(a/n) So this is one of the side bar story that has been on my mind. Depending on how many reviews the side bars get determine which story I will work on more. This is just to give you a taste. If you like review to get more.
Shake it up.
Here I stand, in this pizzeria behind this counter after closing time. There he stands, my friend Ty whom decided to help me on this short staffed day. Everyone else was gone for the night while we stayed and finished cleaning.
What would be the best way to tell this story? I think I'm in love with this guy's sister, Rocky.
Contrary to what most people may think I really do like 'em smart. Rocky is so smart and there is no denying how beautiful she is. Her hair sparkles in the sunlight while her light brown eyes gleam and radiate with the luminance of a thousand suns. I mean she was almost going to become a model. Then her bubbly personality, self dignity, and independence. Sure she lets Cece talk her into things but other than that, independent.
"Deuce ... Deuce" Ty called. Are you okay? You're suppose to be cleaning the counter with a cloth, not giving it a spit shine. Deuce looked down to find a small puddle of his drool resting on the counter. He cleaned it up and then wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of the opposing hand.
"So deuce what had you all spaced out and fantasying?" Ty finished mopping the floor where some kid spilled soda and walked over to take a seat on a stool in front of the counter.
"Nothing" Duece said looking down to see of he missed any spit from his drool fest.
"See now you're lying" Ty said looking straight at Deuce who when finally looked up noticed the sharp glare.
"A-and how would you know if I was lying" Deuce was frightened a little by the look he was getting from Ty.
"Because you either get r-really nervous" Ty stammered to mimic deuce "or you refuse to look someone in the eye."
Deuce stood there behind the counter speechless. All this time he had tells. A con man never had tells, he was always supposed to be calm, cool, distant, and alluring.
As deuce continued to ponder this new information Ty sat in his seat amused. Deuce looked as if his whole life was a bad lie and that everyone knew.
"So about that nothing" Ty chuckled as he was hoping to regain deuce's attention.
"Okay it's your sister." Deuce whispered
Ty was completely caught off guard. Deuce spacing out meant fantasying, fantasying meant infatuation, and infatuation meant problems. Not to mention he had expected to play the guessing game for the next twenty minutes going through the names of every girl deuce knew...that number was few.
"WHHHHHHAAAAAAAAATTTTT!" exclaimed Ty as his normal voice jumped up an octave. "What do you see in her, I was expecting you to say your ex. Now that you've said Rocky I was hoping you would say your ex."
Deuce didn't exactly know how to respond. He never thought things through, just went with the flow. He didn't expect his friend to object but then again it was his sister. Maybe he just assumed that she wasn't his type.
"Ok" Ty said breaking the silence.
"ok what?" deuce asked quizzically.
"If you really like my sis then I don't mind setting you up."
"Really?" deuce said ecstatically
"Yea" said Ty. "I mean you practically live at our house anyway so getting the contact time in between you two is easy. Besides I trust you with my Sis, hell if I wasn't straight I would date you.
Deuce blushed a deep crimson which was gone unseen in the dim lit room. That was an unusual complement, and Ty usually never complemented anyone but himself... while looking in a mirror.
"So you want to come over tonight. We can chill and tomorrow I can teach you how to get a girl"
"Sure let me just grab the key so I can lock up."
"And I'll grab my jacket" Ty walked toward the table where he left his jacket. On the way there he slid on the wet floor, catching himself on a nearby table.
"Hey deuce, what do you want me to do with this mop"
"Just leave it; someone else can get it in the morning. GOT IT!" everyday that key was hidden in a different spot. By the sound of a door shutting today it seemed to have been stuffed in the frig.
Deuce came walking from the kitchen with the newly found key heading straight for Ty whom was putting on his jacket; by the time he noticed the foot steps right behind him it was to late. Ty turned around to only clash with deuce that tripped over the mop.
Deuce hit Ty with enough force to knock them both off their feet seeing as Ty shoes were still wet and had no traction. Deuce landed on top of Ty arms barely braking the fall. As if in slow motion, in the dim light deuce and Ty shared a simple kiss. Even though shock abated the kiss intensified drastically. They both closed there eyes getting lost in this new strange embrace, heat, passion. This strange need and hunger that had there lips begging for more, needing more.
FIREWORKS
Deuce being the first to return to reality subtly broke the kiss. He leaned back and sat upright. He was breathing hard trying to return the lost air to his lungs and Ty was doing the same. Then
SILENCE
"... you can get off me now"
Deuce looked down to notice he was still on top of Ty. The gruff voice was unexpected but he obeyed. He stood up first by pushing off Tys chest then using a table to pull himself the rest of the way up. He reached down to give Ty a hand but it went ignored.
Ty stood up and brushed past deuce and headed toward the door. Deuce stood completely still, hand still outstretched as if Ty was still there on the floor beneath him. The bell on the door jingled as it was pushed open and fell closed.
Deuce stood there alone with mixed emotions running amok through his head and heart. He had to sit down, the world was spinning. He has never kissed anyone and felt like this. He couldn't explain it, the feeling in the pit of his chest. The sudden warmth that engulfed his entire being. The twinge of pain.
The bell rang once again and Tys voice rang clear through Deuces hectic thoughts.
"You coming?"
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Both boys finally ended up at Tys house in Tys room as usual. Deuce still had clean cloths from the last time he stayed over -which was two days ago- folded in a corner of Tys draw. After he and Ty both washed and changed they were faced with an unspoken dilemma. It was late and both boys were ready to sleep but the question was where. They usually slept together in the large bed but both boys were finding nugatory deeds to keep them busy trying to avoid the other.
Deuce kept counting and recounting the different items in his jacket, rearranging them, then putting them back in there original pocket.
Ty kept walking back and fourth picking up little things, trying to keep his already clean room cleaner. Then once everything was picked up he started doing sit up beside the bed. He kept count silently in his head loosing count once he hit fifty.
"knock knock!" CeCe opened the room door and peered in. "Hey you two, I see you are having a guys night." CeCe smiled. As she began to walk in but a familiar hand grabbed her shoulder.
"CeCe why can't you just call it a sleep over." rocky sighed
"Cause it's not a sleep over" said both boys who hadn't spoken all night, to
Rocky.
"That's why." CeCe said with her usual relaxed notation. Both girls giggled and shut the door and walked to Rocky's room.
"So..." they said in synchronized verbatim.
"You first " Deuce said gesturing across the bed.
"You can have the bed tonight; I always liked the couch better anyway." Ty stood up and grabbed one of the pillows off the bed. He made it to the door and stopped. He didn't turn around; he just spoke toward the door.
"What were you going to say?"
Deuce froze, petrified with fear.
"Nothing. It can wait until tomorrow."
"Ok." Ty walked out of the room. When the door was closed he leaned against it before walking away.
Deuce laid curled up in nothing but his boxers on Tys bed thinking. When the temperature inside the house finally dropped he was more than happy to glide underneath Tys thick plush cover.
'Urgh why didn't I tell him to put the mop up?'
Deuce drifted asleep that night ready to face tomorrow.
Deuce awoke the next morning rested and slightly pessimistic about the outcome of today's events yet to come. When he tried to move his right arm it was stuck under something. Then he noticed his legs were caught in something, wait no, SOMEONE!
Deuce finally noticed the light breathing and the rise and fall of a chest against his cheek along with a suffocating heat. He opened his eyes only to gaze upon the lightly tanned kissed skin of the body which held him near. It was Ty; and as usual he was wearing nothing but his signature boxer briefs.
This was another reason they refused calling it a sleep over. Two guys constantly staying with each other on a normal basis, sleeping in the same bed each night only wearing a thin piece of cloth over there nether regions. Yea try telling anyone that and they would come to one of two conclusion. Either you were eight or that someone's monkey was getting spanked.
Ty began to stir which made deuce tense up.
'How could we have possibly ended up like this?' Deuce quickly picked his brain for what to do next. He could pretend to still be asleep. He didn't know how well it would work though.
Ty stopped moving and for safe measures deuce raised his head. He looked up and for the second time in less than twenty-four hours was caught in Tys glare. So surprised deuce acted on instinct and shoved Ty out of the bed.
"What do you think you were doing?" Ty yelled as he stood up.
"Me! The last time I checked you were supposed to be on the couch." Deuce raised his voice to match Tys fury
"It was cold and I came to sleep in MY bed but I was far away from you."
"So what you're saying is I was the one that put myself into your arms"
"Well it sure as hell wasn't me"
The room entered a familiar silence which meant one thing. Another awkward moment had just occurred. What was happening and why was it happening.
Ty walked back toward the bed and pick up the digital clock.
"5:03. I'm going back to sleep. I probably won't get much seeing how we just woke up everyone in the house and the neighbors" Ty laid on his side of the bed with his back toward Deuce and Deuce did the same. Eventually they would have to address it. The tension that was constantly in the air between them. All because of a stupid kiss. Deuce figured he might as well be the bigger man.
"Ty?"
"What is it?"
"I think we need to talk" Ty inadvertently held his breath before replying.
"Yea you're right. I didn't tell you but when I left the room I bumped into CeCe and I set it up so the four of us are going to see a movie. I think that seeing a movie gives you a decent ice breaking conversation to have with Rocky."
"Huh?" deuce replied
"Well technically today is the tomorrow I promised to help you date my sister.
"Yea I know and I appreciate the help but I think we should talk about."
"Nothing, there is nothing else we need to talk about.
"But"
"NOTHING else" Tys stoic voice turned harsh during his last nothing.
And now there's the word nothing. Constantly being used to pretend problems didn't exist.
"I wouldn't call us nothing" Deuce muttered under his breath.
"What?" Ty demanded. "There is no us. I'm me and you are you. There never was, isn't, and never will be us"
"That's not what I meant" Deuce tried explaining.
"It isn't, then what did you mean faggot."
Deuce was ready to retaliate but did something else instead. He threw the covers from over himself and got out of Tys bed. He opened the draw that contained the last few articles of clothing that he owned and put them on. He grabbed his jacket and tossed it over his shoulder.
"I can't believe you" deuce muttered. He stormed out of the room slamming the door shut behind him. Rocky was already in the hallway pretending as if she wasn't trying to get closer to the room door to hear what all the commotion was about.
"Oh hey deuce, just walking to the bathroom like any other normal teenage girl does in the middle of the night"
"Whatever"
Rocky stopped in her tracks. Deuce had walked straight to the front door and was opening it. He was leaving and the sun was not even up yet.
"Hey deuce" Rocky called are you sure you don't want to stay longer?
"I'm positive. No need of being where I'm not wanted"
"Well I hope you're still coming to the movies with us. It starts at 2 at the usual theatre. Don't be late." Deuce couldn't ignore Rocky. Even while angry, Deuce couldn't resist that natural charisma she had which made him feel good.
"Wouldn't miss it" deuce walked out of the apartment and made his way outside. He made his way home through the dimly lit humid morning.