And we continued this without talking about consequences. Every single time we were alone we started to make out or at least sit close and talk about stuff that no one else knew. I felt so comfortable around him and yes, I did start to doubt my sexuality. I had never had a clue. I had been convinced that I was totally straigt. I never knew there might be a possibitly of something else, I never knew I was bi or even gay. I wasn't gay though, I was pretty sure about that because I still had feelings for Keltie. But I couldn't tell her and because I liked her so much still, I couldn't stop dating her. And Brendon didn't care, he did completely understand that.

"How are we doing?!", Pete shouted and sat down next to me with a few drinks, passing them around on the table. We were all at a club to celebrate the success of the tour and the album. "Everything's fine", I replied with a wide smile and put my arm around Keltie next to me. She leaned her head on my shoulder and kissed my neck. "I'm so proud of you", she said and took a sip of her drink. I smiled. "Thank you, babe", I replied and kissed her cheek. "You two are so cute", Pete said with a smirk. "Go find yourself someone too then", I grinned. Keltie laughed. "Please, who wouldn't want him, right?", she agreed. I nodded. Spencer and Jon joined and each took a drink. "Hey, where's Brendon?", I asked them. "He's dancing with this really pretty girl." I looked over to the dancefloor after Jon had said that. He was really dancing close with this girl. And she was pretty, yeah. My heart started beating faster and I could feel the blood rush through my veins really quickly. The way he was looking at her and the way she was looking at him, it hurt me. He was mine. Was I jealous?

When he made his way to the bar after a while, I stood up too. "I'm gonna go get another drink", I explained to the others around the table but no one cared anyway. "Hey, man", Brendon greeted me as we ordered at the same time. "Hey...", I said absently, trying to focus on what I wanted to say, not on the perfect shape of his lips. "Brendon? What was that thing with the bitch on the dancefloor?", I asked and tried to keep calm. "She's not a bitch and her name's Fabiola." "I don't care. What about me? What's up with all that, Brendon?" He looked at me with a confused expression. Then he gritted his teeth and looked at me like he was mad. "Well, you're still with Keltie, aren't you?", he said and seemed hurt now. I could feel how my face became red and he didn't look that calm either. "But just as a cover!", I defended myself and turned around to see if someone was noticing our heated conversation. Luckily no one was. "Well, last time that cover was hidden on your tongue that was down her throat!" I bit my lip. "Whatever", I said and shrugged. He was jealous too, wasn't he? I had to calm down and tried to hold back. I pressed my lips together, took my drink and walked back to the table while Brendon went back to the bitch he had been dancing with before.

I forced myself to not look over again but of course I couldn't. I became more and more jealous over the whole night. Keltie was going early and that left me with no real distraction. After a while I also saw that Fabiola bitch leave the club and Brendon joined our table. "I'm going back to the hotel now so shut up when you come back, okay Ryan?", he asked but didn't even look at me. "I'm leaving too, I think", I said and stood up. Brendon frowned but then he smiled. "Well, alright."

We went back to the hotel together and as soon as the door was closed, he looked at me and his face looked like he was sorry. "I didn't want to be like that to you back at the club, Ry", he said and sighed. I smiled. "It's alright. You were right, I can't expect you to stay single when I have a girlfriend so it's all good." He smiled at put his arms around my waist, then he kissed me. I took a few steps back and he walked with me until my back hit the wall next to the bedroom door. His lips started to move harder on mine and I could suddenly feel his hand tug at my belt. I helped him and then stepped out of my pants as he did the same thing. My heart was racing now and my breath heavy. When his hand grazed over my crotch my eyes widened and I could feel a moan leave my lips. I was so confused and so nervous. He kissed me roughly and then pulled my shirt over my head, I also got him out of his so we both stood there in boxers, me against the wall and him in front of me, kissing me. I could feel him hard against my thigh. I licked my lips and smashed my lips on his again. I wanted to feel him even closer. I could suddenly feel his hand go down my pants, rubbing my crotch. I moaned. "Brendon...", I whimpered and bit my lip. I was so confused, I couldn't understand why he was causing this fast heartbeat. He pulled my boxers down completely and smirked as he saw that I was hard too. He got down on his knees in front of me and I gasped as he took my boner in his mouth fully. How was he so good at this when he wasn't even gay and had only been with girls? I moaned loudly for him and ran my hands through his hair. That felt so good and I didn't even feel weird because he was doing it. "Oh my...", I moaned. He got up again and took my hand, pulling me into the bedroom. I could feel he was shaking too as he stepped out of his boxers as well. Then he turned me around and kissed the back of my neck. "Are you sure about this?", he asked with a slight doubt in his tone. "I don't know, are you?", I said, breathing heavily. "I think so." "Then I am too", I admitted, trusting him. He placed his hands on my hips and then pushed himself inside me, making me moan for him instantly while he started going in a steady pace, groaning my name into my ear and leaving love bites on my neck.