The Dare

I spent the whole day at the library again. After yesterday I found it much easier to just avoid Vic and hope that I will get over him than having a possibility of seeing him and having all the feelings I pushed away come back. The library was empty again since everyone was at school, there were a few people here and there but mostly empty. I sat at the computer just like I did yesterday, playing games and checking my twitter every now and then. I soon got bored of that though so instead I stood up and scanned the bookshelves for something to read. I wanted something with lots of pictures so I can just guess what's happening by looking at them, why go the extra mile and read when the pictures can show you what's happening?

I picked up a children's book and flicked through it quickly, I went to put it back but was surprised to see a set of brown eyes looking back at me from the other side. I jumped back then let out a breath of air.

"Sorry" said the person, "I-I didn't mean to scare you" he said

"It's okay" I replied then placed back the book, stopping any further communication. I carried on walking down the aisle and looking at a few more books, I turned my head and looked a behind me. I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me or following me, but I shook of the feeling and returned back to looking for a book. I finally found one I thought looked good and went to sit at a sofa that was in the middle of the library. I sat down and began reading, well looking at pictures really. I did that for about an hour, I just got caught up in all the pictures and had to keep getting more and more. It's amazing, the things I get fascinated by sometimes. I played a few more games on the computer before deciding to leave the library and go home. School will be ending in a few minutes and my dad will be expecting me back, he said Michelle was coming over again so he wants me to apologise to her. To be fair I was horrible to her, I mean it wasn't her fault that my dad was a lying dick.

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"Kellin!" I heard my dad shouting me from downstairs, he sounded happy and cheery. I'm guessing Michelle is here, I sighed and put away my lyrics book, fixing myself in the mirror quickly I made my way downstairs. My dad was standing at the bottom of the stairs and when I got to him he grabbed my arm and squeezed it tight.

"Apologise to Michelle, make conversation, don't embarrass me" he whispered then pushed me in the direction of the living room where Michelle was. She smiled at me when she saw me and I gave her small smile back.

"Hello, Kellin" she said

"Kellin do you have something to say to Michelle?" My dad asked, he sat down next to Michelle placing a hand on her skinny knee. I pulled a face just from the sight.

"I'm sorry I shouted at you" I said, Michelle smiled and shook her head.

"That's okay, I understand, you were upset and I shouldn't have said those things about your mother. I'm sure she was a ... interesting person" she said. I frowned at her choice of words, I almost took back my apology if it wasn't for my dad glaring at me.

"Right now that, that's out of the way, why don't we-" the sound of a toilet flushing cut of my dads sentence and a moment later a boy appeared, standing in the doorway awkwardly. He wore black skinnies, converse and a worn out black jumper.

"Oh, Kellin meet my son, mason. Mason this is Jonathan's son, the one I told you about" said Michelle

"Hey" said the boy, who apparently was called mason. He flipped his dark hair to the side that just fell straight back into his face again. He moved into the living room and came to sit next me as it was the only seat left, I could feel his eyes on me as he crossed the room and sat down.

"Kellin goes to that school you want to move to, maybe you two could go upstairs and talk about that while we order some food?" Asked Michelle, well more like told us, I rolled my eyes and stood up catching the look my dad gave me I quickly smiled and walked out of the room glancing behind me to see mason following. Great, now I have to pretend to be nice to him as well, as if one person wasn't enough. I opened my bedroom door and cursed myself for not cleaning it this morning, I quickly picked up all the clothes from the floor and threw them in one corner then straightened out the blankets on my bed.

"Sorry, about the mess" I said and closed the door, he smiled and I noticed that he had a nice smile. He stood looking around my room then walked over to my wall of lyrics, I took that moment to study him without him noticing. He looked around my age and about the same height, he had a plug in his ear and I frowned. I don't really like them, I found them gross and weird but it looked good on him. His hair curled around his ears and got in his eyes. They looked oddly familiar, like I'd seen them before somewhere, they were a deep shade of brown that seemed easy to get lost in. I snapped out of my daze when I realised he was looking back at me, I looked away from him and felt myself blushing. Why was I blushing? I looked up again to see his eyes still on me, his cheeks were a slight shade of red and that made me feel a bit better knowing he was blushing too. we just sort of stood there for a few moments staring at each other, it was silent and awkward but I had no idea what to say. I'm more of a 'if you don't talk to me first then there's no chance of me ever talking to you' type of guy and judging by Mason's silence he seemed like that too.

"So, your moving school?" I asked, I couldn't stand the awkwardness of this situation, if one of us didn't speak then it would have been a long night. I moved from the door and sat down on my bed, crossing my legs. Mason stayed in the same spot and nodded, he didn't say anything, just nodded his head and carried on staring at me. I shifted a little, why does he keep starring? Doesn't he know that it's its weird and creepy?

"Why?" I asked him, he shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the floor then back up to me.

"I just hate it there" he said, a flash of sadness crossed his face but it was gone just as soon as it appeared. I came to the conclusion that there was more to mason than he lets on, he was shy and awkward. He seemed like the quiet type who probably has a lot to say but never does, he was kind of like me and that thought made feel sad for some reason.

"Sit down" I said patting the spot on my bed opposite me, mason sat down and crossed his legs on my bed facing me.

"So, How old are you?" I asked

"15 but I'll be 16 next month though" he replied. Silence again, Michelle and dads voice could be heard from downstairs, laughing. How on earth had he landed a girlfriend? But then again she was a bit of a bitch, in my opinion anyway. I fiddled around with my fingers, still sitting in silence. This is why I prefer to be alone, making conversation with people you don't even now is extremely hard and I would just rather not do it. My phone started ringing in my pocket and I was thankful that I could do something for a bit, but when I looked at the caller ID I didn't answer it. Why was he calling me now? Vic's name lit up the screen and I pressed the mute button then placed my phone down next to me and let it ring silently.

"Aren't you going to get that?" Mason asked after it rang for the second time. I shook my head then turned my phone phone off and put it back in my pocket. I can't talk to Vic, I've been trying to get over him and I can't let one conversation ruin that.

"So, erm, what school do you go to right now?" I asked

"Hampton school for boys, it's kind of a shitty school" he said shrugging his shoulders. I smiled at him and nodded my head, "well if your moving because its shit then coming to my school won't be much of a change" I laughed. I don't know why I was trying so hard to be nice to him and talk to him because really all I wanted was to be left alone. "Urm, so what kind of music do you like?" I asked, running out of things to say.

"I like listening to a bit of everything apart from pop, rap, hip hop and all that kind of crap" he smiled and I couldn't help but stare, his smile really was nice, it changes his whole appearance making him look better and happier. My eyes snapped to his when his smile dropped, I looked away from him and down at my hands. What is wrong with me today? We sat in silence for a few more minutes then Michelle called us down telling us that pizza was here.

We sat in the living room eating pizza and watching a movie that I wasn't paying attention to. Dad and Michelle made us sit on the floor saying that we could drop our pizza on the sofa and make them dirty, yeah fucking right. I nibbled at my pizza, I wasn't hungry but I knew that if I didn't eat then I'd get in trouble. I looked over at mason who was sitting at the other end of the room and saw him staring at me, why does keep staring at me? And why does he look so familiar? I know I've never met him before today but I'm pretty sure I've seen him somewhere.

"So, how was school Today kellin?" I looked at Michelle who was smiling back at me waiting for a response. How was school today? Well I wouldn't know because I didn't go but I'm pretty sure if I did it would have been horrible.

"It was great, really fun" really fun? Come on Kellin, you can lie better than that, I glanced over at mason who had a small smile on his lips. "That's wonderful, do you think mason will enjoy it? is it a good school?" She asked

"Yeah, he'll love it"

"Kellin could show you around if you want, he knows the place inside out" said dad. I gave them a fake smile then carried on eating, I don't know the school inside out at all but I didn't say anything, it's not like I'm actually going to do it. I tuned out of their conversation and instead ate my pizza then watched the movie, occasionally answering questions that were directed at me. When the movie finished dad and Michelle got up and went out to a pub somewhere.

"We'll be back in hour or so" said dad then they left, leaving me and mason in an awkward silence. Fuck! What do I do? I've never really been in a situation like this, do I offer him a drink? Watch TV? Ask him to leave? We stood facing each other not speaking, god this awkward.

"Erm, do you wanna watch TV?" I asked, mason shrugged his shoulders so I took that as a yes and started flipping through the channels.

"Supernatural!" Shouted mason, smiling and pointing at the TV, "I mean, it's a pretty good show" he said calmly. I laughed at his attempt to hide that he was a supernatural fan.

"Pretty good? It's fucking awesome" I smiled sitting down on the floor, mason sat down next to me and smiled. "I've watched all the episodes"

"Oh my god so have I! You know you don't really strike me as someone who watches supernatural"

I shrugged my shoulders and looked at the TV screen, "you don't strike me as someone who has a mum like Michelle" I said, I didn't mean to say it but it just sort of slipped out. Like my mouth automatically opened and the words came out by themselves.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"No your right, she's a bitch. I can't fucking stand her, I don't know what your dad sees in her to be honest" he said

"My dad? He's a jerk, your mum can do better" I said, finally something we can talk about. We watched the rest of supernatural, laughing at the funny parts and making comments about the characters. He wasn't that bad, once he got talking he was a pretty funny guy, weird but still funny. When we finished watching TV we went upstairs, I turned on my phone and saw I had 15 missed calls and 10 unread messages. Most of them from Vic but a few from Mike. I sat down on my bed and read through the messages, most of them were about Vic wanting to talk and him saying he was sorry and that he loved me and asking if I wanted to come over to work on our music project. I deleted them and mikes messages which I knew would be him asking me to talk to Vic or something.

"You seem popular" said mason, I laughed and gave him a weird a look. Me popular? He Sat down on my bed next to me. "You have a lot of messages and missed calls from people" he said

"Yeah" I replied "their from my Ex- well in a way he isn't my ex but at the sometime he is. We dated but we weren't really dating...." I trailed off, he raised his eyebrows and moved his hair out of face.

"Your gay?" He asked and I nodded my head, "cool, me too. It's part of the reason why I want to move school" he said quietly "people at my current school aren't exactly accepting, you know since their all boys?"

I nodded my head in understanding, most straight guys don't like gays but you get used it. I mean were not monsters or anything, i'ts not like if you talk to us then you'll start throwing up rainbows.

"Aren't you hot with your jumper on?" I asked suddenly realising how high the temperature of the room was, mason pulled his sleeves down over his hands in a way that I found adorable. He shook his head no and nodded his head towards me. "Aren't you?" He asked, I looked down at myself and my thin jumper that I had on. I was hot but if I took of my jumper then he would see the blood stained bandage around my wrist. "No, I'm used to it" I lied. "Hold on, I'll be right back" I said and left to go to the bathroom.

I figured it would give me a bit of time to think of something we could do. Mason seems like an interesting person and I want to be his friend but that's not going to happen if all we do is sit in silence. I shut the bathroom door and my phone began ringing, I took it out of my pocket and answered it. "Hey mike"

"Hey dude, listen, erm, I know you and my brother are going through a rough patch-"

"We're not going through any patch since we were never dating in the first place" I interrupted

"Yeah whatever anyways, Vic really doesn't want to fail this class so can he come over and work on this music thing with you? It's in for tomorrow apparently"

"No he can't come over! I don't want to see him and I have somebody over already so he can't come" I heard whispering in the background as I waited for mike to reply "Why didn't Vic just call me himself and ask instead of standing in the background telling you what to say?" I asked getting annoyed.

"Because you wouldn't have answered if he called. He says he won't try to persuade you to take him back or anything, just work on the project and then leave" I thought about it for a moment, I know it's a bad idea but I don't want to fail music either. "Fine, he can stay for an hour but then he has to leave" I agreed.

"Thanks Kells, I-" I cut the phone when Vic came on, I had no interest I what he had to say. I was still angry with him but at the same time I wanted him and those feelings don't go very well together. I opened the bathroom door and went back to room I still don't know what me and mason can do until Vic gets here, maybe we could just talk and watch a movie or something. I stopped at the doorway of my bedroom when I saw mason sitting on the edge of my bed with my lyric book in his hands, I wouldn't have minded if it wasn't for the little blue bag that lay next to him.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I said walking over to him and taking the book out of his hands, he stood up quickly and he looked at me with wide eyes. I picked up the small bag and placed it between the pages of my book then walked over to the wardrobe and threw it on top. I turned back to mason who was standing there looking scared.

"Why were you going through my things?" I asked, he stared back at me not saying anything. "Did I say you could go through them?" He didn't reply again so I kept talking. "Look, I'm trying really hard to be nice to you and stuff but the least you could do is just be respectful!" I was getting worked up now, and I couldn't stop myself. "I don't understand why you would do that! You don't just go through other people's things without asking! I never did anything to you, so why would you do that!" My eyes were filling up with tears and I was finding it hard to breath, I dropped to the floor and buried my head in my knees and started to cry. Why I was crying I have no idea, but that was what I wanted to do. Felt an arm wrap around my shoulders and pat my arm, I lifted my head up to get some air into my lungs and wiped away the tears that stained my cheeks. Mason removed his arm and just sat next to me looking at me.

"Sorry" I mumbled, he nudged my arm and then pulled up his sleeve to reveal a series of scares, old ones and some that looked like new ones. "If it makes you feel any better, I know how you feel" he said quietly then pulled down his sleeve. "I'm sorry I went through your things, I just wanted to know more about you and I'm not really good with people in case you hadn't noticed" I laughed little and smiled.

"I'm kinda guessing that most if that had nothing to do with the fact that I went through your things, right?" He asked, with one eyebrow raised although you couldn't really tell because his hair was in the way.

"You know for someone who's younger than me your certainly a lot smarter too" I smiled, getting up from the floor and mason copying my actions "Sorry, again for shouting at you" I said, before mason could reply there was a knock at the door downstairs and I could feel myself finding it hard to breath again.