So. For those of you who missed the last chapter... I'll sum it up for you: Noah went to a club where Francis sings at, Francis and him started talking and Francis was being unusually sweet and telling Noah that it's okay that he's gay. The chapter ended with Francis singing a song (Lost in You by Three Days Grace) which he dedicated to Noah, and the two of them kiss.
This is NOT a story for those who are against mature matters such as mentions of sex or swearing, there's A LOT.
It's short. But that's okay.
Enjoy!
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Noah's POV
“Oh. My. God.” I panted.
I never thought my story of how I lost my virginity would be anything like this. I was always expecting losing it to someone I loved with all my heart, not some perverted teenage boy who can sing really well.
Francis laughed to himself, “Well it’s about fucking time. I never knew you would be so easy.”
“I can’t believe I just lost my virginity to you. I can’t believe I just helped you cheat, I can’t believe I just cheated on Nicole…”
“Everyone knows she was just your beard anyways.”
“Beard?” I questioned.
“It’s a person a gay man or woman dates to cover up the fact they’re gay.”
I rolled my eyes, “I’ve told you before, I’m not gay.”
“Really?” Francis raised an eyebrow. “Because the fact that you’re lying in bed half-naked next to another guy seems to point in the other direction.”
“I should’ve known you were full of shit!” I hissed while climbing out of the hotel bed and pulling on my pants. “All that stuff you told me, I should’ve known it was just some gimmick.”
“Come on babe,” Francis chuckled, “It was clever. And it wasn’t even a lie,”
“God, you’re such a pig!” I retorted. “I actually thought maybe you’re a little sweet, but it was just some act to get me to finally sleep with you.”
Francis climbed out of bed and put his hands on my shoulders, “Come on Noah, baby…”
I held up a finger. “Don’t call me that.”
“Very well,” He removed one hand from my shoulder. “I wasn’t lying to you. Nothing good comes from hiding your sexuality. Don’t hide yourself from the world.”
He paused briefly, “Now… I for one am a supporter in making the most of shitty situations. And if you’re going to be a closet gay, I suggest you enjoy it. I know I wouldn’t be opposed to hopping back into this bed and having some fun.”
I feel like I should want to punch him, or stab him, or break his limbs, but instead I don’t know what I feel. God, what is wrong with me?
“What are we gonna do?”
Francis raised an eyebrow towards me. “About what?”
“About this!” I snapped back. “I cheated on Nicole, one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met.”
“And…...?” Francis replied, completely uncaring.
“And it’s the worst thing I’ve ever done! How can you be so calm with this!? I just cheated on my wonderful, beautiful, incredible girlfriend with a guy who makes me want to cut off my own head!”
“Uh... Thanks?” Francis responded, offended by my comment.
“Nicole never learns of this. This never happened. Corey never finds out. Nicole never finds out. We act as if nothing has changed, this was nothing. Deal?”
To my surprise, Francis was angry at this. “What!?”
I looked at him, “Did I do something wrong?”
“You can’t just pretend this was nothing. You can’t lie and act as if this was some stupid fling.”
I was confused, my eyebrow shot up. “It was just some fling.”
“And here I thought you were smart…!” Francis hissed back.
I jumped back a few steps, hurt.
“I have been pursuing you for months, ever since I saw you sucking Cody’s ear, just trying to make you see there’s nothing wrong with you or your sexuality; and now that I’ve finally hooked up with you, you’re going to lie and pretend it meant nothing, when you know it meant a hell of a lot to both of us.”
I looked at him, his eyes angry and enraged. “Look; I love Nicole, and I’m dating her, and you need to accept that.”
I left right then and there, not saying another word to Francis… the worst thing was though, I’m pretty sure he was right.
This is NOT a story for those who are against mature matters such as mentions of sex or swearing, there's A LOT.
It's short. But that's okay.
Enjoy!
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Noah's POV
“Oh. My. God.” I panted.
I never thought my story of how I lost my virginity would be anything like this. I was always expecting losing it to someone I loved with all my heart, not some perverted teenage boy who can sing really well.
Francis laughed to himself, “Well it’s about fucking time. I never knew you would be so easy.”
“I can’t believe I just lost my virginity to you. I can’t believe I just helped you cheat, I can’t believe I just cheated on Nicole…”
“Everyone knows she was just your beard anyways.”
“Beard?” I questioned.
“It’s a person a gay man or woman dates to cover up the fact they’re gay.”
I rolled my eyes, “I’ve told you before, I’m not gay.”
“Really?” Francis raised an eyebrow. “Because the fact that you’re lying in bed half-naked next to another guy seems to point in the other direction.”
“I should’ve known you were full of shit!” I hissed while climbing out of the hotel bed and pulling on my pants. “All that stuff you told me, I should’ve known it was just some gimmick.”
“Come on babe,” Francis chuckled, “It was clever. And it wasn’t even a lie,”
“God, you’re such a pig!” I retorted. “I actually thought maybe you’re a little sweet, but it was just some act to get me to finally sleep with you.”
Francis climbed out of bed and put his hands on my shoulders, “Come on Noah, baby…”
I held up a finger. “Don’t call me that.”
“Very well,” He removed one hand from my shoulder. “I wasn’t lying to you. Nothing good comes from hiding your sexuality. Don’t hide yourself from the world.”
He paused briefly, “Now… I for one am a supporter in making the most of shitty situations. And if you’re going to be a closet gay, I suggest you enjoy it. I know I wouldn’t be opposed to hopping back into this bed and having some fun.”
I feel like I should want to punch him, or stab him, or break his limbs, but instead I don’t know what I feel. God, what is wrong with me?
“What are we gonna do?”
Francis raised an eyebrow towards me. “About what?”
“About this!” I snapped back. “I cheated on Nicole, one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met.”
“And…...?” Francis replied, completely uncaring.
“And it’s the worst thing I’ve ever done! How can you be so calm with this!? I just cheated on my wonderful, beautiful, incredible girlfriend with a guy who makes me want to cut off my own head!”
“Uh... Thanks?” Francis responded, offended by my comment.
“Nicole never learns of this. This never happened. Corey never finds out. Nicole never finds out. We act as if nothing has changed, this was nothing. Deal?”
To my surprise, Francis was angry at this. “What!?”
I looked at him, “Did I do something wrong?”
“You can’t just pretend this was nothing. You can’t lie and act as if this was some stupid fling.”
I was confused, my eyebrow shot up. “It was just some fling.”
“And here I thought you were smart…!” Francis hissed back.
I jumped back a few steps, hurt.
“I have been pursuing you for months, ever since I saw you sucking Cody’s ear, just trying to make you see there’s nothing wrong with you or your sexuality; and now that I’ve finally hooked up with you, you’re going to lie and pretend it meant nothing, when you know it meant a hell of a lot to both of us.”
I looked at him, his eyes angry and enraged. “Look; I love Nicole, and I’m dating her, and you need to accept that.”
I left right then and there, not saying another word to Francis… the worst thing was though, I’m pretty sure he was right.