Baylor seems... Nervous... I'm not sure why, but it's like he thinks I'm going to randomly attack him and throw him in a tree.
Wait... That seems fun as hell. But I wouldn't do that to Bay.
Now, Trevor, on the other hand, I would like to punch in the face until he bleeds rainbows. That might take a while, so that's good for me.
"Aden?" Baylor questioned, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked at him.
"You gotta stop zoning out on me. I just spoke like a whole paragraph and you heard absolutely none of it." Baylor pouted.
"I'm sorry Bay. What were you saying? Oh, and why did you come over?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.
He sighed. "Mom and dad keep fighting... A lot. I don't know why, but it's been getting to me and Darcie. I really don't want to see my mom unhappy again... And... Nevermind." He looked away from me.
"Baylor?" I pushed. "What else?"
"N-nothing. There's nothing else..."
"Baylor, tell me." I said sternly.
"You don't want me to tell you..." He said. He still hasn't made eye contact with me. Whatever it is, it must be bad.
"Yes I do. Now spill it."
Sighing, "Fine!" He threw his hands up.
• • •
Baylor's P.O.V.
Oh my god... I need to tell him I went through his messages. I need to tell him. Now. Baylor do it. I don't wanna...
I took a breath before speaking. "Mom and dad keep fighting... A lot. I don't know why, but it's been getting to me and Darcie. I really don't want to see my mom unhappy again... And... Aden?" I questioned, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked at me.
"You gotta stop zoning out on me. I just spoke like a whole paragraph and you heard absolutely none of it." I pouted.
"I'm sorry Bay. What were you saying? Oh, and why did you come over?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.
I sighed. Now I have to repeat it. "Mom and dad keep fighting... A lot. I don't know why, but it's been getting to me and Darcie. I really don't want to see my mom unhappy again... And... Nevermind." I looked away from him.
"Baylor?" He pushed. "What else?"
"N-nothing. There's nothing else..."
"Baylor, tell me." He demanded.
"You don't want me to tell you..." I said. I still haven't made eye contact with him. It's that bad.
"Yes I do. Now spill it."
Sighing, "Fine!" I yelled and threw my hands up.
"I came over because mom and dad were fighting. And... I heard your phone buzz so I looked at it and there was an unknown number. So I checked it. Turns out to be Conner... I... Mayormaynothavetextedhimandtoldhimtofuckoff..." I rushed. And I may or may not like Conner and you...
"What? You may or may not have what?" Aden question.
I sighed, "I may or may not have... Texted him... And told him to... Fuck off... And I may or may not... Have caught... Feelingsforyouandhim..." I rushed out.
"You did what?! BAYLOR! SERIOUSLY?! Now I have to tell him it wasn't me. Oh god. He's gonna hate me..." Aden started pacing. I guess he didn't hear that last part...? Should I tell him?
"Aden... Did you hear that last part...?" I questioned.
He stopped packing and looked at me. "What else did you say?"
Shit.
"Uhm... Well... I might like you and Conner..." I said and looked away from him.
He just stared at me.
• • •
Aden's P.O.V.
"Aden? Did you hear that last part...?" Baylor asked me.
I stopped pacing and looked at him. "What else did you say?" I swear...
"Uhm... Well... I might like you and Conner." He said and looked away from me.
I stared at him.
I didn't know he was into guys. Last time I checked he 'didn't roll that way'. When did that change? Doesn't matter. He trusted me enough to tell him. Now I have to be there for him so he knows he has me.
"Baylor that's okay. When did you realize this?" I asked, pulling myself out of the daze I was in.
He sighed. "I don't know. A few weeks ago? All I know is that I might like the guy who I don't trust around my best friend and I might like my best friend who has always been there for me. I don't know what to do." He put his head in his hands.
I blew out a breath.
"Well, what do you think you want to do? Do you want to act on said feelings towards me or do you want to just forget about them?" I asked.
"I- I don't know. Don't you think it'd be awkward if we dated? I mean, we're best friends. Wouldn't dating screw that up? Like what if we break up and it turned out really bad? I don't wanna lose you as a friend. But I don't wanna lose you to Conner..." Baylor said.
"Do you wanna try?" I offered. "The worst that happens is that we break up and we don't talk for a few days. We will still be best friends, I promise."
"I guess... I just... Don't think I don't want to date you because I do. I just don't want to mess up our friendship in the process. But let's do it. We can try." Baylor told me.
"Alright." I said and nodded. "Let's do it."
He nodded and sighed.
"Do you want a few days to think about it?" I asked.
He shook his head no, "I wanna do this."
"Okay... Well... Baylor, do you want to be my boyfriend?" I asked. I could feel my face burning like it was in the fiery pits of hell.
He blushed, grinned, then nodded, "Yes."
I smiled.
Who knew I'd be dating my best friend?
Shit, Conner. I kissed him earlier... Fuck.
• • •
Conner's P.O.V.
What Aden doesn't know won't kill him...
I'm currently laying on the ground up beside Aden's house, looking into the basement window.
I know, hashtag 'peeping tom'. Yea yea.
Ugh Baylor move over, I can't see Aden's beautiful lips.
Oh fuck it. I groaned and flopped my head down onto my arms.
I lifted it back up a second later and continued my stalking.
Oh, what's this? WAIT. THEY'RE HUGGING. WHY ARE THEY HUGGING? NO, BAYLOR! GET OFF MY MAN! I WILL FIGHT YOU!
He's not your man yet. You haven't popped the q.
Yea yea, shut up.
Aden is smiling. Why is he smiling? I SHOULD BE THE ONE TO MAKE HIM SMILE!
I really need to go home...
I need answers first.
I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Aden.
Conner: Hey, you promised we would talk about it...
I watched as it sent and then directed my attention to Aden pulling out his phone.
I could see his face drop and figured Baylor was asking him questions about who it was based on how he was sitting.
Aden: Now's not a good time. Can we talk tomorrow? Or later tonight after Bay goes to bed? Please?
He stated at his phone until I answered him.
His eyes shot up to the window and I ducked.
Aden: Get out of my yard.
Conner: What are you talking about? I'm not in your yard ?
I sent the text as I backed up from the window and quickly walked away, towards home.
Aden: Yes you were. I saw you.
Conner: It must've been somebody else. I'm seriously not in your yard. I promise.
Aden: Okay... We'll talk later, I promise. Bye.
I didn't bother replying, he's too busy with his new 'boy toy'. I'll just find one of my own, I guess.
I promised myself I would change.
I guess that's not gonna happen.
Back to the old Conner ways it is.