15 Interlude: Before Summer Starts (1/2)

--Nathan Carter--

Sitting alone in my room, I noticed a text from Ped.

”Guess what? Brad sent me this!” It read.

There he went again, talking about his new boyfriend. I was definitely happy for him, but at the same time, I really wasn't.

Though Ped and I have never spoke of how we basically just sucked each other off the other time, I secretly really, really liked it. Like sometimes we would be eating together and I'd see him and get horny instantly.

I did like him. A lot.

For the longest time.

But did it still matter now that Ped had his new boyfriend?

I sat and pondered for a while.

Suddenly feeling inspired, I picked up my guitar and a pencil.

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--Brad Mateo--

Laying on my bed, I peeked at Ped who was sound asleep next to me.

It was still dark, and I could only trace his outline with my eyes squinted. The clock on the wall read ”5 a.m.”.

I still remembered when he had stayed over the first night; how he just casually mentioned that his mother had died when he was young, and how I suddenly felt the need to care more for him.