Dianna Agron plays Sam's girlfriend
After that day Parker and I started to spend more time together. I was over to his house, a couple weeks later one day and it was really nice. I thought it was weird that he was in my science class.
"Why are you in chemistry? I thought that was a freshmen class." I asked him.
"No we have earth and science, biology, then chemistry at my old school. Science is something I'm good at so it might be the only thing I'm better then you at." He said with a smirk.
"I don't doubt it."
We were doing a project together in chemistry. We happily were able to pick our partners, which we usually weren't allowed to do, even though my brother was in that class with me and wanted to be my partner I shook my head and asked Parker to be my partner. He agreed looking nervous thinking no one would be his partner.
Even though I still sat with the popular crowd sometimes I sat with Parker at lunch sometimes too. My family still didn't want me to be around him so when we were doing our project we had to go to his house.
It was the week before Christmas break. Our project was due the week after we returned so we had plenty of time to do it.
I had been going over to his house for a few days now and I still hadn't met his mom. He still didn't use my name and just called me pretty boy. I wasn't as annoyed by it anymore.
He would drive me in his truck to his house eveyday after practice to work on our project. My shoulder started hurting in practice today, no one noticed except Parker. When we got in his car he asked me "are you ok? Did your shoulder pop out?"
I nodded. I had dislocated it at the end of 8th grade. It was usually fine but sometimes I would push too hard and pop it out.
When we got to his house he told me to lay on my stomach. I looked confused but listened to what he told me. He started rubbing my back when he got up to my shoulder it stung a little and I gasped. "Sorry." He whispered. I shook my head.
He continued to rub me it felt really nice. "You're body is stressed out. You need to relax."
After I tried to relax my body and he rubbed my lower back making me moan. He pulled his hands away.
"I'm sorry." I told him trying to get up.
He shook his head. "It's not a big deal pretty boy. A lot of people get turned on getting a massage." He went from looking nervous to not caring. I went and sat the opposite side of the room feeling nervous and embarrassed.
He came over and grabbed my left arm lifting me up. I was still staring at the ground as he put his finger under my chin "look at me" he whispered I stare into his eyes. "You shouldn't be embarrassed. I don't care. You're pretty much my only friend and you making a sound is no big deal. Ok?"
I nod still blushing. He put his arms around me hugging me. I hug him back.
"Do you want to go get something to eat? I'm kind of hungry." He asks me pulling away.
"Yeah if-if you want to." He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his car.
"Does you back feel any better? If not I can give you another massage when we get back." He was smirking.
That was the problem for me he was like this a lot. He would sometimes flirt with me then push it off like he never did it or make fun of it. I had no idea if he actually cared about me, as a friend or more or if I was the only one who would be nice to him. I never really talked to him about it either.
We went to Chik-fil-a and he bought my food. Even though I said I could pay for myself. "It's not a date so don't pay for me." I said rolling my eyes trying to pay for myself.
"Do you want it to be a date?" He said smirking at me putting his finger under my chin. The cashier was just watching us, luckily this was a girl older then us most likely in her mid 20s. "You are an ass." I said walking away as he paid for the food like he wanted smiling.
He already knew what I wanted to drink so he got my Sprite and came and sat across from me. He looked a little nervous as he sat down. "Are you mad at me?" He asked biting his lip.
"What does it matter you don't give a shit about me." He looked so pissed off when I said that. We ate and he didn't talk to me we got in the car he started driving and after a few minutes he pulled off and pulled into a park getting out.
I heard him yell. I got out of the car and walked up to him. "Do you really believe that? I'm just curious because I can't believe you would even think that let alone say it to me. Are you crazy?"
"You sit there and fuck around with me all the time I don't know if we are even friends sometimes. You sit there and flirt with me sometimes, you ask like you care about me at times then your a jerk other times. You sit there and tell me you don't care about me earlier making noises then you are a jerk and say you will do it again."
"Spencer you are my best friend. I am sorry if I don't always act like i care but I do. I would honestly do anything for you."
"You think it's funny to sit there and ask if I wanted it to be a date. That wasn't funny." I said even though I was cooling down.
"You aren't gay so I thought it was a joke. I wasn't trying to offend you and if it did I'm really sorry. I care about you and I would give you a massage again, I would buy your lunch, take you to games, do whatever you need." He looked close to tears at this point.
"How do you know I'm not gay?"
He looked at me and smirked "are you? Pretty boy? Are you gay?"
I rolled my eyes and walked away back to the car. "I won't let you in until you tell me."
I scoffed and starting walking to the direction of my house. "Hey please I honestly want to know. Are you gay?" He started walking over to me.
"Would it bother you if I was?" I asked looking at the ground.
"No." He whispered he was only a foot from me now. "It wouldn't matter to me at all."
"Then yes. I am" he hugged me. I figured he wouldn't want to be friends I had also never told anyone. Including my brother. "I haven't told anyone that though Parker. You can't tell anyone that. Please"
His finger was under my chin again as he stared into my eyes "As I said you're my best friend. I won't tell anyone. I promise."
After this we went back to his house and I asked why I never saw his mom at home. "She works from 2pm until 2am. She is on call most of the time so even after she might have to go to work. Maybe if you stayed over one night you could see her."
I was so confused because I knew a couple gay kids who let people know about them and they were pushed away by friends and family. They cast them out. I knew this one boy who told his friend he was gay and was almost killed because his friend didn't like it almost beating him to death. So I was confused why Parker didn't care.
"Why don't you care? Most people would care if their best friend told them they were gay."
"As I said you are my best friend" he was next to me in his room looking in my eyes "I don't give a shit if you're gay. I care about you no matter what."
He was so close to me. "Why haven't you told your brother?"
"I'm scared. In the month I have known you I already feel closer to you then him. Sam and I used to be so close but the past couple years, since I figured out about my sexuality, we just haven't been the same."
"When Christmas break starts you should just get away from your family for a while. Come stay with me. My grandmother lives in Colorado, we can go snowboarding she invited my mom and me to come I can ask if you can of you want?"
"I would like that if I could."
He smiled. We worked on our project for a while then he drove me home.