Serge:
Recovering from the feel of Hogan's body being all over me, I try to even out my breathing and wait for him as he takes the phone call.
I'm just left speechless by what just happened. He almost kissed me. right? I mean..... I don't really know if he intended to do that or I'm just being delusional since I think I'm practically obsessed with him. Yet, Hogan does this all the time, I know that. He likes teasing me, that's all it is. But why did I feel like we were actually forming something? There was just too much tension between us, and with the way he was staring at me with those incandescent green eyes, I could tell he wanted to just graze into the moment as well. His gaze was glinting with lust while his body spoke with need from being so close. So there's definitely something there, right?
The wave that's drifting over my body just wouldn't stop when I try to imagine the mere reality of us kissing. I just couldn't get over it. His touch, the lushness of his lips, his gaze. Damn it. At least now, I'm definitely sure that I'm just a sucker for him. And even if I try to deny my attraction, it will all still come running back to me.
"No. I won't. She could just do that on her own." Hogan suddenly shouts from across the room.
I couldn't help but wonder what they're talking about, so I let my feet walk their way towards the conversation.
"Why does it have to be me anyway?" He continues, with obvious confusion in his tone.
"What is it?" I asks, while sitting in a chair in front of him.
Hogan just holds his hand up to silence me and goes back to the person calling.
"Fine. Where is she?"
Okay, Now I'm definitely puzzled as to what they're talking about. But my eyes seem to love his confused state since they continue to linger, seeking every reaction that escapes him.
"Yeah, I'll be there in 30 minutes." He says while hanging up.
Hogan just ignores me and walks behind the chair I'm sitting on, seemingly to get something. He hasn't even told me what the call was about or what was he planning to do before his phone rang. Because honestly, I need to know what it means like....right now. I just wish he wouldn't just leave me sitting here battling to think if he felt the same flare that was firing me because I- OH MY GOD-
My body immediately stiffens as wide hands start wrapping their way around my shoulder. I don't even know what to do with the sudden warmth that's persisting in his weight. But damn. If that doesn't feel good, I'm just left startled from the contact as he continues to kiss my neck and trails their way to my ear. Fuck.
"W-what was the call about?" The words hang from my lips without moving any inch of my body.
Hogan just slightly jerks his head away and places his chin above my hair. playing with my strands.
"Bre was drunk. They said she wouldn't leave unless I picked her up." He replies while containing his laughter as he says the words.
I smile at his words and try to savour the way he's hugging me with such tenderness, yet I still remain frozen in my position as I get my thoughts in cue.
"Then why don't you get her?" I ask, with unnecessary derisiveness in my tone.
He seems amazed by my answer as he completely loosens his grip on my body, leaving me with scars of his affection.
"Do you want me to?" He answers as he steps in front of me and takes my hand to pull me to my bedroom.
"I mean.....she was your girlfriend after all. So why don't you want to pick her up?" I reply, as he pushes me in the bed, making me drop to my sheets.
I don't really know how to react to his sudden actions or if I should question them. But hell, I'm actually not complaining. Especially with the way he's looking at me with such lust, like he just wants to undress me right now.
Hogan just continues to drape over my body, and I can't help but be left clueless as to what he's planning to do. "Uhh....what are you doing?" I ask him.
His expression quickly changes as I say the words and he seems to finally be out of his wild thoughts as he tries to form an answer. "I was just thinking on doing something," he says, almost in a whisper.
My brows just raises up and I let my mind wonder about what he was thinking.
There are probably other things that are running around his gear hole right now, and I'm just 30 percent sure that he wants to kiss me. But fuck it. I'll take my chances.
Staring back at his eyes, I form a smirk and bit my bottom lip and I watches his cheeks starts to blush in the hue of red.
My move was probably a huge turn off though, since he glances away from me and avoids my gaze, leaving a shuttle of embarrassment dancing through my bones.
So yeah.....okay. Noted. Never smirk and bite your lip in front of a guy. Especially if they're hot.
"It's just- uhhh- yeah it's nothing. It doesn't matter anyway," he says, with obvious panic in his tone. "Let's just go and save my ex, right? That's what we were about to do. So yeah, let's leave. Come on" He continues, while waving me to follow him out of the door.
"Yeah. Sure?" I shrug my answer, but deep inside I'm fucking disappointed. Really, what the hell?
Hogan swiftly leaves my sight and I hear him rush down the stairs as a loud thump hits the step. He's probably in pain because he suddenly groans so loudly and continues to wail from the hurt.
I should just go since he seems like he needs my help, yet my feet wouldn't let me go, and I just stayed to lie on my bed until his groans stopped.
I'm just so confused by the mixed signals he's giving me. One second he's looking at me all hungrily, then the next he looks like he just wants to rip me apart. Yeah, He's only given me two moods for the past few days. It's annoying because I either defined his stares as seductive or he just finally got a personality after breaking up with his girlfriend.
"Serge! Are you coming?" He shouts as I hear the door opening.
I hesitantly try to stand up, move away from my bed, and leave our house as I try to suppress my curiosity about what he was planning to do while lazily walking towards his car.
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It took us nearly twenty minutes to get to the house that Bre was supposedly drinking at, and I examine the place directly as we come to a halt in front of it.
"Who's house is this?" I asks Hogan.
I'm not really familiar with the people that live in our neighborhood, even though I'm literally always outside. I just plainly don't care who they are and where they live, yet I couldn't help but be stunned as my eyes came into full view of a big blue house that's been lounging in our area.
"It's Collier's. Bre's friend."
Oh- Collier. Yeah, I hate him. I mean, not hate, but I definitely despise him. The guy's just a prick most of the time. And he's also the reason why I had to come out. He just spread this nonsense about me wanting to suck every guy's dick. So I guess, that's enough for me to despise him.
Hogan can probably sense my nervousness because he places his hand behind my back and continues to pat me in a comforting manner.
"You don't have to come if you don't want to," he says, with an assuring tone.
I'm definitely not planning to, and even if he asks me for it, I wouldn't anyway.
"Yeah. I won't," I say with more push in my tone.
"Then, I guess I'll be back in three." He replies, while assisting me in getting back inside of the car once again.
I just smile at him and continue to settle myself back into the seat as he walks straight towards the entrance.
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"I'm bored......" I groan while trying to play the car's controls.
Hogan is just taking so long inside, and I'm just left here stuck in the car, waiting for him. It's already been eight minutes since he went in, yet he still hasn't given any indication that he's heading out of the house. It's irritating. Especially since I could hear their music booming through the park. Honestly, what is up?
I'm not really sure what's going on there or whether I should go get him, but I can tell it's definitely concerning.
Hogan's not really the type to hang out with the popular folks, as I last remember it. He plays football at our school, yet he doesn't usually hang out with them. I don't really get why, but as far as I know he's just not close to the other players. But hell. That was before. Times change. So there's a possibility that he's now straight buddies with them. So yeah.....what a fun turn out.
Trying to erase my boredom, I try to dial Hogan's phone and wait for him to answer. It took me a minute before I stopped because my call straight up moves into voicemail every time. Honestly, what is happening in there?
I'm just curious as to what's taking him so long. So I step out of the car and lock the door behind me.
The weather's heavily hot once I'm outside, and the disturbing noise coming from the house just makes me more heated.
I could definitely that tell they're having a party because there are a few drunk people hanging out on their porch. Some are holding cups of beer and the others are just doing random drunk things. There's also probably some booze in there, and hell, I could absolutely use one right now since I'm feeling a little bit messed up. But then again, I can't because I need to fucking get Hogan.
Finally, having the courage to do so, I settle myself and thread my feet towards the party.
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People are already staring at me as soon as I get inside. There were many people from my school at the party, and most of them were popular. One even tried to give me a disgusted look when he saw me, yet I couldn't bring myself to care since I was just frantically looking for Hogan in every room. Damn it. Where the hell is he?
He wasn't in the dining area nor the living room, since I had already checked there. I even tried asking some people that I know, yet none of them have any idea where he is.
I'm just so conflicted as to what he's doing that I'm either getting worried or angry when I go to go to find him in another room.
There are only two places that I haven't gone through yet; the main bathroom and the pool. I'm definitely not risking myself to go to the bathroom because I'll probably just see some unholy shit out there. There's even loud moaning that's already echoing in the hall even though I'm literally meters away from it. I don't really bother to know where the noises lead, so instead, I just go through the far end of the house and try my luck at the poolside.
It's certainly crowded and most of the people in it are just merely naked. There's even a guy wearing only briefs that's trying to approach me. He's getting close, yet I still can't identify who he is because of his glasses. The familiarity hits seconds later, though, as his hand starts stroking my neck and he starts speaking next to my ear.
"Serge. What are you doing here? You know this party, not a gay club right?" He says.
I just try to furrow my brows once I glance back at him. And I couldn't help but just be annoyed when I see the smirk that's forming on his lips.
"Really? I think I'm not mistaking though, Collier, because seeing all the naked guys in here, I thought you were having an orgy." I answer back at him.
I could already see his expression waver when he hears my words, yet he still hadn't stopped grinning at me like a devil and tsk when he forms a response once again.
"Then, I should have probably invited you since I know how much you like that," he says, trying to be witty.
I cringe at his words and try to hide my uncomfortable feelings with a forced chuckle.
He's not done yet though, since his brows suddenly rose up like he'd just seen a ghost behind me and turns me on my position, trying to at point something.
"But you'll perhaps just be turned off since the guy you like will definitely just be fucking someone else," he whispers, while making me face a sight that leaves me speechless.
Meters away from us, I could see a brown-haired boy making out with a girl who's undoubtedly hot. I try to lean closer to see who it is, but then he suddenly turns and just then did I remember the knowingness of his face. It's also a look that I'm definitely not foreign to. Because it's actually fucking Hogan. The girl in question, though, is none other than his ex, Bre.
"Sucks for you, loverboy," Collier boldly says, and laughs as he exits behind me.
I'm just stuck in my position while staring at the sight of them making out. I'm already used to seeing Hogan kissing someone since he sometimes invites me to their dates. Yet, the cluelessness of me rethinking what he said about him and Bre being over is just a mess right now. Didn't they break up? because it doesn't seem like it from the way she's all over him. I guess he had already changed his mind though, and the acts of him acting like he doesn't want her anymore are surely just for show.
I know I shouldn't be jealous since from the start he was never interested in anything more with me. Yet, I couldn't help but just be struck by it. I don't even have any other options if they're back together. So instead, I just smile and try not to be affected by it all.
I sigh when I finally detain my thoughts and settle myself before I even try to do something that'll embarrass me. I just try to glance away from them when I finally managed to and act casually once I leave the pool.
It sucks, yet I couldn't even feel disappointed. It's much easier that way. He's straight, even if he's been acting so gay for the past few days, and I'm perfectly fine with that, even if it means just me waiting on the sidelines. Damn it, I just probably need to get laid. And besides, my role is just easy enough. Be his best friend and never look at him in any other way. Because i'll only lose him even more, right?