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Chapter Seven
Adam POV
Family Night. This was something that hadn't happened since Mum moved out, so I was pretty surprised when I walked into the kitchen after school to find Dad cooking and saying dinner was nearly ready. I don't know what was more surprising: Dad cooking again or trying to bring back an old tradition that had been dead and buried for months.
"What's the occasion?" I asked warily and Dad simply shrugged, giving a small smile.
"Well, I just thought we could all have dinner together and you could have a break from cooking" Dad chuckled "I'm doing pizza, so I won't be killing any of you lot."
"Good to know," I laughed and when my phone started ringing, I pulled it out my hoodie and smiled when I saw the caller ID "I'll be right back."
I hurried upstairs, answering my phone as I got into the room and closed the door behind me.
"Hey, Puckerman" I grinned and Jake chuckled "what's up?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to chat" Jake said casually and I couldn't help but grin the way his voice sounded so cheerful "you bailed after your first day in Glee, was it that bad?"
I sat on my bed and threw my legs up on the bed, leaning back on the pillows. I had actually enjoyed Glee today, everyone was really cool and I liked pretty much everyone in the group… except for Kitty, who was being a bigger bitch than usual. Ethan had instantly starting chatting to Ryder and Sam and Amanda was chatting to pretty much everyone, but Bella remained quiet and sat at the back of the class. The only thing I was slightly nervous about was the dance number in Don't Stop Believing, because I was a shit dancer and I will freely admit that.
"Nah, I had fun," I assured Jake "you seemed a bit distracted though, is something up?"
"It's nothing…" Jake muttered awkwardly and went quiet, but I waited patiently for him to speak and finally he said "Kitty and I broke up."
"Mate, I'm sorry," I said sincerely, not because of Kitty but because this was obviously hurting him "are you okay?"
"I'm cool, seriously it's not a big deal and it's kind of a relief" Jake admitted and I could hear a small smile in his voice "I need to be with someone I actually care about and likes me for me."
"Marley?" I guessed, I already knew that there was history there by Unique filling me in on the couples that were past and present and even though Marley was still with Ryder, she clearly liked Jake. Although it was nice to know that Jake wasn't a cute guy with a bad reputation and he actually had a sensitive side, that was important and I liked that in a guy.
Whoa! Don't even go there, Jake was straight and there was no way in hell that could happen. I had basically known I was gay since I was twelve and I had my first crush on a guy, but I never admitted it to anyone and kept to working out and playing sports rather than worrying about relationships. Truth be told, I never had been in a relationship and I think Kate had sort of figured out why that might be, but we never spoke about it... something I was very grateful for. I pushed those thoughts away and returned to the conversation with Jake, trying to sound casual.
"No, not Marley…" Jake began, but the sound of yelling came from downstairs and I could tell it was my Dad.
"DINNER!"
"Jake, I gotta go." I told Jake, planning to hang up but Jake cut in quickly.
"Do you want to hang out tomorrow?"
I considered it for a moment. It was Saturday and I had nothing really planned "Yeah, okay."
"Great, I'll pick you up at your place" Jake said and I could tell he was grinning "I'll see you later!"
Once I was downstairs and we were all seated around the living room on the sofa with only a slightly burnt piece of pizza, Dad began the usual routine of talking about my schoolwork and Kate's new job as a waitress in BreadStickz, I fell into a comfortable silence and was glad that Dad was trying to make an effort to keep us as a family unit.
Mum still hasn't called, not even sent a text since we've been out here and I knew that she wasn't planning on getting in contact with us anytime soon. She wasn't really that good when it came to being a parent and Dad was basically the father and mother, so it wasn't a surprise when they filed for divorce but I did kind of hope she'd stay in touch when we moved to America.
Clearly that wasn't going to be the case.
The next morning, I dragged myself out of bed well past 12:00AM and stepped into the shower, having a quick wash and almost didn't hear the doorbell ring.
"Door!" Kate called from her bedroom and I sighed in frustration, that girl was so lazy!
"I'm in the shower!" I yelled, washing the shampoo out of my hair "go answer it!"
"I'm doing my hair, I've got a date later and I need to be ready!" Kate snapped and I rolled my eyes, turning off the shower and grabbing a towel. I quickly dried myself and wrapped the towel around my waist and heading downstairs.
Kate was so fucking vain! I think if this house was on fire, she wouldn't get out unless she had a full face of make-up on.
I jogged down the last few steps and into the hallway, opening the front door and seeing Jake standing on the doorstep.
Jake's eyes widened in surprise as he saw me standing there in nothing but a towel, with his mouth slightly open, which made me feel slightly self-conscious.
"Hey Jake," I said awkwardly, giving a small smile and he seemed to pull himself out of his daze "you okay?"
"Yeah, err… I'm good" Jake mumbled and he looked embarrassed as he glanced at his shoes "I just wasn't expecting you to be…"
"Yeah, sorry about that," I said, my face burning slightly red "I woke up late, so I'll just get dressed now."
"There's no hurry," Jake chuckled with a cocky grin, but when I looked at him with raised eyebrows he hastily added "I meant take your time."
Oh. That made much more sense, but at first it did sound like a flirtatious comment… I'm just being stupid.
"Do you wanna come in?" I asked and Jake nodded, so I stepped aside to let him in and closed the door behind him "I'll just get dressed, be right back."
I hurried upstairs, keeping a firm grip on my towel to keep it securely around my waist and went into my room. Once I was dried, I pulled on a pair of boxers, jeans and a blue T-shirt then put my shoes and socks on.
I went back downstairs to find Jake in my living room, looking at one of my baby pictures and I groaned in embarrassment. I was a chubby baby and Dad never let me forget it.
"Don't look at that," I begged Jake as I tried to pull the picture away from him, but Jake sniggered and moved it away from me by holding it higher over his head "Jake, grow up!"
"What? You were cute," Jake smirked and put the picture back on the mantelpiece "I was one ugly black baby, but my Mom has pics EVERYWHERE"
"Really?" I asked with a sly grin as we left the house and headed to Jake's truck "well at least you're okay looking now"
Jake chuckled and playfully punched me in the arm, but didn't say anything else as we got into the truck and he started the engine.
Jake POV
Adam and I sat opposite each other at a table in the BreadSticks, ordering two coffees and a breakfast meal for Adam. The restaurant was less crowded in the afternoons and this was the one time of day that my Mom wasn't working. During the summer and weekends, I spend the majority of my time here to pass the time while my Mom works and the other half is spent doing my homework and having dance lessons that my mother struggles to pay for.
Adam went to pull out his wallet, but I shook my head and he looked at me in confusion.
"I'm paying, Jensen" I said simply as he tried to protest "breakfast is the most important meal of the day and you've technically missed it today."
"I'll pay for myself-" Adam began, but I shook my head and grinned at him. God, he was so persistent.
"I'm paying," I repeated again and it looked like he seemed to admit defeat which made me smirk triumphantly.
"Okay, you win" Adam sighed with a reluctant grin "but next time I'm paying."
My stomach jumped with excitement when he said "next time" and I couldn't help but grin, what the hell was wrong with me?
"So are you not a morning person?" I asked and grinned at Adam's embarrassed facial expression.
"Yeah, but not this morning" Adam said awkwardly "I couldn't even have a proper shower."
My mind instantly flashed back to where Adam had answered the front door wearing nothing but a towel, his defined biceps, chest and stomach still wet from the shower and his short dark brown hair pointing up in random directions. I'd be fucking lying if I said seeing Adam like that hadn't turned me on and just thinking about it now was a possible recipe for an awkward situation downstairs.
STOP!
I quickly turned my thoughts away from any sexual fantasies (there was something seriously wrong with me!), trying to look natural and get the conversation moving in a PG-13 direction.
"So how are you liking Ohio?" I asked, trying to look casual as our coffees arrived and I took an unnecessarily large gulp.
"It's okay," Adam said with a grin that I was starting to find really attractive.
"You not missing home?"
"Not so much now," Adam said and I had the strong feeling that the genuine smile he gave was directed at me, which made me almost swell with pride. This was the perfect opportunity to get to know Adam, so I asked a question that had been bugging me for days.
"What's the deal with your parents? Where's your Mom?" as soon as I asked this I wished I hadn't been so blunt, for all I know I could asked about something that was really painful like his mom had died or she's sick and I mentally kicked myself.
But Adam didn't seem bothered by it and answered honestly "My parents got divorced a year ago and my Mum stayed in England, but she doesn't really bother to stay in touch with me… her loss at the end of the day."
The sad look in Adam's eyes made me do something I never thought I would do and especially not to another guy, I reached over and took Adam's hand that was lying on the table and held it in mine, giving it a comforting squeeze.
He looked just as surprised as I felt, but I ignored what the other customers might think (fuck em!) and looked at Adam with a look of genuine understanding. I actually knew how crap a parent can make their kids feel, I'd had first hand experience of it with my dad and he was a world class jack-ass!
"It is her loss," I told Adam gently, my thumb tracing circles on his wrist "if she doesn't know how amazing you are, then that's her fault."
Adam gave a small smile and nodded.
"Thanks, Jake" Adam said softly "you're a good friend."
I beamed with happiness as I heard him call me that. Okay, my head might be all over the place with my teenage hormones but Adam saw me as a friend and that meant a lot. I was quite content to sit there with my hand wrapped over Adam's, but fate had other ideas.
"Hey Adam, Jake!"
Adam looked up in panic and automatically pulled his hand away from mine, which made me feel angry at whoever had interrupted us and I turned to glare angrily at… Blaine.
Blaine walked over and stood next to our table, grinning at Adam with what he thought was a charming grin but I thought it made him look like a twat.
"Am I intruding?" he asked glancing at the two of us.
"No," Adam said politely at the same time I snapped angrily "Yes!"
Blaine looked at me in slight surprise, but then turned his attention to Adam who was looking at me in confusion.
"Bella told me you weren't confident with your dancing and I was going to offer to be your dance teacher," Blaine said and I glared at him, knowing exactly what was going on through his head. He thought if he helped Adam with this dance number, he could use this lessons to get close to him and then make a move. Not being funny, but with the bow-tie and gelled back hair he was hardly very masculine at the moment.
Asshole!
"You interested?" he asked hopefully and I glanced at Adam, who looked apologetically at Blaine.
"I was actually going to ask Jake to help me," Adam said and I felt like jumping in the air and whooping "only if he wants to…"
"I'd be more than happy to," I cut in quickly and was beaming from ear to ear.
"You sure? Because I'm pretty crap at dancing" Adam said to me with a grin, both of us forgetting Blaine was there.
"Not when I'm finished with you." I told him confidently and then turned to look smugly at Blaine "I think we're good here, but thanks for the offer."
Unfortunately, this didn't bother Blaine in the slightest and he continued to talk to Adam as if I was invisible.
"Well, here's my number," Blaine said, writing it on a napkin and passing it to Adam "maybe we could run through some song choices for sectionals."
Blaine looked at me with an all-knowing-smirk that made me hate him even more as he turned and walked away, but I was certain of two things now:
My feelings for Adam may be becoming more than friendship and I was jealous of Blaine being romantically interested in him as well…
Shit.