Chapter 4 is up! I'm really sorry for not updating fast…
Uhm… there's a lot of cursing in this one, just FYI :P
Well here you go!:
'W- What are you d-doing here?'
My heart started beating way faster than it should, my hands became sweaty en my knees started shaking.
'Is that really how you're gonna greet me after such a long time? You, my friend, are the worst-'
'SHUT UP!' I frankly screamed at him.
I didn't want him to say that word, ever again.
'Don't be so rude on me,' his melodious voice whispered, and it sounded really close.
I took one step back while I kept my eyes on my own feet.
'What are you doing here, Matthew?' I asked softly and annoyingly it sounded really desperate that way. Fuck.
'Aaah did you miss me?' Matthew asked me and I looked up with furious eyes.
'Fuck off, man!'
He grinned and at me.
Damn, he stilled looked so… good…
His wild black hair still looked like he never brushed it, his skin looked as smooth as it always had and those goddamn light green eyes shined the way the always shined when Matthew looked at him.
And that fucking long, slim, body of his, which was so freaking nice without those clothes…
CONCENTRATE RORY, I mentally yelled at myself, don't let him distract you!
'What if I say that I missed you?'
I looked away and didn't respond to that. He always used these tricks.
'And what if I say that I mean it?'
Too bad, fellow, you can't play me like that. Ha!
'That's my reason, Rory.'
'Yeah… sure,' I mumbled. His personality hasn't changed either.
'I wanted to see-' You know what? Let me play a little too, I thought.
'Yeah, about that reason,' I grinned at him. 'I'm pretty busy here. Doing my "thing", if you know what I mean?'
I blinked at him and put my hands in my pockets, relaxing my body language.
Funny thing was, Matthew really seemed to be stunned by what I just said. Probably because my attitude changed that quickly.
If you're good, you're good, right?
'Sad to hear that,' said Matthew with a bully-like smile.
'Yeah, you know how good I am,' I said with a cocky smile and I let my eyebrows bounce up and down once.
'Hell yes I know that!' Matthews eyes got a little smaller for a second, but then they changed back.
'So if you'll excuse me, I've got other-'
Matthew raised his hand towards me, asking me to stop talking.
So I shut up and listened.
'Maybe we could, you know, do that "thing" of yours together? You know I'm pretty good myself,' he looked at me with a cute smile.
'Ha! Keep dreaming pretty boy,' I said and walked away.
That fucking retard! What the fuck is he thinking? I'm gonna fucking-
'You look like you need this, so it's on me.'
'Can't you just leave me the fuck alone? I swear- oh…,' My cheeks turned red in an instant when I saw it wasn't Matthew how gave me a cup of coffee.
'Well, I can just take it with me and leave you the fuck alone, that's cool too,' Sebastian said while chucking a little.
'I thought you were someone else,' I muttered.
Without asking, Sebastian joined me at the table.
His eyes were fixed on my face and for just a few seconds it actually bothered me, then I recalled that I had started this game the previous time.
'I'm curious, who did you think I was?' Sebastian asked me and put his hands under his chin, making him look so… naïve and cute.
'Ah, nobody,' I said and took a long sip from my coffee.
'Heh, yeah those "nobody's" are really annoying, huh?' the guy in front of me said with a grin which made clear he understood the nobody part.
I nodded and played a little with my coffee.
'Yeah, I guess you just have to clean up after making a mess huh,' Sebastian went on, taking a sip from his own cup as well.
'Very true. One mistake and you're doomed for life it seems,' I grimaced and looked out of the window.
'That's why I clean up.' My eyes slowly made their way towards his.
His shined and sparkled in excitement, knowing he was winning today.
Well, fuck it, I wasn't in the mood to really play today. And he knew what I was talking about, so I figured one normal conversation wasn't that bad.
'And apparently I don't,' I said with a low voice, locking my eyes with his.
'I can teach you, show you.'
'Maybe you should.'
'Maybe I should, yeah.'
'Yeah...'
Sebastian stood up and grabbed his half empty cup.
'See you around, Irish.'
'Just tell me when and where.'
He looked at me seriously for a few seconds, then smiled that cocky smile of his and blinked at me before he walked away.
And by the way of his walk I could tell he knew he had won this time.
'Hmmmmpff!'
I lay down my head on the table, sighing deeply.
Boys…
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