Here without you~
Previosly~ (I leaned in as quickly as I possibly could, not giving him any chance to escape, before I attached my lips to his in a gentle kiss./ "Gabby" Just the way he said my name made my breath hitch slightly. He was just so beautiful and perfect and amazi- "I'm gay.")
I crunched my eyes closed tightly, my breath coming in heavy as my face jerked abruptly away from his and I leaning back on the log, a shaking hand running down my face.
"You're kidding right?"
"Sorry."
I looked at him, intending to glare but the innocent look on his face wouldn't let me. Of course he was gay. And I couldn't really be mad at him for me thinking he wasn't gay right? If anything, he may be offended by ME thinking he was straight. Oh god, what if he hated me now?
"We're still friends right?" my eyes widened in fright. If he ended our friendship now I don't know how I would survive.
"Only if you give me Embry's number."
His whole face lit up as a chuckle raised in his chest. He pulled me in and hugged me in a bone crushing hug until I couldn't breathe.
We stood together, him lacing our fingers as we walked back towards his scooter. "Admit it, you only liked me for my devilish good looks." he teased in a way that said he wouldn't just let me get away with kissing a gay guy. As if we were life-long friends and he could simply tease me about anything.
"Nah." I grinned up at him, "it was your scooter."
"So," I announced as I plopped down next to Foster with a bowl of popcorn. The lightly buttered puffs of goodness splashed everywhere and I frowned, though Foster didn't seem to mind.
"What are you WATCHING?" I raised an unsure brow at the aliens and zombies on screen. " I thought you were gay?"
He chuckled and tucked me under his arm. "Gay guys like alien vs zombies: the revenge of Dr. Mark."
I watched on in disbelief until I spotted Dr. Mark. A tall, muscles, blond guy with all the right features.
"I hate the credits." I groaned when the credits tumbled expertly down the screen and out of existence.
"The credits don't like you either." Foster said around a mouthful of popcorn.
"I'll have a word with their mother." I yawned snuggling closer into his chest. Is it wrong to have feelings for a gay guy? It was like the nerd falling for the jock. I knew it would never happen, but I just couldn't help it. He was just so... Foster. I barely knew him and I was ready to spend the rest of my life chasing him.
"GABBY!" The loud knocks accompanied Paul's voice.
"Go away!" I screamed back, making Foster jump.
"What happened with you two?" he whispered into my hair but I ignored him, and the butterflies in my tummy.
"GABBY OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR OR IM BREAKING IT DOWN!"
"DON'T YOU DARE!" mom would have a fit if he did. And he'd probably blame the whole thing on Foster.
"I want to talk to you!" he yelled again, banging harder on the door. I stood up from next to Foster just incase he did break the door down, I didn't need him killing Foster too.
I shook my head, charging into the kitchen and throwing the empty popcorn bowl into the full sink. I hadn't even realized what a mess the house was until now. It's a wonder my mom didn't ground me from lack of care yet. I'd have to clean it tomorrow. God knows Mike never will. Besides, it was kind of an unspoken rule that I was the one to clean up around here... And do everything else.
"Just let him in." Foster said from the doorway as Paul continued to pound on the door.
"So now you're on his side? You should've seen them all! All of them just sitting by and watching Kim, my ex best friend, blame ME for everything! This wasn't my fault! It's all THEIR faults. Before them, we were fine, before them , we-"
A choked sob came from me and I was soon engulfed in Foster as he hugged me tightly. I clenched my fists around his shirt and cried into him, feeling slightly bad for getting his shirt all wet and soggy. He didn't mind. We ignored Paul for another minute before Foster pulled away and went to open the door. I followed.
Paul stumbled in, taking in the sight of my puffy red eyes and Foster standing there holding open the door.
Without hesitation Paul punched him in the face, soon followed by him exploding into a giant grey wolf.