A Little Therapy

“This is how it works,” Alex sat on the bed whilst Kellin stretched across it as if he were right at home, his lean and skinny body stretched out as he closed his eyes and simply listened to Alex. The other boy in the room let his hazel eyed run up over his streak of a body in abashed appreciation, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Alex, who out of courtesy didn’t point it out. “In high school, as you’ve probably noticed there are people who are liked and disliked, there are some people who are treated like shit and some people who are respected,” He looked over to the shy boy in time to catch his eyes being averted from his charcoal haired friend’s long legs, only for him to nod and swallow as if he’d been listening. “Kellin sit up,” Alex finally sighed, in a tone that suggested no nonsense.

The older boy frowned but sat up, crossing his legs and pressing his back against the headboard in a swift, graceful movement that had Jack staring all over again. Alex coughed, jealousy etched all over his face because, yes, Kellin was gorgeous and lithe in some form of feminine masculinity, but... he was good-looking in his own clumsy and hot mess sort of way. The noise startled the deer in the headlights as he twitched in his seat to face the boy with feather-ruffled hair. “S-Sorry,” He blushed crimson like a dangerous sky as he picked at the bed sheets. “I’m listening I swear,” taking pity on him, the taller boy leaned forward and placed his hand over the one picking at his bedsheets. He saw Jack’s head shoot up, felt his pulse quicken under the fingertips pressed to his wrists, and the pupils of a boy who had never experience lust dilate at a heart-stopping rate.

Their eyes held contact as he saw the ebony haired boy’s cheeks redden further whilst the skin he touched burnt under his fingertips; though they were doing nothing more than holding each other’s gaze, Alex felt his heart rate elevate like nothing else. He bit his bottom lip in slow thought; not missing the way Jack swallowed and trailed his eyes down to fixate on that gnawed lip. It wasn’t until the third member of the room gave out a quiet cough to make them acknowledge his presence that they finally tore away. Both of them fell into an embarrassed coughing fit, although they were distracted by the thought of each other as they tried to get their bodyies back to their normal states.

“Basically just stick with me and Kellin, we’ll make sure none of those jerks get a hold of you, I promise,” Again, the sincerity shook through Jack’s veins, as the closest thing to authorised affection drenched his soul, he smiled a gentle smile and nodded in thanks, his voice temporarily broken as he thought about how at home he felt in a stranger’s company. “We need your timetable, make sure either me, Kellin or one of your guys are with you at all times, no-one will touch Vic Fuentes with a stick,”

“V-Vic?” For all the brunet knew, Vic was the shyest and quietest boy he had ever come across; silent as a ghost out of sight in the shadows, never even breaks through the social classes and talking to those above his status. What could he do?

“Apart from the fact,” He heard the steady inhale of air, as he looked over to Kellin, of who was starting a veined, blissful inhale-exhale of a cigarette that smelt just a little too sweet-oh. He knew about drugs, he knew that people within his school were involved with them, yet the way that the charcoal haired boy’s eyes fluttered ever so slightly and the slight tilt of a smile came across those soft, pink lips made him question how could that ever be even slightly corrupt? “That Vic is a lot stronger than he looks,” Even Jack didn’t notice the flash of nostalgia in Kellin’s eyes “No-one would touch him, because I would put their fucking faces in,” The way he spoke, stroke and sure as if there was no doubt in his mind that he and whoever’s army would take down anyone that breathed near the Mexican boy.

“Kells stop smoking that in my fucking face, open the goddamn window and smoke it out there for fuck’s sake,” Alex didn’t seem to be a fan of the hypnotising smell and rhythm of his best friend’s habits, or the widening of his pupils as he did so, or the flush on his cheeks and the reddening of his lips. “You’re lucky my parents are never around,” He muttered, opening the window and pushing the shadowy haired boy towards it. It was now the caramel haired boy’s turn to lie back on his bed, leaving the youngest to look between the skinny body lay right next to him- close enough to feel the material of his jeans against the back of his hand-Or the other sat on the window sill with the light framing him like a halo.

“You’re allowed to stare,” A voice interrupted suddenly, just as the dusky eyed boy looked away in shame of himself for finding such vulgar things beautiful. It turned out to be the eldest of the three, who let the smoke drift out of his mouth before turning to look at him with those wide eyes. “Most people tend to, but someone with an ass like that is very welcome to stare at me when I’m in a most intoxicated state,”

“Kells, leave him alone, and remember…our deal?” Suddenly it was hard for Jack to tell exactly who or what he wanted; the light and sweet yet intoxicated vocals of the boy with hair made of strands of night, or the sugary eyed and caramel haired boy with a conscience much heavier than his bets friend’s. All he knew was that for the first time he was experiencing lust, and for two boys. He was also very, very aware of how wrong that was and how much of a beating he was going to get if and when his father finds out, but looking between the two boys he really could not find it in his heart to care.

It all disappears when Kellin crushes the blunt out under a stream of water from his water bottle as he watches the miniature river tumble from the plastic mountain out of the window. Then he stands up and positions himself in front of Jack. As always, his movement is fast and masculine but with a certain grace; his eyes are alight with mischief as he looks down at the boy who is now completely level with his crotch (Of which he is definitely not looking at with jeans that tight). Out of the corner of his mercury eyes, the younger boy catches a dangerous look off a certain russet eyed boy, getting the memo it seemed, the porcelain skinned teenager simply leaned down and pecked the corner of Jack’s mouth.

It was just a brush really- the ghost of anything either of the others had ever done-but to the teenager of no love it was the first thing he had ever experienced. The slight pucker of Kellin’s slightly moist lips that tasted of bitter herbs and sweet sugar sent a shiver down his spine, his own lips frozen whilst his eyes fluttered shut. Just a brush of his lips-and he was completely numb. And then he was gone, out the door, assumedly to get to the truck by the shout of “Shotgun,” That resounded in the empty house.

“Don’t do it,” Came a slightly shaky voice, remembering Alex’s presence, Jack turned to meet his suddenly gloomy tan orbs, when had they got that sad? Was that his fault? Still rendered speechless from his first taste of romance, he simply tilted his head and looked at him. “He doesn’t do romance kid, it’s all sex and go, he’ll just dump you on your ass, just don’t do it, I love him to bits but…virgin is written all over you, and I’d hate for you to end up like either of us,” In a week, he had made friends, met the bad kids, talked to the bad kids and kissed one of them (Although Kellin was currently on cloud nine so it possibly didn’t count).

“I-I won’t,” He muttered, apparently dazed.

Little did he know, in that moment all Alex had really wanted to do was take this shy boy and kiss him senseless, just to say “That’s what a real kiss is like,” He had wanted to press him into the mattress and move his lips over his lips in a slow rhythm and over his collarbone until he marked him, he had so very much wanted to press his tongue to the roof of the boys’ mouth and hear him moan.

Or maybe there was nothing special about Jack at all, and that’s what he wanted with everyone, the elder never did put much thought into it even as he kicked off the bed and started towards the stairs. “Kellin, I swear to God if you damage my car!”

Notes

Update, finally, enjoy guys. -CJ