Magnus's PoV
I literally skipped back to mine and Alec's room after dinner, a massive smile on my face. Even some idiot homophobes (there always were some in every school) could not ruin my mood. Speak of the devil …
"What's with the mood, fag? Get some dick last night?" guffaws followed this statement, as if it was the funniest thing in the world. I had to refrain from face-palming, and just replied with my usual sassy attitude.
"Yes, in fact, I did. Tell your dad thanks for the show!" I topped it off with a little wave and carried on, grinning at the mental image I had of their stunned faces. They really should have seen that one coming.
"Well, hello there, Alexander dear." I said as I pranced into our shared room. Alec was sitting on his bed cross-legged, staring intently at a piece of homework as if willing it to complete itself. I plopped down on his bed behind him and rested my chin on his shoulder, looking at what happened to be our latest maths homework. My smile slipped slightly.
"Shit, when's that due in?"
Alec laughed and rolled his eyes. "Not for another week. But I thought I'd get it done early."
"Ugh, boring." I said, and Alec laughed a little again. "Well. I'm going to take a shower."
I hopped off of Alec's bed and went to get my towel, pausing for a moment. I shrugged, reached behind me and lifted the shirt over my head, exposing my chest. I smirked, seeing Alec watching in my peripheral vision. I made sure to wink at him as I walked to the bathroom, loving the blush that spread across his cheeks. He was so fricking adorable; it was hard to keep my hands off him at times. Scratch that – it was hard to keep my hands off him at ALL times.
Alec's PoV
I sighed as Magnus entered the bathroom. This guy was going to be the death of me, I swear.
I begrudgingly turned back to my maths homework. Ugh, why did maths exist? And why couldn't it at least make an effort to be less boring. Jeez.
I was just writing down the last answer when I heard Magnus's voice coming from the bathroom. What, was he out of shampoo or something? I got up and walked closer, pressing my ear to the door. I was about to ask him what it was he wanted (A/N heh heh … you. *clears throat* sorry, could not resist) when he spoke again. Or, more likely, sang.
Call me crazy, maybe I'm insanely
Out of my mind, but it'll never faze me
If I have to, I'm not afraid to
Save my heart for you
Fuck. I knew Magnus sang from when we were in Riverbend High, but … wow. Either I didn't remember his voice well or he had gotten better. And he has good taste in music, too – that song is amazing. (A/N seriously it is; it's called Save My Heart by Jason Reeves and OMG)
The first time that you smiled
So shyly back at me
I couldn't help myself
Just then Magnus opened the bathroom door, still singing softly, and stopped abruptly when he saw me standing there. He raised his eyebrows.
"Are you alright?"
I blushed, but, once again, my straightforward self spoke for me. "You were singing."
To my surprise, a faint blush crept up Magnus's neck. He shifted uncomfortably. "Yes…"
I hurried to explain, "I mean, you're really – you're good."
Magnus snorted. "Thant's what she said."
"Magnus!"
"Sorry, sorry!" He raised his hands in surrender, and then smiled. "Thank you, Alexander. For your comment on my singing, I mean. From what I remember, you can sing too." He moved to his bed to get some clothes on – no, he wasn't naked – because all he had was a towel around his waist. I had been studiously ignoring this small detail, but now I blushed because of his obvious bareness and his compliment.
"Um … I guess."
Magnus sat on his bed and patted the spot next to him. Once I had sat down, he spoke. "Sing for me."
My eyes widened. "Um, no. No way." I laughed nervously. Magnus nudged my shoulder with his. "Come on, you've heard me sing."
I bit my lip. "I…"
"Come on, Alec!"
I sighed. "Fine. Uhhh…" I thought for a moment. What song could I … of course.
It's just another night
And I'm staring at the moon
I saw a shooting star
And thought of you
I sang a lullaby
By the waterside and knew
If you were here,
I'd sing to you
You're on the other side
As the skyline splits in two
I'm miles away from seeing you
I can see the stars
From America
I wonder, do you see them, too?
I finished the first verse and looked at Magnus uncertainly. He stared at me for a moment with an unreadable expression in his eyes, then: "is that song about someone?"
"Um. Yeah. My little brother, Max, he … um, he-"
"It's alright; you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." Magnus said, smiling slightly at me. I returned the smile. "But you do have an amazing voice, Alec."
I blushed. "Thanks."
There were a few moments silence, then: "well, um, I'm going to take a shower too, so …"
I jumped up, grabbed my towel and ran into the bathroom.
The next day, in Drama class, Mr. Burton, after making us pair up with someone of the same gender, made an announcement.
"This year's play will be all about promoting gay rights and such. So, if there are any pussies who can't grow a pair and kiss someone of the same sex, I think you should get out now, because today we'll be looking into the play."
Silence followed his statement. Obviously, I had no problem with it because … obvious reasons, but I could see a fair few who were shifting uncomfortably. I caught Magnus's (who was my partner) eye and he smirked at me. I don't know why, but I found myself blushing. Was I missing something?
"So, first thing is looking into each other's eyes. If you have a problem with this, look at their eyebrows, which looks like you're looking at their eyes."
At this, Magnus wiggled his eyebrows comically, and I almost had to clap my hand over my mouth to keep from giggling.
I tried to concentrate on the task and looked into Magnus's eyes. I remembered how, when I had pointed them out, Magnus had freaked. Hmm… what was the deal with them? Why was he so sensitive about them?
"Now take a step closer to each other. Don't laugh, or look away."
Everybody did. A few of the girls giggled.
"Now another step."
We did. Our noses were almost touching. Shiiiiit. I am going to hyperventilate. Suddenly a whiny voice interrupted the exercise: "sir, if we get any closer, we're going to kiss them!"
Mr. Burton rolled his eyes. "You are in a drama lesson. If I wanted you to kiss your partner, you would kiss your partner. That clear?"
Then the bell rang. Everybody stepped away from their partner gratefully; I almost tripped over my feet in my haste to get away. If I stayed there any longer I would probably explode.
You know you get those nights that no matter what you do, or how you lay, or how much duvet you have on or off, you can't get to sleep?
I was having one of those nights.
I looked at my digital clock. 12:37. I desperately tried to close my eyes and force myself to sleep when I saw the figure of Magnus getting up out of bed, picking some things up off of his bedside table, and creeping into the bathroom, clearly not wanting to be seen. I stayed still, pretending to be asleep. The bathroom door shut, and there was silence. After a few minutes there was a few sniffing noises, then a sob. I sat up immediately. What on earth was Magnus doing?
Magnus PoV
As I took the last lens out of my eye I sighed, desperately trying not to look in the mirror – but failed, as I always did. My reflection stared back at me, hideous. A monster. This is what killed my mother. I killed her. It was my fault. If I had just been normal …
I sighed again, angrily, and ran a hand through my hair. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, and I let out a quiet sob before clapping a hand to my mouth. Oh shit, please don't say he heard …
There was silence, and I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe he was still asleep, like the past few nights. If only I could keep my contact lenses in all the time, then life would be so much easier, but I had to take them out for the night, at least.
I took one last glance at the mirror, hating myself for it, then gathered up my contact lens solution and headed back into the bedroom. I felt one last tear of self-hatred drop out onto my pillow, then turned over and fell asleep, dreaming of dead bodies and distorted versions of different pairs of eyes.
YES. Finished chapter four! Yay! Review if you want to know more about Magnus's myyysteryyy and what happened to Max and the play and auditions and ssttufff.
Maybe probably indefinitely update tomorrow. Possibly Monday cuz imma going to da beach on Sunday bitchass. Oohh. That was meant to be pronounced "bitchez" but it turned into bitchass. Well then.
BYE BITCHASS…es?
