So not where I originally wanted to go with this but I prefer the new version, hope you guys do too XD

Durex, Douche-Bags and Doing The Right Thing

"Hey, it's Roxas. I picked up your phone by mistake this morning and left mine in your room. Meet me at Costa in half an hour and we can swap phones...and maybe talk about what happened last night." Before I could answer the line when dead as Roxas ended the call. My head was spinning, what was I going to do?

Firstly I had to actually find Roxas' phone, it was probably still somewhere in Tom's room... No sooner had that thought entered my mind when a sudden wave of horror crashed over me – did Tom see me and Roxas in his bed? Did he see that we were both naked? If he did would he tell Jess? How was Jess going to react? She got really mad when I brought a girl back to her room when she lived in halls (that might have been because we had sex on her bed...and Jess had to work with this girl in drama and the girl in question kept asking her why I never called her back.)

"Axel!" The sound of Jess's voice snapped me out of this increasingly worrying train of thought.

"What?" I asked stupidly.

"I said 'you look pale are you alright?'" she asked. I nodded and grinned my usual grin so that she wouldn't think anything was wrong.

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm gonna go look for this guy's phone." I told her. She narrowed her eyes at me, I could tell she wasn't buying my 'I'm ok' line, she never does, so I bolted upstairs before she could ask anymore questions.

I virtually turned Tom's room upside down looking for Roxas' phone, eventually I found it next to a bottle of Durex Play. I didn't want to know what it was doing there so I grabbed it and quickly left the house shouting a hurried goodbye to Jess as I went.

I stood outside Costa, dread filling me like a lead weight. I thought about the situation I was in; last night I had gotten very drunk and ended up in bed with another guy. Jess was right, no matter where I went I always managed to get myself into trouble. Maybe I should join a monastery...no chance of me getting into trouble there. I was weighing up the pros and cons of this ridiculous idea when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned round to see a shock of spiky blonde hair and a pair of giant blue eyes.

"Hey." Roxas said, an embarrassed look on his face.

"Hi." I replied. I wasn't sure what I should do. I mean we kissed last night so should I kiss him now or was that too forward. Should I hug him or again is that weird, I mean I don't really know him that well...or at all if I'm honest. So I did the only thing I knew wouldn't be completely inappropriate and handed him his phone. "Here's your phone."

"Thanks." he took it and smiled then handed me mine. "Here's yours." I took it and smiled a sort of awkward half smile. We stood there in awkward silence for a few minutes, neither of us sure what to do or say next then Roxas finally broke the tension. "Shall we go inside and get a drink."

"Yeah, that sounds great." I replied and followed him inside the coffee shop.

After we had ordered and got our drinks we sat down at the same table that we had been sitting at yesterday. That first meeting seemed so far away...fuck me, I'm starting to sound like the narrator of one of those shit movies from the eighty's. Pull yourself together Axel and have some pride, for the love of God! I decided to jump in and break the tension that had arisen between us again.

"So..." I began. Shit, I really should have thought this through before I actually started talking, once again coherent thought was eluding me.

"Shall we talk about what happened last night?" he asked taking a sip of his coffee.

"Yeah that would be good." I replied lamely. I had no idea what actually happened last night so maybe he could fill in the blanks. The blonde looked at me expectantly, like he expected me to be the one to start talking. That would have been ideal if I knew anything, he could tell me we were beamed up by aliens, taken to their home planet and vigorously probed and I would have believed it, so I decided to come clean. "I don't actually remember what happened last night."

"Well," he began blushing slightly. "we started kissing then things got a little bit...heated." Nice hedging, I thought, there's is always a more sophisticated way of saying we got drunk and fucked. "Then..." he stopped again, oh God it can't be that bad can it. "I went down on you, you called me a girl's name and then passed out."

Oh Christ! 'Beam me up Scotty' would have been preferable compared to that. My face was on fire and I prayed that Jess never found out about this, she would never, NEVER let me live it down. I sat there staring, slightly open mouthed doing my (as mum used to call it) guppy impression. What do you say to that revelation? The shear shame I was currently feeling was rendering me utterly mute.

"Look Axel, I'm not going to tell anyone about last night and I'd appreciate it if you didn't either." he said. I sat there still looking like a deer caught in the headlights and still without the capacity to form a sentence or even make noise. He sat there staring back at the expression on my face for a few minutes. "Axel, I have a boyfriend and I don't want him to find out about you and me." It was after he had dropped this bombshell when my vocal chords finally got themselves into gear and the mist of shame that had been swirling around my brain lifted.

"So," I began, slightly horsely after having sat with my mouth open for too long. "you have a boyfriend and you don't want him to find out about...what?" I asked, I was slightly confused by what he was asking I mean he had come over to my table yesterday. He had kissed me last night, he had given me head.

"About last night, about you and me." he said. I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Dude, there is no 'you and me'." I replied in slight exasperation and (if I'm honest) slight hurt. "As I remember it you came over to me yesterday. You were the one who got in a mood when I didn't tell my sister that I was with you."

"Ok yes, I can see I'm slightly in the wrong here but you were the one who kissed me last night." he said. Oh hell no! Yeah I told him I thought he was beautiful (I remembered that much at least) but he had been the one making all the first moves.

"I think you'll find you were the one who kissed me first." I realised how juvenile I might be sounding but I was annoyed. I was not going to be blamed for this guy cheating on his boyfriend when I had no knowledge of his existence (I mean when someone's hitting on you you don't expect them to turn round and tell you they have a partner.) "And you went down on me and never even hinted at being with someone else, so as far as I can see you are totally in the wrong here."

"Axel, if you'd just let me explain..." he began. I downed my coffee (that was stupid, it was still at that temperature that is unfit for human consumption) and stood up.

"Hell no, I'm not going to sit here and listen to you try and feel better about yourself. See you around...or not." I shot his own word back at him and left.

As soon as I was out of view of Costa I pulled out my mobile (I was very glad that we had exchange the devises before I had a relatively girlie, if entirely justified, hissy-fit and stormed out) and dialled Jess's number. On the second ring she picked up.

"I see you got your phone back then." she said.

"Yeah, I should have left it and just replaced the shit thing." I laughed.

"I'm so glad that's actually you, that would have been really embarrassing if it wasn't." Jess remarked. I grinned, my sister was such a ditz sometimes.

"Are you still at home?" I asked her.

"Yeah, Tom came back for a few minutes but he had to rush off to work, so I'm home alone and I'm bored." she said.

"Ok I'll be back soon." I told her.

"Cool, see you in a bit." she said and I could tell she was about to end the call.

"Jess," I said quickly, getting her attention. "I've got to tell you something..."

...TO BE CONTINUED...