god knows what and I wanna goto the beach! Pleassseee. Don't you wanna spend time with your dear brother?"
"I have plans with Patrick this afternoon." I stated.
"Yeah, so? Bring him with!"
Patrick's been my best friend for the last 5 years. He was a huge jock. Star soccer player, countless friends, the guy everyone wanted to know. I've always questioned why he wanted to be friends with me. I still kind of do.
I was never really a loner in highschool, I had friends but it was a very well known fact that I was gay. A few guys tried to beat me up even a few of the girls tried harassing me for taking Patrick away from them. But for some reason, every time something was about to happen, Pat would be there to save the day.
I successfully made it through highschool without getting the shit beaten out of me, and I know for a fact that's all because of Pat.
It would completely blow my mind how he'd be there every time. Over the years, I guess you could say I've always had a crush on him. I might even love him. He's muscular, tall, dark wavy hair... Handsome... The only issue is, he's never really shown much interest in men. Actually none. He's hasn't given me a single hint that he could be interested in men. Or me. Cliché, am I right? The usual tall dark and handsome straight guy. Oh well, maybe we're better off as friends anyways.
"Hellooo? Please tell me you didn't fall asleep on me-"
"I'm here. Sorry. Fine, we'll goto the beach. I'll message Pat now to let him know. Be ready."
I ended the call and open up my messages to text Pat.
Hey! We still on for today? Aiden wants to go to the beach. I hope it's okay if he tags along. He wouldn't stop whining til I said yes, lol.
Sent at 11:23 am.
You there???
Sent at 11:45 am.
Did someone murder you in your sleep?
Hellooo?
Sent at 12:01 pm.
Maybe he's still sleeping. It's strange for him to be sleeping in though, he's usually always up before me. He's been acting a bit off these last couple weeks and it's confusing the shit out of me, like did I do something wrong? And if I did fucking tell me so I can fix it?
I'm going to pick up Aiden now, so if you decide you're coming lmk and I'll pick you up.
Sent at 12:22 pm.
I let out a sigh, and pack some waters, our beach towels and something for lunch. Also sunscreen because God knows I need it. I burn like a mother fucker. I throw on a pair of denim shorts that cut off just above the knee, and a white shirt unbuttoned with tiny pink flamingos.
Some would say I dress more feminine and I guess I do, but not like my videos. That's something no one knows about or never will know about. That part of my life is something I intend to stay private. A place I can truly be myself without judgement. I will admit that I do like to wear my thongs rather than my regular briefs. It makes me feel kinda naughty and I like it.
A few minutes later I load up the car and I'm out the door and driving to my parents place.
***
"Hey, loser!!!" Aiden shouted as he runs to my car. "Where's Pat?"
"Dunno. He's not answering my texts." I said with a roll of my eyes.
It's a little frustrating knowing I've texted him almost two hours ago already and still no response.
"It's fine, lets just go. Okay?"
"Whatever. I get dibs on the music!" Aiden says while already plugging his phone in.
"Just nothing shitty. I'm begging you. None of that mumble shit you can't understand."
"Yeah. Yeah, just drive. Let the dj do his job."
Twenty minutes later, we finally pull up to the crowded beach. And when I say it was crowded, I mean crowded. We'll be lucky if we can even find a spot near the water.
I open my trunk and grab our things as we walk towards the shore. It's a hot and humid day today. The sun so warm I can already feel it burn my pale skin. It doesn't help that there's barely a breeze in the cloudless sky. Ah. It's going to be a long day.
"Hurry up!" Aiden yelled.
"I'm coming! I don't see you helping with this shit." I glared, rolling my eyes.
"That requires effort that I just don't have." He shrugged his shoulders, smiling evily at me.
We eventually find a spot at the beach after searching for a while. I unfold my very visible, rainbow towel and sprawl out over top of it.
My sunglasses find their way over my eyes as I lay back and enjoy the - Oh for fuck sakes! "Excuse me, can you move the hell out of the way? You're blocking the sun." I pull my glasses down, looking up at the person.
"Oh, shit, i'm sorry." The man said. He looks like of like-
"Oh my god, babe! I've been looking everywhere for you!" She screeched with a high pitched voice piercing into my ears. Her arms wrap around the man's waist as she glares down at me.
"The hell are you looking at?" I say angrily to the half naked blond.
I sit up and spin around to see the very face of the man who hasn't bothered to answer any of my texts the entire day. "Pat? What're you doing here?" I ask.
"G-Grey?" He says with a shocked expression. Oh this is fucking gold.
"So you have the audacity to ignore me all day, only to come to the beach with some random ass chick? Don't you remember we had plans today?"
"Random? I'm Patricks girlfriend we've been dating for almost a month now. Who the hell are you?!"
"A month?" Why wouldn't he tell me? I thought we were friends...
"If you've been dating for a month like you say, you should know me. I'm Greyson. " I say while eyeing Patrick closely. The hurt evident in my voice as I speak. What the fuck? I don't even understand what's happening right now. No wonder he's been blowing me off these last two weeks. Fuck that's so annoying, that stupid asshole!
"Never heard of you. Now if you don't mind, we have people waiting for us." She scoffs, grabbing Patrick's wrist and dragging him off to a group of unfamiliar faces.
Never heard of me? Really? Am I really that much of a fucking embarrassment? How could I not know he had a girlfriend, and how could he not have mentioned me even one time?!
"Fuck you, Patrick. Lose my fucking number. I hope you enjoy your time with that stuck up bitch!" I shout as I begin packing my shit.
The coward doesn't even have the audacity to look me in the eyes. I saw a frown form on his face as he turned around and you know what, I don't even feel bad about it. Treating me like i'm nobody! Well guess what dickwad, i'm going to do the exact same fucking thing!
Un-Fucking-believable!
"Aiden! Come on, were going!"
"Huh? But we just got here!" He whined.
"I don't give a fuck right now, let's go. We'll do something else."
"Isn't that Patrck over there?" He asked.
"Sure is, and I want nothing to do with that prick."
All I want to do is talk to femme. I don't have a show planned with him today, but maybe he'd like to watch me. I need to let this anger out and all I can think about is his soothing voice.