I woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast. I did my morning duty, especially with my morning woody, and then took a shower, which felt very refreshing. Then I made my way to the kitchen; I saw a backpack on the floor near the front door as I entered the kitchen. My mom was making breakfast as usual.
"Good morning, Mom."
"Morning sweetie, did you sleep well?" my mom asked, staying focus on the meal.
"Yeah I did, but whose backpack is at the front door?"
"That would be mine," Jeremy said entering the kitchen with a wide grin.
"JEREMY!" I shouted. "What are you doing here?" My surprise made him giggle.
"Well I wanted to be here to have breakfast with you and I wanted to help make it, but your mom wouldn't hear a word of it."
"Well you should not be doing it if you want to have it with him," my mom said.
"Thanks, Mom and you Jeremy. I'm really happy that you're here."
"Actually I was here early," Jeremy said. "I was in your room before you woke up and I was watching you sleep, you are so cute in your sleep."
"Aw baby, you should have woken me," I said kissing him softly.
"I wanted to, but I couldn't wake you, you looked so peaceful, I wanted to stay till you woke up, but nature called me to the bathroom. So I waited downstairs so you couldn't see me," he said slyly.
"Well, I'm happy you're here."
"Boys, breakfast is ready and please stop being so mushy," my mom said grinning, stopping our conversation and making us blush and groan.
We both acted like eating monsters engulfing the huge breakfast without even slowing down. My mom looked at us shaking her head. We then washed up and got ready for school, after we both got kisses from my mother, we headed to our bus stop, chatting about school and normal teen stuff. A few minutes later the bus come to a halt in front of us, but this time, no sound came from it. I guess they finally repaired the faulty brake or something. We rode the few minutes to school chatting. Arriving there, Jeremy said he wanted to find Christopher, so we headed inside to try to find him.
"Where do you think he is, Jeremy?" I asked.
"I don't know, let's go check in the Music classroom first."
We made our way to the Music classroom, but Christopher wasn't there, so then we headed to his locker to see if he was there. On our way to his locker, we saw him talking with a girl in an empty classroom.
"I wonder why she's crying," I said.
"I don't know," Jeremy said shrugging his shoulders.
We waited a little; when the girl got up and hugged Christopher I was a little surprised that she appeared to be alright, no more tears, and she passed us saying a little "Hi." Christopher saw us and motioned to us to come in.
"Hey there guys. How are you both?" he asked.
"We're OK and you?" Jeremy said.
"Good, I guess," he replied sadly.
"What's wrong?" I asked. "Does it have anything to do with her?"
"What? No, no she was here because she wanted some advice. She and her boyfriend are in a fight about something," he said.
"Oh," was all I could say.
"So what's wrong?" Jeremy asked.
"Well, I think I was found" Christopher said softly and sadly.
"Where is the problem with that?" I asked.
"Oh, you think? Well it's like it's you damn business anyway" he replied angrily before storming out of the classroom.
"Why did you say that?" Jeremy asked madly running after Christopher.
I stayed there in shock. What has just happened? I really fucked up this time. I wanted to cry, to run after them, but I couldn't, before I could react the bell rang. I didn't want to go to class; I was sad and hurt because I hurt my friends and it was entirely my fault. I headed to the library to hide. I didn't see either of them for the rest of the day and I mostly hid myself. When the last bell rang I grabbed all my things and headed outside. I decided not to take the bus and walked home, not that is was very far, but it was a good walk. When I arrived home Jeremy was sitting on the stairs in front of the door.
"ADRIAN! Where the hell were you? I was so worried about you," he said worriedly.
At that moment I fell to the ground crying; he ran to me and grabbed me in his arms. I couldn't stop crying; he helped me into my house. I was happy my mother wasn't there yet. We headed to my room and I couldn't stop saying that I was sorry and he repeated that it was alright. We sat on my bed, he was still holding me in his arms, I felt so safe, yet so sad because of what I said.
"What happened baby? Why did you hide yourself from us all day?" he asked.
"You were both mad at me, I was so stupid," I managed to say between sobs.
"Hey, he was not mad at you and I was mad at him for talking to you like that. OK, he was angry because of the situation he is in, that's all," he said, rubbing my back.
"But I was so stupid. I hurt him because of what I said," I sobbed.
"Stop saying you're stupid, OK, you are not and he was not hurt. He's just worried about things," he then told me what happened after he left.
Jeremy's point of views
I ran to Christopher.
"Chris, that was totally uncalled for," I said angrily.
"Well he should keep his tongue."
"How dare you, he didn't do anything to you," I said forcefully. "He didn't tell you there was no problem, it was a question, you idiot and it's not like he knows about that." I turned around, but he grabbed me by the shoulder. I thought he was going to hit me, but I knew he'd never hit me for any reason.
"Jeremy, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't have overreacted, but you know how bad that could be for me."
"Yes, but you should have kept your temper," I said, not looking away from his eyes.
"I know, OK, I'm sorry."
"You don't have to say that to me, it's Adrian you owe the apology to," I said.
"You're right. Let's go see him before it's too late," Christopher said.
We both headed to the classroom, but the bell rang and we saw you running away. I shouted your name, but you didn't hear me.
"Damn! OK, we need to go to class. Try to find him at the break and bring him to me at lunch time, OK?" Christopher told me. I agreed and we parted to go to our classes.
At break I search everywhere in the school, but I couldn't find you, when lunchtime came, I tried to find you again, but without luck. I headed to see if Christopher saw you, but he said that he hadn't. The bell rang, telling the horde of students that lunch was over and I tried to see if you were at your locker, but I didn't see you. I was getting very worried. I headed to my third class of the day. But I was unable to concentrate on what the teacher was saying because I was so worried about you. When the last class was over, I headed directly to your locker, but you weren't there. I thought, 'Oh well, he must have taken the bus and I'll see him in there.' But you weren't there. Now I was really worried about you. So I came to your house.
"That's why I was here waiting for you," Jeremy said.
"I'm sorry, and I was so sad and scared," I said softly.
"Ady, please, promise me you will never run away like that from me. I was scared for you."
"I promise," I said, tears still falling from my eyes.
He leaned over and gave me a kiss, a passionate kiss. He was over me and without realizing it, we both started to rub ourselves against each other. He looked at me, pleading. I smiled and nodded. Slowly he started to take my shirt off caressing every part of my chest.
"Ady, do you want to?" he asked.
"Oh yes!" was all I could manage to get out. He grabbed me, holding me on him, he kissed me hard. We stayed like that for a moment... until we heard the front door open.
"Adrian, are you home?" my mother called.
"Oh no! My mom! Quick!" I said, quickly putting back my pants. "Yes, be right there, just a moment!" I shouted.
I got out of my room and closed the door just has I saw my mother coming. I was hoping Jeremy was now presentable. She looked at me and then looked at the door then she moved to the door and opened it. My heart was pounding, but when I saw Jeremy sitting on the bed with a Math book, I let out a silent sigh. She turned around and looked at me I was smiling goofily.
"You should open the windows a little; it smells weird in here." she said winking, and she went to the kitchen.
I swear my face became blank, I was mortified that she knew. Jeremy looked at me and asked.
"What's wrong, you look like you saw a ghost?"
"She just winked at me, she knows," I said plainly.
"What? But how?" he said looking at me.
"I don't know."
"OK, well I need to go home, baby, I'll see you tomorrow," he said, getting up and kissing me on the lips.
"OK," was all I could say.
The next morning I felt better, but still was a little scared about meeting Christopher. Don't get me wrong, he doesn't scare me, it's just the situation. I arrived at the bus stop and Jeremy was already there waiting for me.
"Good morning, babe. Did you sleep well?" he asked.
"Well, yes and no. I mean, I know we need to talk to Chris."
"Don't worry, he's not mad."
"I know, but well, you know." I said lowly.
The bus arrived and we rode it to school. When we arrived there, Christopher was waiting for us.
"Hey guys," was all he said, he keep looking down.
"Hi Chris," we both said at the same time.
"Adrian, I'm sorry about yesterday, I should have kept my temper. I'm sorry."
"Thanks," was all I said, I really didn't know what to say.