Mr. Tutor (boyxboy) *Completed*

Chapter Twelve- Jeremiah

        “You okay?” Jumping, Miah turned to see Hayden staring at him with a confused expression.

        “Oh hi, sorry I didn’t see you there.”

        “You must’ve been thinking about something pretty hard, I was trying to get your attention for ten minutes.” Biting his lip, Miah continued looking around the full gym, constantly worried that the mysterious person sending Grady those texts was in the room.

        “Dude seriously, you’re freaking me out,” Hayden said while thumping Miah on his forehead.

        “Ugh Hay,” Miah groaned while slapping his hands away.

        “What’s on your mind?”

        “Winters, Carlyle this isn’t social hour!” They both looked up to see their coach looking right at them, not looking too happy.

        “Sorry coach!” Hayden loudly yelled while pulling Miah towards the basketball hoop.

        “Think fast!” He said before throwing a ball at him, making Miah flinch and drop it.

        “Don’t let that ball get away from you now, they’re slippery little devils.” Turning around Miah felt his cheeks flush after looking into the dark hungry eyes of Grady.

        “Perv,” he whispered making Grady chuckle before running back over to the game of badminton he was in. Turning around he threw the ball back to Hayden, who was watching their exchange with a smirk.

        “So what’s on your mind?” Hayden asked while throwing the ball into the basket.

        “Many things actually.”

        “Bad things?” Biting his lip, he took another glance around the gym while nodding.

        “I don’t know what to do about it.”

        “Let’s have a little pow ow tonight. We can all go to Grady’s house and oooo let’s eat junk food and drink extreme amounts of caffeine while we paint each other’s nails!”

        Miah couldn’t help but laugh as he threw the ball back to Hayden. “You’re not serious about the nails part… are you?”

        “We’ll see tonight,” he said while wiggling his eyebrows. Laughing, Miah shook his head, ignoring the feeling of someone staring at him.

*

        “Feeling okay?” Grady whispered while pulling Miah closer to his side.

        “Yeah, just tired,” Miah responded while snuggling deeper into his blanket and into Grady’s warm body.

        “Make sure your boyfriend doesn’t go into a sugar coma,” Miah couldn’t help but giggle while looking over at Hayden, who was sitting in Elijah’s lap eating and drinking everything sugary known to man.

        “He has to learn somehow,” Elijah muttered while looking into Miah’s eyes. “So, what’s been going on?” Miah felt Grady sigh while tightening his hold on his body while saying,

        “Someone knows about me and Miah and they’ve been sending me these texts,” he said while throwing his phone over to Elijah. Miah watched him read the texts with a frown on his face, while Hayden read them after shoving an entire Snickers bar into his mouth.

        “Who the hell would do something like this?”

        “I have no idea,” Grady said.