property of liam dunbar {boyxboy}

eight • property of liam dunbar

{brett talbot}

One Month Later (September)
I fix the nets in my lacrosse stick, lacrosse tryouts is tomorrow and I have to be ready if I want to be on the team.

Liam has been avoiding me for a whole month. He switched seats in our classes together so we don't sit next to one another.

He even avoids me in Advanced P.E.. And that's hard to do since we workout and need to help each other.

Whenever I look at him, he's looking straight ahead avoiding eye contact. I don't text him, call him, or sit with him at lunch. I guess he needs space from me and take in the information I gave him, about being gay. And touching his thigh just made it worse.

My feelings towards him get's stronger and I can't help it. He's fucking adorable, hot, sexy, and many other words that can describe as being hot, and his shortness is not helping at all. But I don't want to rush things with Liam because he still believes he's straight as a stick, but he's not, he's a straight up broken stick in multiple places.

I tried to talk to him a couple of weeks ago, and he punched me in the face twice. And told me to stay away from him. Even though he's shorter than me, he can still fight.

Now, when I sit at lunch people stare at me. They all want to know what the fight was about and they will never know.

Nick, the guy that was fighting in the boys locker room, bullies me and I really don't give fuck either because all he does is threaten me and sometimes push me around. He thinks I'm gay, and he wants to tell everybody in the school. He is popular and kids will probably believe him. Nick even ambushed me in the boys locker room, to get me alone.

"I know you're fucking gay, I see you looking at Liam when he works out. And I know you don't want people to know about you. So I'll make a deal with you, you either blow me or I tell the whole school that you're a queer. And I know some homophobic people." He smirked at me, "No I'm not doing that shit" I try to walk past him.

He grabs my arm and pulls me back "And I will tell everybody about Liam too" he seethed at me. I didn't want people to know about Liam, if they didn't Liam would hate me even more and never talk to me again. I snatch my arm away, I set my backpack down on the ground as got I my knees.

And he took out his member.

I shiver at the memory. When I got home I brushed my teeth until they bled.

Liam talks to Mason now. They've gotten really close which makes me jealous. I want that for me and Liam, to talk again and be friends or more if he can stop being a stubborn little brat and just believe me, when I say he's gay.

"Honey the guests are here" she opens my bedroom door, "why aren't you ready for the party" she shuts my door softly and sits next to me on my bed.

"I don't want to go to the party" I continued to do fix my lacrosse stick net, "Why?" She asked "Because you invited Liam's mom and I already know he's not going to be down there. And plus, right now Liam and I are not on speaking terms still" I look at her from my net.

Her hair was done real nice with sparkling berets and she wore nice pearl earrings with a pearl necklace and a blue fitting dress with black sandals. I guess the party she's having is fancy.

"You never know he might actually come. And you need to talk to him again and this is your only chance. This could be a sign for you" she places a hand on my back. And I shrug it off "Why do you even care, you never did accept me for who I am" I stood up and went to put my lacrosse stick away in my closet.

"Because I realize a good mother would love their son for what they become. And I want to be that good mother" she stands up "I hope you change your mind and come downstairs to the party" she walks to my door and leaves.

I could hear light music playing from downstairs. I could go downstairs and just avoid Liam or go downstairs and try to talk to Liam and get punched in the face again in front of everybody. Decisions, decisions. Well, I'm going to take a risk and talk to him.

I brush my teeth while I was in shower then get out. I go through my closet and put out a nice white long sleeved button down shirt and slack pants with a belt.

I put on my white long sleeved button down shirt and left two buttons undone, and roll my sleeves up to my elbows. I put on my slack pants and looped the belt on me. I put on black socks and my dress shoes. I tuck in my shirt a little.

I go to my bathroom and do my hair. Running my fingers through the curls, pushing them back.

I leave my bathroom and room. The music was still playing faintly and I could hear people chatting. I take a deep breath and walk down the stairs.

When I got down the last two steps I got some attention. They stared at me as if I was the most important person of the party. I smile lightly and continued down the last two steps. There was a couple of old people and some that were young too.

I found my mom and walked over to her. "I'm glad you came down" she said as I reached her, I smile at her then gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug. I turn to see who she is talking too. Liam's mom.

"Hi, Brett how've you been" she places a hand on my right bicep then takes it away.

"I'm doing good how about you Ms. Dunbar" I smile at her, she was really pretty for her age. Her short hair was done in a ponytail and wore a navy blue dress with white sandals.

"I'm doing well, Liam and I went to this amazing restaurant yesterday. They have the best bread sticks ever" she smiles from ear to ear. I smile even wider.

"Where is Liam by the way" mom asked Ms. Dunbar "He said he didn't want to come but I told him to think it over" she held her plastic wine glass close to her chest. I was slightly disappointed that he's not coming but deep down I knew he wasn't coming anyway.

I look down at her drink then to her chest. She wore a beautiful gold necklace with a cross. "That is a beautiful necklace you're wearing" I pointed to her chest, she looks down at her necklace and places a hand to it "Well thank you Brett, my first love gave me this necklace" she smiles then it falters. I wanted to asked who her first love was but that's none of my business.

"Mom, do you mind if I had a glass of wine too" I turned to her and smile. She looks at me thinking "I guess you could, you're nineteen, in two years you'll be twenty one. But only one glass" she held up a finger to me.

I kiss her cheek once more then left for the kitchen. There was one or two people in the kitchen chatting away, I grab the plastic wine glass and the wine bottle, it was red wine.

I set the bottle back down on the counter. I took a sip of the wine and it was good, I put my left hand in my pocket and held the wine in my other hand.

"Brett" my eyes go wide, a voice I thought I would never hear today or ever again.