Would You Come With Me or Just Leave Me?

“Uh you see what happened was…” I tried to think of a legitimate excuse to why Brendon and I didn’t have our short story.

“Last night we had started but then my sister came from out of town and then my mom had us go to the airport and get her and we ended up there almost all night…” Brendon lied.

“Alright” Mr. Collins nodded “But I expect to see your paper on my desk tomorrow morning, first period.” he spoke sternly.

“Okay” Brendon and I said at the same time.

“Tonight. You, me, my house. Were actually going to do it this time” Brendon ordered when the teacher walked away.

I snickered.

“Not like that.” realization hit his eyes and he blushed “Were going to get this project done so try not to sidetrack me” he glared at me from the corner of his eye.

“Exactly because I was the one who said ‘No we’ll get to that later,’ when I suggested we should start” I retorted.

“I might’ve said it but you know you were thinking it” he smiled.

“Right” I turned my attention to what Mr. Collins was writing on the board but paid very little attention.

My eyes were there but my mind wasn’t. Next thing I knew the bell was ringing. I couldn’t help but spend the entire period thinking of going over Brendon’s house tonight.

Two more periods to go.

Free Period

Music

Home… err, Brendon’s House

Later

I walked into music incredibly late due to the fact that I took it upon myself to write our short story myself so we could have plenty of time to do whatever we want later.

“Dude where were you?” Spencer whispered as soon as I sat down.

“I had to turn in a paper to my Creative Writing teacher” I smiled.

“You said you were going to do that five minutes before the warning bell rang. Did you have fifty pit stops or did you blow the guy? You know what scratch that. I don’t want to know if you did” he shuddered to himself.

“No I just had to put some finishing touches on the paper before I handed it in.” I lied.
I seemed to be getting better at that.

“And plus Mr. Collins is ugly, no one would want to give him a blow job.” the bell rang as soon as I finished my sentence.

Spencer looked like he wanted to puke.

“Where’s Hayley?” I noticed she wasn’t there.

“Her coach summoned her” he said while grabbing her books that were next to him.

“Oh” I stood “I guess I’ll call you later then… for the homework”

“You’re not coming over?” he asked, standing too.

“No I gotta-”

“Fuck your boyfriend?” Spencer smirked.

“Sure Spence. See ya!” I laughed before walking out of the class room and right out of the school to my car.

Ha. ‘Fuck your boyfriend?’ right.

Wait. How’d he know? I haven’t told anyone. And I’m hoping Brendon hasn’t told anyone. Oh shit… maybe someone saw us together, Oh my God. What if the whole school finds out?

They’ll kill me!

Rip me to shreds.

Maybe I’m overreacting. Spencer’s a smart kid. He probably figured it out on his own.

Before I knew it I was at my car, Brendon was already waiting there for me.

“Hey” I smiled unlocking the doors and throwing my stuff in the back.

“Hi,” Brendon followed my example “How were your two last periods without me?”

“Busy and quite uninteresting” I told the truth and pulled out of the parking lot.

“Awh. Hopefully I’ll be able to make it up to you later when we finish our creative writing paper” Brendon taunted me.

It was silent the rest of the ride home until I spoke again.

“Oh about the paper” I pulled into his driveway “I did it during free period and turned it in already,” I spoke quickly and changed the subject “You live so close to school…”

“You what?!” Brendon looked beyond thrilled. “Oh my God you don’t know how much I love you right now.” he smiled.

“Well maybe you could show me…” I tried to act coy.

“I’ll think about it” he placed his lips softly against mine “Ryan” he deepened the kiss.

“Hmm?” I hummed without breaking away.

“I think we should take this inside…” Brendon pulled back and smiled.

Of course I didn’t hesitate at all between getting my seat belt off and throwing the door of his room open. Not that Brendon missed a beat either.

“Well that didn’t take long at all…” a voice said and I nearly jumped out of my shoes.

Brendon looked over my shoulder and scowled “Jon”

“Hello Brendon” the guy said and I turned around “and Brendon’s friend” he nodded and his eyes got wide.

“Oh wow, that’s a hot piece of ass you’ve got right there” this Jon guy smiled.

“Uh thanks?” I rose an eyebrow.

“Why are you here.. Better yet how’d you get in here?” Brendon stepped in front of me.

“I just wanted to see how your life was without me but it seems to me its going pretty damn well” he smirked at me.

“Okay how’d you get in?” Brendon retorted.

Jon laughed “That my friend is for me to know and you to-”

“Get out” Brendon cut him off.

“Or else what?” Jon tempted.

And before I knew it Brendon was on top of Jon. If I didn’t know any better I’d probably think they were dry humping each other or something but I think it obvious Brendon’s beating the shit out of this guy. I had to do something about this.

I mean this Jon guy had got pretty fucked up before I decided I need to intervene. So I grabbed Brendon’s arms which were quickly swinging at Jon’s face. Don’t get me wrong, Jon got Brendon pretty bad too, that’s part of the only reason I didn’t run out a long time ago. In result of me being stupid I got hit in the face, ribs…private area and other places numerous times before yet another interruption occurred.

“How come we didn’t have any wild orgies when we were together?”

I automatically dropped Brendon’s arms at the sound of his voice. Shortly after, both Brendon and Jon froze.

“How the hell are all of you people getting in my house?!” Brendon yelled.

“I have a key, remember?” William held up a key.

“Why are you here?” Brendon stood up, Jon following suit.

“Just thought I’d stop by and change your mind but I guess I’m too late” he shrugged. “Who are you?” he gestured towards Jon.

“GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE!!” Brendon abruptly yelled.

We all stood silently.

“NOW!!! BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!!” Brendon stormed out, the three of us following. “OUT!” he swung the door open “ALL OF YOU!”

Jon was the first to step out “I’ll wait for you” he smiled and Brendon just snarled.

Next was William.

“Wait,” Brendon put his arm out “My key?!”

“Damn” he handed it to him and continued out.

I just stood there dumbfounded wondering what just happened.

“Bren-”

“Just go…” he closed his eyes and rubbed at his temples.

I stepped out and heard the door slam shut behind me.

“So…” William spoke up “What do we do now?”

Jon got a mischievous grin on his face, “My place?”