What Are You Waiting For?

Why would he what to come to see Riley? If anything, he’s just going to make him sicker. It’s not like he really cars about Riley, about how sick he is. He just wants something to laugh at. His plaything is weak and defenseless, what a perfect time to attack him.

“Nick, what’s the matter?” Ian asked, bringing me out of my mind rant.

“I really don’t want him over.” I said, getting to my locker.

“You still don’t trust him.” Ian said, more a known fact than a question.

“Of course I don’t trust him! What is there to trust?”

“That he really likes Riley. His feelings for him are real.” Ian said, then stepping right in front of me, hooking his arms around my neck. “Don’t act like this, not today. You know what day it is?” He asked, smiling softly, his cheeks getting red.

I couldn’t help but smile and almost forget about everything. I leaned down to press my lips against his. “Happy anniversary.” I said quietly, leaning my forehead against his.

His lips touched mine again and our bodies came together, my arms going around his waist.

“It’s our almost anniversary. We still have a few days.” He said, smirking a little.

I sighed and couldn’t help but smile and kiss him again. “I love you.” I said against his lips, eyes closed.

“I love you, too.” Ian said, kissing me once more before letting me back to my locker business to grab my stuff for our first hour.

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“Did you really have to sit in the middle?” I asked Ethan, rolling my eyes at him as Kaedyn put the car in drive and took off.

“Yes, I did.” Ethan said, smirking at both of us.

We both sighed and waited to get to our house. At lunch, Riley sounded like he was doing better; he was in the middle of When Harry Met Sally when I called, so we had to make the conversation short. It’s one of his favorite movies.

We all piled out of the car and went into the house, where Riley was nowhere to be found on the couch.

“He’s probably in his room sleeping. His bed’s more comfortable than the couch.” I said, keeping my voice down just in case he was sleeping.

“How would you know that?” Ian asked, giving me a sidelong glance, smirking slightly.

I just rolled my eyes and hit him softly.

“Do you want me to take you to his room?” Ian offered to Ethan.

“Sure.” Ethan said, following Ian to our room, Ian coming out shortly after, closing the door.

“Was he awake?” I asked.

Ian nodded. “He was watching another movie, but how about you and me get out of here, go to my house.” He said, using an extremely seductive tone of voice, biting his lip, looking up at me through his hair. “My parents aren’t home.” He said quietly, tracing lines on my chest.

I smirked and leaned down to attack his lips with my own. “Lets go.”

After I closed the door, I thought about it. “Hey, do we really trust Ethan alone with Riley? And the twins are there.”

“He’ll be fine, baby. Don’t worry about it.” Ian said softly, kissing at the skin on my neck.

We made it to his house in record time, going to his bedroom.

Ian pushed me down and landed on top of me, and we automatically started getting into it. His hips started grinding into mine, and I moaned into our kiss. My fingers found the bottom of his shirt, my arms lifting to take it off, Ian’s lips meeting with the skin of my neck again.

I pushed us to roll over, so I was on top, and Ian let me fall in between his legs.

Ian took care of my shirt and started undoing my pants while I slid his off, along with his boxers. Mine came off afterwards, and there the fun commenced. Beds are better than closets any day.

“How many times will we have to do that to make my love for you not grow anymore?” Ian asked, laying on top of me, kissing my jaw line.

“Hopefully never.” I said, smiling.

Ian looked up at me and smiled. “That’s what I’m hoping.” He sighed. “What do you think Riley and Ethan are doing?”

“Either talking, yelling at each other, or throwing things, with different combinations of each.” I said. “Why?”

“Well I was thinking that we could go check on them, see how they’re doing.”

“Alright, lets go.” I said, kissing him before getting out of his bed and jumping in the shower, which he accompanied me with. I feel bad for anyone who has to use that shower next.

We walked into the house and looked around, seeing Ethan on the couch, flipping through channels.

“So how did everything go?” I asked.

He shrugged. “He was indifferent about me being there, but he didn’t totally despise my being there. He fell asleep to one of his movies, I didn’t recognize it.”

We both nodded, smiling a bit. It went better than I thought. “I thought this whole thing was going to be a disaster.”

“Well you thought wrong.” Ethan said simply, pressing the channel up button.

I sat against the couch on the floor and Ian followed close behind.

“So did you guys just fuck or something?” Ethan asked, looking down at us.

“What’s it to you?” I asked, sounding slightly defensive.

“Alright, fair enough. At least you’re taking it the full distance. No relationship is a relationship without sex.” Ethan said.

“That’s not true. There are perfectly functioning couples out there who haven’t had sex. That’s just your whorish brain talking.” I fought back.

Ethan sighed and shook his head, turning his attention back to the TV.

Did he just turn down a chance to rip one on me?

I smiled a little before turning back to the TV.