Connor
My heart was thundering in my chest as I quickly dressed whilst Edward was in the shower. It was our first official morning at the camp and we were already late for breakfast. That was because of Edward and his fucking snoring that we spent most of the night insulting each other before both falling into a heap of exhaustion in the early hours of the morning.
I had three hours of sleep at best and that definitely did not leave me in a good mood. If we did not get to breakfast in time we would miss it as well and I knew I was going to be a complete grouch today if so.
Our goal was to convince Oliver we were the best of friends and wanting to kill each would definitely do the opposite of that.
I had no choice but to wear underwear today. Who knew what they had planned for us and I could not be free cocking it just because I wanted to be flexible. That meant I picked the least suspicious underwear of them all.
The bright pink boy shorts that had 'Hey sexy' written in the back. I was going to ruin Lottie as soon as I got back to London I swore. On the waist band they had a band of lace which I absolutely hated. Yes they looked sexy on a woman but on a lumper Jack like me. It made no sense.
Yet it seemed they were also one size too small! No matter which direction I turned them around, none of it worked. I regretted not just dressing after I took a shower but Edward was rushing me so much I could not focus under pressure.
In the end I abandoned the bright pink underwear and went for the black jockstrap like thong. They had diamonds at the front but at least they fit even though they left my ass out.
A thud from behind me forced me to turn around and I grabbed the pillow on my bed as a scream left my throat.
Edward stood there. Eyes as big as saucers as he looked at my underwear with a bright red face. He had dropped his toilet bag in shock and I felt like dying right then and there. No matter how fast I tried to be, I had gotten so caught up in panic that I forgot to listen if the water was still running.
"I- um," he cleared his throat and looked away. He was dressed in a black tracksuit and running sneakers. Completely normal and I bet he wore normal boxers too! "Sorry," he threw his toilet bag on his bed before quickly leaving the bedroom.
I stood there. A pillow covering my diamond covered groin and my ass out for anyone to see. Lottie loved them, said it was easy access to the back, was her exact words when she gifted them to me. When I asked her access for who! She simply giggled like a fucking idiot.
This must have been her plan all along. To embarrass me. She must have been having a good laugh wherever she was knowing what she had done. Meanwhile for me I had made up my mind! There was no way in hell I was going to still be with her after this.
First thing I would do when I set foot in London was to break up with her. She could find another boyfriend she could do her childish internet pranks too!
I quickly dressed in sweatpants, a jersey and sneakers. My bum feeling very out but I would deal with that later.
Edward was seated on the couch and when our eyes met we were both quick to look away.
"Lottie thought it would be funny to replace my underwear," I frowned, "she's always been one for laughs."
He stared at me again before firmly nodding, "Well whatever makes you comfortable mate."
I nearly exploded, "this does not make me comfortable!"
"I have a very questionable brother, trust me you're not the only man who wears thongs in this world. It's okay to be who you are," he shrugged before he stood up and stretched. "Let's go."
"I do not wear thongs!" I stomped my foot like a child, "Lottie did this to me. She bought them as a dumb prank for my birthday and I bet you know she's making a video about it as we speak! She always does this to me."
Edward shook his head as he held up his hands, "don't worry Connor you don't have to feel the need to come up with a back story. I've always been curious and male lingerie is a thing now. It's okay to want to feel special under these clothes. You're allowed to feel proud."
"Edward!" I saw red. I grabbed him by the collar of his jacket as he loudly laughed, seeming to have extreme fun at my expense. "I swear I will kill you! This is not me. I wear boxers and trunks. Not this bullshit."
"Don't shame yourself," he calmly and wisely said.
I knew exactly what he was doing and I was not willing to play his game. Therefore with every ounce of strength I had, I let go of him and was ready to march right out of that door when his hand suddenly held my left wrist, pulled me back to him before turning me around.
Our chest collided with a mini thud and I groaned but that was short lived when I felt his lips crashing into mine. My eyes were big when his one arm wrapped around my waist before his other hand held the back of my neck forcing me in place.
Every single alarm and siren was going off but like a damn fool I closed my eyes. I was confused! Maybe it was the fact he smelt so sweet and I was hungry that allowed him to kiss me or it was the fact I was too shocked to fully push him away.
Yet when his lips parted my own I momentarily understood why Holly lost her voice. Edward kissed like a god.