A/N: who said anything about self control?

The thing i dont have

Ha h a

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Keith was supposed to be with a boy. He was gay and he figured that out in seventh grade. So why he was in a relationship with Lalia Sanchez stumped him to no ends. She confessed first so he supposed he didn't want to break her heart at the time.

But he didn't suspect it'd go to the point where he was on a plane ride to Cuba to meet the Sanchez family. Lalia was curled into Keith's body and she was sleeping, Keith was listening to his music.

No I'm at an all time low...

How was it that Jon Bellion could summarize his feelings in one song but Keith couldn't make heads or tails of the situation he was in? He looked at the ceiling of the airplane, unable to fall asleep like Lalia.

Was it because she was pretty?

Did he want the popularity?

Or was he so drunk he forgot all about his sexuality?

Low, low, low, low

Keith hated it when the kissed.

He hated it when they slept together.

He hated how he was tricking Lalia into falling in love with him when he was gay and could never give her the love she deserved.

Low, low, low...

Keith sighed and looked at Lalia's mess of hair. She had cut it to her shoulders two months ago and now it reached her mid chest. He didn't smile as he ought to. He didn't stroke her head. He didn't whisper his supposed undying love to her. He simply looked away and checked his phone for any emails he might've forgotten to check when they were on the ground.

He hated it.

Hated his trickery.

And hated this fucking lie he shared with Lalia.

Lalia woke up to find Keith staring at the chair in front of him before they touched down. She didn't say anything, he didn't say anything. They had their passports checked, they collected their luggage, and they waited for Lalia's twin brother to pick them up.

They said nothing the whole way.

As they waited, Keith checked his emails and Lalia called her brother and yelled at him in Spanish. When she hung up, she looked at Keith and smiled weakly.

"He's... a bit late." she chuckled nervously. Keith raised and eyebrow.

"Sure seems like it." he returned. Lalia looked at the door again.

"He's a nice guy, I'm sure you'll like him."

"He seems prerty sketchy when you describe him to me like that."

"Haha Keith." Lalia rolled her eyes and her eyes lit up when she saw someone at the door, she waved frantically and Keith followed her eyes to... him. He was gorgeous with warm brown skin, chocolate hair, and a slim figure. Keith felt his jaw drop, and his cheeks explode in warmth and crimson. The male caught sight of Lalia's hand and smiled, so wide Keith had the random thought that it was a foot wide. Keith's heart raced as the male approached them. When he was closer, Keith shut his mouth and Lalia ran towards him and the two hugged and cried in Spanish. Keith sat there awkwardly as he made the connection that this was Lalia's twin brother.

Lance Sanchez.

Lance and Lalia stopped hugging and Lalia intwined her fingers with Keith's.

"Lance, this is my boyfriend Keith." she smiled. Lance smiled as well and shook Keith's free hand.

"Pleased to meet ya. The name's Lance." Lance said and Keith felt his cheeks flame again.

"Y-Yeah. I'm glad to meet you t-too. Lalia has told me a lot about you. All good things! Heh..." Keith prayed Lance didn't notice the color on his cheeks, or notice the obvious stutter Keith had suddenly adopted. Lance continued smiling and Keith saw the strange look on Lalia's face. He didn't care though.

Keith was smitten with Lance.

The ride to the Sanchez house was...

Loud.

It involved the twins yelling at each other in Spanish and it involved Keith sitting quietly in the back. He didn't mind, he loved the way Lance spoke every word, the way his eyes lit up, and the way he smirked at Keith when he was least expecting it. Keith utterly loved this boy.

When they reached the Sanchez house, Keith was dizzy and didn't complain when Lance took Keith's suitcase upstairs, leaving Lalia to fend for herself. Lance put the suitcase outside a door and spoke to Keith. Keith didn't hear what he was saying, he was too busy watching the way Lance's lips moved.

"-eith?" Keith's attention towards Lance's mouth and he looked at Lance's eyes instead. Shit. They were good-looking too! Keith settled at looking at Lance's forehead, which was creased in worry. Keith wanted to kiss away those creases. No stop gay thoughts! he thought desperately.

"Sorry I wasn't listening." Keith said. Lance smirked.

"I said Hunk and his girlfriend are arriving soon and I have to pick them up. Do you want to tag along?" Lance repeated. Keith nodded.

"Y-Yeah! Just give me a second to change my shirt?" he asked. Lance nodded and opened the room, took the suitcase inside, and quickly left. Keith didn't look at the room, just focused on opening the damn suitcase and putting on a striped short-sleeve shirt. Then he rushed outside where Lance was waiting for him by his blue car and ushered him inside. Lalia waved them goodbye as Lance drove down the dusty road.

Lance and Keith talked.

And talked and talked and talked.

They talked about Jon Bellion's debut album, about the beaches in Cuba, about how Keith needed to surf at least once before he left.

Not once did they talk about Lalia.

Keith was fucking ecstatic.

Lance didn't even mind the fact that Keith wasn't single, he flirted with him shamelessly.

Keith blushed at each pickup line and didn't protest. A couple times he swore he saw Lance's cheek flush with color as they talked. When they picked up Hunk and Shay, the youths greeted each other as if old friends and Keith was subject to hugs (Hunk) and pecks on the cheek (Shay). Shay was Romanian and as Keith understood it, Romanians greeted friends with pecks on each cheek. Keith had smiled nervously at Shay and Hunk, who shrugged and laughed. It amazed Keith how Hunk didn't mind Shay's affectionate greeting. Lance elbowed Keith in the side and smirked.

"Your face is a strawberry." he said. Keith laughed along.

Yeah..

He was utterly smitten with the other Sanchez twin.

And he didn't mind it one bit.

A/N: just over 1100 words ha ha h a

Hope you enjoyed this lil chap!