'Damn it, why do I feel so angry at Macey? She's always been like this. Trying to get my attention. But this time it was different. She was gonna slap Kyle. And the thought of her hurting him just makes me...so angry.'
Oliver's thoughts run wild as he tries to figure them out.
"Um...Oliver. Should you be driving?"Kyle soft, tender voice makes Oliver snap out of his own little world he was in.
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Well, becuase you drank a can of beer and you look really angry."
"I only had one can. It takes a lot more than that to get me drunk. And I'm not angry. I'm just annoyed at Macey."he responds.
They get to the car and he opens the trunk. He puts his stuff in there and then Kyle puts his stuff.
"Why did you stop her?"Kyle asks when they get into the car. "She was right. You did suffer becuase of me. I deserved to get slapped."
Oliver turns to look at the short boy in the seat next to him. He looks so sad and fragile.
Every bone in his body wanted to grab Kyle and pull his soft lips to his. And reassure him that none of that was his fault. That his father was just a cold hearted person who didn't care about his family.
But he couldn't do that.
"It wasn't your fault, idiot. My father is the one to blame. It's not your fault you were talented. More than I was. And if you let me win, it would be cheap. It wouldn't be a fair. win"Oliver responds.
He drives the car out of the parking lot.
"Oh. I guess that makes sense..."Kyle says, yawning.
"Don't tell me you're tired already. We were there for like an hour."
"I was studying all day. I've been studying almost every hour of every day. University is tiring."Kyle responds. His lids feel heavy and he just wants to shut them and go to sleep.
"Yeah it is. That's why It's good to have nights like these."Oliver says.
"Yeah. It was nice. I've never really had much friends other than Leah. It was fun. I hope I can do something like this again."Kyle yawns and closes his eyes, giving in to his sleepiness. "I really like hanging out with you, Oliver."
Silence passes between them. Then, Oliver hears Kyle's soft and quiet snores.
Oliver blushes at the last sentence Kyle says.
'He likes hanging out with me?'
For some reason, that makes Oliver feel happy and all warm inside. It makes him want to smile so big. It makes his insides feel all gooey.
'Why am I feeling like this?'
He looks at Kyle when they come to red light. His face looks calm and peaceful.
He reaches out a hand to touch Kyle's soft cheek. "Damn it, Avery. What have you done to me?"
He starts driving again when the light turns green and sighs.
It doesn't feel like a crush. His feelings are too strong and it feels like it's much more than that. It's deeper, stronger. Nothing that Oliver has ever felt before.
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After a few minutes, they arrive back at the university. Kyle is still sleeping and he looks so peaceful, it kind of hurts to wake him up.
He nudges Kyle gently. "Hey, Avery. We're here."
"Mgh."Kyle groans. He rubs his eyes and yawns as he wakes up.
Oliver blushes and takes a deep breathe. 'Agh..how can someone be so cute?! Calm down, Oliver. Control yourself."
"W-we have to..go inside."Oliver says.
'Did I just stutter? I stuttered! Ok, ok act like that didn't happen."
Kyle looks up at Oliver who's standing outside of the car. "Um Oliver? I can't get out. You're standing in the way."
Oliver turns even more red with embarrassment. "Right! Sorry."
He steps out of the way and Kyle climbs out of Oliver's car.
Oliver opens the trunk so that they can both get their stuff.
He closes it when they're done and they start walking back to the dorms.
They stay silent until they get to their room.
"Say, Oliver?"Kyle asks as he drops his bag to the ground and plops on the bed.
"Yeah?"
"If you're so rich, why did you choose a school like this? You could have gone to a way better school. With your own dorm and everything."
"Well...I always had my mind fixed in this school. And my Dad went to this school. And my sister. So I didn't really have much a choice. Plus, Carson was here."
"Oh. Ok. I get it."Kyle nods.
Oliver turns his eyes to look at Kyle from the corner. 'To make it even better, I get to see you. Wait, did I really just think that?!'
Oliver shakes his head and groans at his thoughts.
"What's wrong?"Kyle asks.
"Nothing."Oliver responds.
"Ok, well who's going go shower first?"
"You can, since you're tired."
"You're not?"Kyle asks in disbelief.
"Sort of. I didn't swim as much. I was mostly putting up Macey and Chases's bullcrap."
"Chase seems nice."Kyle says, grabbing a clean towel from his drawer. As well as his clothes.
"Just wait until you see him at a party. He's wild."
Kyle giggles and Oliver freezes. 'No, no, no, no. Stop being so cute!"
"Well, I'm gonna go and shower. See ya in a bit."Kyle says as he opens the door.
Oliver nods and when the door closes, he drops on his bed. "Ugh, I don't think I could've controlled myself if he had stayed here any longer."
He sighs and yawns. 'Wow I didn't even realize how tired I was.'
He's tired, but he doesn't want to fall asleep. He doesn't want to control himself. He wants Kyle.
'I want to see him. All of him.'
'WHAT AM I SAYING? I DON'T WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH HIM OR SOMETHING, RIGHT?'
"ARGHH, THIS IS TOO MUCH!"