Chapter 2
"S-s-sto-stop!" I screeched in between fits of laughter.
"Never!" Logan's deep husky voice chuckled as he watches me squirm with amusement.
"I-I will do an-anything." I shout as he tickles me.
"Fine! I will stop if you promise to come the party I have planned for you."
"O-okay! But p-pwease s-st-stop." I begged innocently.
We had just gotten back from school and I had ran straight up to mine and Logan's bedroom refusing to go to the party. It had worked until Logan decided to sit with each of his legs on either side of me and attacked me with the most evil weapon known to man: tickling.
"Cross your heart hope to die stick a needle in your eye?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow, he stopped tickling me and rests his hands on his hips. .such. .
"Cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye." I laugh looking him in the eye.
"Thank you." He sighs as he climbs off of me allowing me to sit up on my bed.
"It starts at 5:00." He mumbles looking down to his phone. "It's 4:30 now. Get changed into something other than a hoodie and jeans." He commands.
Shaking my head I walk so close to him that I can feel his warm breath on my face and look up to meet his eyes. "Never." I state simply.
"Really?" He questioned as he stares at me, his green eyes giving no hints of his thoughts.
"Yes." I reply quickly.
"Fine." He sighed spinning around and walking over to his wardrobe.
"Don't you dare take your top off." I mumble to myself as I watched the back of the black haired boy, his hands threatening to reach for the bottom of his top.
"Why are you staring at me?" He asks as he pulled the red top over his head and drops it on the floor.
Don't turn around. Don't turn around. Oh god. Oh god. No! Don't turn around.
"I'm not, I-I, bye." Stuttering I walk out the room as I watched my feet drag along the red carpet, why did this have to happen to me?
It was revealing to step into the quiet hallway and take a breather, I'd finally gotten settled into the new house and I go and react like that to something I knew would happen eventually. Part of me wished that we had separate rooms, but another part was happy that we didn't.
Once I knew the coast was clear I exited the bathroom and decided to give Logan some kind of pleasure in me wearing something different, his room had white walls that contrasted dramatically with the blood red carpet that filled the floor. There were a few posters here and there but they weren't anything too extravagant, his room was at the back of the house so it overlooked the large garden that was complete with flower bushes and a metal climbing frame for Marie. It's a snug and homely house, I just wished that it had a bedroom that was ready for me to move into already.
Sighing I strolled over to my suitcase that was neatly tucked under my beds metal frame, our things still hadn't arrived from our old house so we were stuck living out of suitcases and bags that we'd brought on the plane. My mum had planned that we were going to go shopping once we were settled in anyway, of course that went to hell as soon as she realised that she doesn't need anything and I can go by myself.
Logan was downstairs welcoming a few of the people who I assumed were his friends when I'd finished changing into some black skinny jeans and a plaid button up shirt. "How's it going newbie?" Someone asked as I reached the bottom of the stairs that lead into the kitchen.
"I thought we spoke about this Todd?" Logan muttered to the blonde haired boy who had to be at least 3 foot taller than me. Then again most people here were taller than me.
I was about to tell Logan that it doesn't bother me when the bell rang and a bunch of girls came running in, straight past me and and into the kitchen. I wonder if Katie was coming?
"Don't worry about them, have some fun." Someone shouted from behind me so that I could hear them over the screeching coming from, well, everywhere now.
"I'll try, but it's kinda hard when I don't know anyone." I replied as I spun around to be met with a guy who was drop dead gorgeous. His eyes were a icy blue colour that somehow felt warm, his hair bright orange and light freckles covered his face. "Evan." I said as I held my hand up in the small gap between us for him to shake.
"Well, you know me now. The name's Carter." He chuckled taking my hand, his skin soft and warm.
"Woah, woah, woah. Look what the cat dragged in!" Logan laughs as him and Cater high five over my head, "Didn't think you were the partying type."
"Thought I'd make an appearance, heard there was a cute new guy here." Wait? What?
"Now now, you better not hit on Evan here, he doesn't swing that way. At least I think he doesn't." So wait, now I'm the 'cute new guy'? Plus, who was this guy?
"I guess there's only one way to find out." Carter laughs as he takes a step closer, the distance between us getting smaller than originally, if that could even happen. Being stuck between two of the hottest people I've seen is probably every gay guy's dream, except they don't know that. I'm screwed.
"Not what you're thinking Carter, so, Evan, you gay? You like guys? You like a bit of that a-"
"No, excuse me." Oh god, I couldn't let him finish what he was saying whilst he's stood right behind me. Has he already had something to drink?
The whole bottom floor was soon filled with people that soon started to spill into the garden and onto the upper floor, still no sign of Katie though. However I've seen plenty enough of Logan and Shannon to be traumatized for the rest of my life.
Luckily I've had the honour of avoiding Carter for a while, knowing my luck that probably won't last too long. The party had turned from dancing and laughter to drunken idiots destroying the place. This I why I don't got to parties, although it has been an experience.
"So, this party was thrown in your honour yet I find you hiding in a corner whilst everyone else is enjoying themselves?" Carter. Of course it would be him, I guess I could humour him for a while.
"Parties aren't my thing, plus, I was forced to go to this one." I laughed as I moved closer to the wall so that Carter could squeeze into the gap on the floor between me and the sofa.
"Ah I see, well, I don't like parties either but you already know my reason why I'm here." He smirked and sat down, it doesn't help that he's so much bigger than me, my only guess I'd that he wants to become an athlete of something. I couldn't help but blush as I remembered what he had said earlier. "So?"
"So what?" I asked as a girl walks past wearing the shortest skirt that really doesn't leave much to the imagination. I can feel Carter's eyes burning through me, as though it was a question that I knew the answer to.
"Well, to put it simply, my gaydar is either going off dramatically when I'm around you or you're just really really camp." He chuckles as I look at him, he can't be much older than me seeing as he's friends with Logan, but he's got to be at least 18. Wait, how can he tell? No one else has said anything about me being gay, not that anyone knows, but still.
"U-uh…" I stuttered as I tried to think of a smart reply, thanks mind, can't help but to go blank at the one time I needed you? "Do you need glasses?" Great, Evan, great.
"Ah I see, avoiding the question, you must be gay then." Something tells me that this isn't going to go down too well, I just hope he doesn't tell anyone.
"I-I'm not gay." I stuttered, although he could clearly see straight through me. His eyes watched mine as though he was looking for some hint of that being true.
"You may say that, but I can tell." He laughs, finally breaking away from watching me. He knows. I have to make sure he doesn't tell anyone.
"Please, please don't tell anyone?" I begged as I turned to face Carter fully, my back to the loud room as I knelt before him with my hands together.
"I knew it!" I could feel my face heating up even more as he turned to watch me, excitement apparent in his eyes. "I won't tell anyone, but, what do I get out of it?" Sighing I sat back down with my back against the wall and my head tilted towards him.
"What do you want?" The thought of having to do something for him so that he won't out me threatened to cause my breathing to quicken, but I knew I had to keep it under control.
"Go on a date with me." It wasn't so much of a question but more of a command, but a date? With another guy?
"How is that going to keep my whole being gay thing a secret?" I deadpanned looking around to see that the room had only a couple of people left, where did everyone go? I let the thought slip away as I remembered the main issue here.
"It won't be an obvious date, just a c-" Carter was cut off by the sound of glass smashing and a couple of gasps and screams.
"What the hell!?" I shouted as I climbed to my feet and ran to the kitchen, a glass had been smashed and now lead on the floor as Logan and everyone else were sat in a circle.
"Evan!" Logan laughed and ran over to me, slinging an arm around my shoulders. "T-the bottle, Shannon got angry that Ze had to kiss me so she smashed the bottle, we were only playing spin the bottle." He sighed as he hung from my side. He was obviously very drunk.
"Woah there!" Carter was cleaning up the smashed glass from the floor as Shannon was trying to punch who I could only assume was Ze. Luckily another girl pulled Shannon out of the room before anything could happen.
"Evan! You should play!" Logan giggles as he pulled me over to where he was before pushing me down so that I'm sat in the circle. Someone had already grabbed another bottle and placed it in the middle of the circle as Carter sat opposite me, I really don't like the idea to be honest, but seeing Logan so happy made my heart ache so I decided to go along with it.
The bottle had been spun and people had gone from kissing to making out within a couple of minutes, I've been lucky up until this point. It had landed on me and I was dreading to think who I'd have to kiss, or make out with depending on who it was. Time felt like it had dragged in the couple of seconds it took the bottle to stop.
Of course, it just had to stop on Carter, a smirk growing on his face as he watched me. I felt my face heat up as I got to my knees and scooted towards him.
"Don't worry, it's just a game." Carter quietly chuckled as he placed his arms around my neck and pulled me towards him, smacking our lips together. Unintentionally I reached my hands up and cupped them around his face as his hand trailed down my spine, slowly pulling me closer. Our mouths moving in complete unison.
Sudden realisation hit me as to what was happening and panic rose in my stomach, I tried to pull away but I couldn't bring myself to use all of my strength. The feeling of panic slowly disappeared, I wanted this, I knew I did. Somehow it felt right, I could feel people's stares burning through my skin as Carter pulled me into his lap.
"Okay, that's enough." I felt a hand harshly grab onto the top of my shirt and pull me away from Carter. Sighing I sat back, leaning against the wall as Logan sat next to me.
"Chill dude." Carter laughed looking at Logan who seemed to be pissed, was it me? Did I do something wrong? "It's only a game."
"Only a game." Logan mumbled half heartedly as he stared at his feet, I took that as my cue to leave.
Standing up I straightened my clothes and walked through the circle to the doorway that lead to the kitchen. "I've got a headache, see ya." I sighed and continued up the stairs to mine and Logan's room, the music booming wasn't enough to hide the shouting coming from down stairs, slowly getting louder.
Before anyone could follow me I went into the ensuite and locked the door. I was hit with the feeling of guilt and panic as I fell against the door. Thoughts swimming through my head as I slowly closed my eyes and lead my head back against the door. That was my first kiss.
Carter took my first kiss.
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