AN: Hi everyone! I wanna start off for saying THANK YOU for all of your nice reviews! I know I didn't do any replies but it's only cuz I wasn't sure if anyone but me even likes them. If you do, I love replying to stuff so just let me know ^_^
And you probably noticed the big difference in update time as compared to when I uploaded chapter 2, right? Well that's because I actually had this whole thing written out already but when I read over chapter 3 I realized...I really didn't wanna post it. I felt like I could do more with the story and maybe take it in a new direction. That being said, this chapter is COMPLETELY different from the original lol. And also, I don't forsee this story having any more 'dirty' moments but it may not be a complete impossibility so let me know if you'd wanna read something like that ;) But if you read this and by the end you're like "I dunno if I like the change" then I guess I could always put up the original chapter which is less dramatic and more...exciting? but I don't think it's as developed as I'd like. Guess I could clean it up... It's up to ya'll though.
Chapter 3: About Saturday
"How do you feel about me?"
It was a simple question, one that should've been simple to answer. Unfortunately for Glitch, it wasn't.
How did he feel about Mo? Honestly, he wasn't too sure himself. He knew he liked him A LOT, but was that really what Mo wanted to hear? And what had brought it up all of a sudden?
The day after he'd gotten drunk, Mo had been different. Of course he'd helped take care of him after his hangover and everything, but the feeling he gave off wasn't the one Glitch was used to.
Even when Glitch had said he felt better and wanted to complete their weekend together, Mo claimed that he still needed more rest and insisted they'd do it the next weekend.
Now it was Wednesday and Glitch was noticing a pattern. Mo seemed to be trying to spend the least amount of time with him as possible and always seemed to have this face like he was deep in thought. He also seemed to watch his words when he was around Glitch and created as much distance between them when they were close to each other while trying not to make it too obvious. It pissed Glitch off to no end, especially since every time he'd tried to talk to the older boy about it, Mo always managed to avoid the subject somehow.
All this time Glitch had been trying to have a decent conversation, and he wanted to start it off with a question as irrelevant and complicated to answer as that one?
Glitch stood with his hands on his hips, sneering at Mo for asking such dumbass question.
"What kinda question is that?" he replied briskly. He noticed how Mo didn't make direct eye contact with him, which made him even more pissed off. Instead he concentrated his gaze on the ground, his feet occasionally scuffing the sidewalk beneath them.
"An honest one," Mo said softly, finally looking into Glitch's eyes. Usually the look would've calmed the young dancer down, but today was different. He was irritated and he wanted answers. Now.
"You're my best friend. I care about cha a lot. That good enough for ya?" Glitch asked irritably, his foot subconsciously tapping with impatience.
Mo sighed, placing his hands inside the pockets of the new hoodie he'd bought not too long ago. He glanced around him, looking around the empty basketball courts they were currently standing in before his gaze stopped on the basketball by Glitch's feet. He felt the sudden urge to pick it up and start to play, but he knew it'd be rude so he contained himself.
"So…that's it? Nothing else?" Mo asked unsurely, not daring to look up to Glitch's irritated face. The teen in question rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and burning a hole into Mo's head with his glare.
"Why're you askin' me this all of a sudden?"
"Why're you so mad all of a sudden?"
Glitch paused at the statement, a bit taken aback. Mad, was he? He supposed that was one way to describe it, but he personally felt it was more a feeling of frustration.
"I'm not mad, I'm frustrated! You've been treatin' me worse than a stranger lately. You thought I don't notice but it's so obvious! Why're you actin' so different, Mo?" he said calmly, refusing to let himself be worked up. His eyes looked pleadingly into Mo's, hoping he would get a response he could work with.
"Cuza somethin' you told me the night o' the party," Mo revealed against his better judgment.
Glitch tilted his head in confusion. Mo had made it sound like nothing had happened that night every time he asked him about it. He figured there was probably more to it than what he'd said, especially since that was around the time Mo's treatment of him had taken a turn for the worse, but he never knew what it could be.
"W-what did I tell you?" Glitch asked anxiously. He began softly bouncing up and down with anxiety. Mo looked to the ground for a second before finally looking back up to Glitch's face.
"To make a long story short, you told me I didn't wanna have sex with you cuz you weren't a girl," he said awkwardly, his eyes trained on Glitch's face for any signs of recognition.
He watched as his protégé froze and paled, his eyes seeming to glaze over a bit. Mo wasn't quite sure what to make of the expression and he wondered if he'd done the right thing by telling him.
"So for the past couple days I was tryin'a pretend nothin' happened but…guess I didn't do too great o' job of that, huh?" he continued with a forced laugh. Much to Mo's chagrin, Glitch's expression didn't change at all.
He was starting to get concerned when a full minute went by and Glitch still hadn't said anything or even moved. Just as he took a step forward to reach out an arm to shake his shoulder, Glitch seemed to snap back to attention.
"Don't believe everything you hear, especially when people're drunk," Glitch chastised with a tsk. He was functioning only out of pure habit at this point, as his brain had completely shut down as a result of Mo's confession. Mo's head shot up quickly in surprise and he took a step back so he was back where he'd been standing just moments ago.
"So you weren't serious then?" he asked slowly. He needed clarification on this, because it'd been bothering him so much he hadn't even been able to sleep the night Glitch had told him to leave him alone.
"Naw man. Who'd be crazy enough to wanna do that wit' chu?" Glitch responded with a teasing smirk. All of these emotions and words were fake; in reality he felt as distant and cold as he imagined one of Dr. Tan's stupid robots were probably like.
Mo sighed in relief, his familiar smile back on his face and the twinkle back in his eye. He couldn't say he was one hundred percent sure Glitch wasn't lying to him, but it made him feel better if only for the moment.
"Good. You were really worryin' me, ya know? Especially with the way you were trippin' over Bodie. You had me thinkin' you were gettin' into some guy fetish or somethin'," Mo said with a chuckle, finally moving to pick up the ball near Glitch's feet.
If Glitch could still feel emotion, he was sure he'd have been shocked at this new information. Just how much had he done that night?
"What'd I do wit' Bodie?" he asked casually. Mo gave him a quick glance before concentrating on the hoop in front of him. He lined up his sight with the rim and swoosh, the ball swiftly made its way through the net.
"You were suckin' face with him 'gainst a wall," Mo offered teasingly as he went to retrieve the ball. Glitch watched with blank eyes as it once again fell through the hoop and to the ground. Bounce bounce bounce…
"Oh," was all he could think to say. It wasn't like his brain was working properly anymore. Mo paused in making his next shot and gave him a concerned look.
"Yo, you aight young'in?" he asked with a small frown. Glitch nodded his head curtly.
"Yeah I'm cool. Just thinkin' bout whatchu told me," he replied honestly. Mo shifted the ball so he could hold it with his left arm and walked up to Glitch, slinging right his arm around the younger boy's shoulders.
"It's not a big deal, aight? I know you said did stuff you didn' t mean to cuz you were drunk. Just don't start makin' it a habit," he said jokingly, though it took on a more serious tone near the end.
"You don't gotta worry 'bout that, trust me…" Glitch mumbled to himself before crossing his arms. His gaze shifted to the ground and he finally seemed to notice the breeze outside.
"It's kinda chilly so I think I'ma head home," he said softly, rearranging his arms a bit so they were now hugging him. How had he not realized how cold it was before? Oh yeah, because he was with Mo and being with Mo often made him so oblivious to anything that wasn't him, that he forgot stuff.
He turned to start walking back to catch the train until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned slightly to see that it was Mo holding onto him with an eager expression.
"Look, sorry I been actin' weird these past couple days. But I was thinkin' bout what we could do this weekend," he said animatedly. Glitch titled his head and rose an eyebrow; since when was Mo so hype about things?
"What d'ya mean?" he asked calmly, shivering a bit when a wind blew by. Mo rolled his eyes but grinned, shaking his head in amusement.
"I told you we'd hang out this weekend to make up for Sunday. You forget already?" he asked teasingly. It took everything Glitch had to not frown slightly.
He didn't really want to be around Mo now that he knew his secret. It wasn't that he thought Mo would never find out, but he always thought it would be because he'd confessed. He figured at least then he'd be mentally prepared for his inevitable rejection. Finding out that he'd said something that he'd gone through so much trouble to hide in just a matter of minutes had him feeling bitter, and he needed time alone to figure things out.
"…I'll let you know, okay? Later Mo," he said finally before making a hasty escape to the other side of the street. Mo looked on in both confusion and shock; Glitch hadn't ever not just given a clear "Course Mo!" and he was wondering if this was the younger dancer's form of rejection.
"Glitch, I need to talk to you," came the voice of one of the two people Glitch didn't want to think about at the moment: Bodie. He didn't slow down though as Bodie jogged to catch up with him.
"Sorry man, I'm kinda in a hurry and I can't be late for this class again," he lied in an attempt to get away. Bodie frowned, seeing right through him.
"You're never late for that class!" he protested. Glitch shot him an irritated look.
"And how would you know that?" he asked sarcastically. Bodie chose to not answer that question and instead just held the door open for Glitch to walk back into the school.
"Emilia told me what happened that night and then she beat the shit outta me. I totally deserved it though; I didn't mean to take advantage of you like that," he offered apologetically. Glitch finally stopped walking and turned to face Bodie.
"It's cool. I don't remember exactly what happened anyway. 'Sides, from what I heard, it was pretty mutual," he scoffed, still embarrassed about the whole thing. Bodie's eyebrows rose slightly and Glitch swore he saw a smirk starting to form.
"You don't remember any of it?" he asked in amusement, now opening the door to the locker room. Glitch gave him a look laced with suspicion before walking through the door.
He walked over to his locker and put in the combination to get his regular clothes out. He felt a little unnerved when Bodie was still standing there when he was trying to change, and decided to hold off on it for a bit, instead facing Bodie once more with his arms crossed.
"And you do?" he questioned, curiosity lacing his tone. Bodie's smirk transformed into a mischievous grin as he leaned against the lockers beside him.
"All the best parts anyway," he said teasingly. Glitch's face lit up red with embarrassment as he wondered exactly what Bodie remembered.
"What were the best parts!" Glitch asked quickly, his blush not subsiding in the least. Bodie took a glance as his wrist before tsking and shaking his head.
"Now see, I would tell you, but you've got that class you can't be late for. Maybe some other time, eh?" Bodie stated cockily before finally walking back to his own locker. Glitch watched him go and tried really hard to not attempt to remember how it'd felt to make out with him.
Sighing and turning back to his locker to finally get dressed (and quickly because at this rate he really would be late for his next class), he started thinking about this whole thing with Mo again.
He'd thought about it all of yesterday after leaving the basketball courts and hadn't done much else. How was he supposed to treat Mo now that his secret was revealed? Sure he'd made it seem like a slip up but he knew he'd only be able to keep that charade up for but so long. It was one thing when Mo had no idea but now he was surely subconsciously suspicious and Glitch couldn't handle that.
But what he couldn't handle even more was continuously avoiding Mo and never hanging out with him again. Just the thought of it seemed ridiculous, so that really only left him with two options as far as he was concerned.
The first was probably the most obvious; he could confess to Mo and let him know that whatever he'd said that night was probably the truth…or maybe not that exactly since it'd sounded like whatever he'd said was melodramatic. I mean come on – comparing himself to a girl? Laaaame… The consequence of this choice though, was how Mo would deal with it.
On the one hand he could make Glitch's wildest dreams come true and not only accept it, but tell him he felt the same way. It was improbable, but a guy could dream, couldn't he? Then there was Mo accepting it, but not feeling the same way and just wanting to remain friends. That was the one Glitch suspected had the highest probability of happening, and he felt rather bittersweet about it. It was the last way Mo could handle it that scared him the most; he could be unable to accept it and never want to see him again. If that were the case, Glitch didn't know what he would do and honestly he didn't want to spend too much time thinking about it.
Of course, there was always the second, less obvious choice, which was to find someone else to like. Glitch wasn't exactly a huge fan of this one considering he adored Mo so much, but it may've been his best option. At least that way he'd have an excuse to never tell him and he could still keep their friendship safely intact.
It was somewhat annoying to him that the first person who came to mind was Bodie. He was a good guy and everything, and he'd already admitted that he probably wouldn't mind it but…it was just weird somehow.
Speaking of weirdness, he panicked slightly while thinking about what Bodie could've remembered. Glitch personally didn't remember anything except his disappointment when Mo had gone to see his other friends. But Mo had said they were making out…
Just then Bodie walked past him, offering him a teasing grin as he walked out the door. Glitch blushed and reached into his locker to grab his things before slamming it closed. He waited a bit more in hopes that Bodie would be long gone by the time he got to the hallway and then power-walked to his next class as at this point he really was about to be late.
Glitch idly spun his phone around in his hand while staring at it intently. He'd been trying to work up the courage to call Bodie and ask him about Saturday, but part of him didn't even want to know.
He sighed before finally mustering up the courage to push 'talk' on Bodie's name and almost hung up when he heard the familiar 'hello?'
"Heeeey Bodie," Glitch stated stupidly, stretching out the words out of nervousness. Bodie's reply was an amused chuckle.
"Hey, Glitch. Must admit I was pretty surprised when I saw your name pop up," he chimed. Glitch almost groaned; Bodie was so rubbing it in.
"Yeah, I'm sure," he started sarcastically "Look, about Saturday…"
"Yeeees…?" Bodie asked playfully. Glitch's face scrunched up in a pout.
"What the hell happened! You gotta tell me!" he asked desperately. He hadn't meat it to come out that way, it just had.
"Hmm…I'm not gonna lie Glitch, it's probably something you're better off now knowing," Bodie said carefully, his tone suddenly serious. The change in tone made Glitch pale as he got more anxious to know what had happened. Why couldn't he remember anything?
"I did it, so I deserve to know! Just tell me already!" he urged. There was a pause and Glitch got worried that maybe he'd been too forward.
"…I can't remember everything, but I remember bits and pieces like I said. I gave you some of that punch that was apparently spiked, and then…I dunno, I think we were teasing each other… and then I asked if I could kiss you…and uh…"
Bodie trailed off and Glitch could sense it was because he was getting embarrassed. As cocky as he'd been earlier, he was clearly just teasing and was just as embarrassed – if not more so – than Glitch himself.
"So then we made out, right? But we didn't do anything else…" Glitch trailed off this time. The second part of his response was what he hoped was a true statement and not going to turn into a regrettable question.
"No! No, we didn't! It was sorta leading up to that but…no," Bodie stated awkwardly. Now it was Glitch's turn to pause as he tried to think of what to say now.
"I'm guessin' that's when Mo came and got me. Thanks for fillin' me in, B," he stated gratefully.
"…Would you hate me if I told you I enjoyed it?" came Bodie's unexpected question. Glitch was silent as he tried his best to process what had just been said. Because he couldn't have said what he thought he said. He was really starting to hate surprises.
"I, um…what?" was his eloquent response. Glitch could almost feel the blonde rolling his eyes.
"I'm gonna be blunt here; I like you Glitch. I know you like Mo but just…consider it, okay?" Bodie stated softly.
Although he hadn't expected the topic to turn in this direction, it explained a lot and he had to admit that he was rather flattered. At the same time, he also couldn't help feeling a bit jealous. How was it that Bodie was able to convey so easily what he could not?
"How long have you liked me?" Glitch asked curiously. For some reason this didn't feel sudden, as if maybe he'd kind of known all along but hadn't acknowledged it because of his feelings for Mo.
"Do you really expect me to remember that? I can't exactly give you a time and date," Bodie stated with amusement. If they'd been talking face to face, Glitch would've stuck his tongue out at him.
"I'd expect you to have a general idea. But like, that's cool I guess."
"You don't sound nearly as awkward or uncomfortable as I expected. I had to get myself all psyched up to say that, ya know? I'm kinda disappointed," Bodie responded with a chuckle. Glitch grinned, happy that at least Bodie's confession hadn't spiraled into a burning pit of fire and doom.
"You want me t' get all overly emotional on yo' ass? Cuz apparently I'm really good at it," he stated sarcastically.
"What do you mean?" Bodie asked curiously.
"Nothin'. Forget it. Look, I'll think about it, aight, but I can't really give you a good answer right now. Still processin' this shit," Glitch admitted tiredly. He was emotionally drained and he still had something to do:
Call Mo about this weekened.
"Of course! How would I score brownie points if I pressured you and made you upset? I've gotta let you make your own decisions and be cool with them," Bodie admitted playfully.
Glitch blinked at Bodie's unintentional – or maybe it was intentional? – advice. He really did always know all the right things to him.
"Thanks B. I'll talk t' you later," Glitch said energetically.
"No problem, Glitch. Just don't forget," Bodie requested and the two finally hung up.
AN: Okay, so there. This chapter was mostly Bodie based because I was starting to get the feeling that some people may've thought Bodie only liked Glitch in that one instant last chapter which wasn't the case... And I know I made Glitch and Bodie really chill about the confession but I couldn't really feel any type of altercation. Glitch's still trying to deal with what he did so he's kind of just like 'whatever, just more drama to sort out' and Bodie's just being understanding and trying not to let his feelings be shown so much.
In any case, comments are still appreciated letting me know what you think of where this is going. Also, who do you think Glitch should end up with? Since I'm rewriting from this point on, nothing's really set in stone so I'll probably just go with the majority.