Chapter Fourteen

On Monday in school, Casper and James were beginning to freak their friends out.

They arrived together, sitting down at their usual table without a hint of bitterness or aggression in their tone as they talked back and forth, not once insulting or cursing to one another at all. They both smiled openly, hardly even acknowledging their friends as they talked and laughed. Logan stared at them with wide, confused eyes, glancing at Hedgehog uncertainly which she returned. Daisy just sat back, grinning into her water bottle.

The last time they had seen them both together they had been shouting at other - not the usual delusional hate they put up, nor the sexual tension that seemed to float around them whenever they were together in the same proximity, but serious full blown anger and actual tension. But now they were both teasing each other, heavily filled with sexual innuendoes and snorting and giggling like a couple of drunks at everything one said and they were always touching each other in some way whether it was their elbows or the quick brush of fingertips on another's skin.

Even in the classrooms they couldn't at least try and stay away from each other: always stealing glances, texting each other under the table although they were only one away from each other. There was one point James got up to sharpen his pencil and when walking back he subtly traced his finger slowly up Casper's bare arm making him shiver, they both grinned at each other as the class was oblivious.

Or so they thought, Daisy grinned from the back of the English class at the two. Obviously everything worked out with them two and she was glad. For so long had they been fighting and for two people that had so much history together not getting along for almost their whole lives. She was happy for them.

In music they were both 'practicing' on the keyboard. Casper was trying to learn the start of 'I Dreamed a Dream' when James kept pushing the high chords on the keyboard every five notes, throwing him off. Casper shoved him and glared playfully each time.

But then he kept doing it and Casper snapped.

"Do it again and I'll fucking kill you." Casper warned with his headphones still on.

James, who was mid-way to the high 'G', smirked and pressed it anyway because he was an actual bastard.

Casper punched him the stomach and James buckled over in his seat with a huff. Casper turned to go back to playing when he heard James make a quick recovery as he started to laugh then all but leaped over Casper and pressed wildly and relentlessly of any key he could, raking his fingers up and down Casper's keyboard in a sad attempt of retribution. Casper cried out as the racket and noise pierced through his headphones which ended up being ripped out of their socket making the noise catch the attention of a few classmates as Casper struggled to get him off; he thumped James' arm to stop, tried to shove him away but the two ended up in hysterical laughter until there was an endless noise of chords as the both shook into one another, leaning on the keyboard for support. At this point the whole class had turned to look at them, their teacher screeched at them to stop the racket and acting like idiots and get back to work.

The two of them reluctantly got off one another and turned to go back to their keyboard work but not without quiet sniggers and snorts as the hysterics continued, a coughing fit was then ensued by Casper as he tried to cover up a sudden burst of laughter which then got James going.

Hedgehog had observed the whole thing from the beginning; her face morphed into a rare emotion of disgust as she watched the two idiots she called friends. They were sickening.

That day at lunch she leaned into Daisy and inhaled her sweet flowery scent as if in recovery. Daisy held no complaints as she patted her girlfriend's head- any other person had done so they would have lost a hand- and casually continued to eat her ham sandwich.

"I'm telling you guys," Logan said quietly, looking around with caution," something happened between James and Casper on Saturday before Casper came back when James took off. "

"Agreed." Hedgehog mumbled from the crook of Daisy's neck.

Daisy said nothing and preoccupied herself with eating her sandwich.

A little too much.

"You know something." Logan narrowed his eyes at her and Hedgehog lifted her head." Don't you?"

Daisy's eyes went wide as she gulped down her sandwich." I have no idea what you are talking about," she squeaked.

"Bullshit!" Logan accused, his whole face lit up."You do. Come on spill!"

Daisy looked at Logan, she knew he would nag and annoy her until she came clean, and then there was Hedgehog who urged her strongly with her eyes. It was unfair really; she'd never been able to resist those gray eyes, like a clouded sky just before a storm. Daisy sighed in defeat.

"Casper's going to kill me..." she murmured." Fine. But if he does kill me I swear I'll haunt your asses for the rest of your miserable lives." She warned seriously.

"If it keeps you with me forever even in the afterlife then I don't see a problem with it." Hedgehog smiled. Logan gagged.

"That's sweet, Honey, "Daisy placed a hand on her hand on her face gently."But sucking up to me is not going to help me tell you anything any faster, or my haunting any less promising.

Hedgehog sat up straight with a scowl while Logan gave a guffaw, leaning his head back with it.

"I'm really starting to see who actually wears the pants in the relationship between you too." Logan said. Hedgehog kicked him under the table and he yelped.

"Nobody wants to know about what you think." Hedgehog glared at him.

"Do you guys want to know or what?" Daisy cut in before Logan could retort. The two turned to her expectantly." You know when Casper and James left that day? Well... uh I really don't know if I should I tell you this..."

"Stop being a tease Daisy," Logan whined." Hoggy might like it but I don't."

Hedgehog kicked him again." Don't call me that." She hissed.

"Whatever." Logan huffed, looking slightly red in the face as he obviously tried to restrain how much pain he was in. Hedgehog was lethal. "Just tell us Daisy."

"Okay, okay." Daisy said and told them vaguely what Casper had said to her that day. No way was she going into detail. They could know the facts and that was that.

"But it doesn't explain why they are acting like they are now."

"Yeah, they're worse than you guys." Logan complained. Hedgehog went to kick him but he tucked his legs up on his chair with a wide smile.

"Exactly." Daisy pointed her bread crust at Logan."Something happened after that because at my house Casper was freaking out."

Logan looked at the bread crust like he wanted to nothing more than to eat it right off Daisy's hand, it took him a few seconds and blinks before he looked up and Daisy to respond."...And now they're being all gross and staring at each other like they want to fuck each other's brains out."

Hedgehog gave a noise mixed of amusement and disgust of the crude statement.

"At least it isn't like they were after that stupid game of Gay Chicken." Daisy said, her voice growing acidly towards the end making Hedgehog wince. Their relationship was still slightly recovering from that night. "If anything they way they are acting is a good thing. They are actually getting along."

There was a pause.

"So basically Casper and James finally got off." Logan concluded.

Hedgehog gave him a slight whack over the head for his stupidity."We already knew that dumbass."

"Well sorry." Logan held up his hands.

"It's kind of weird though, actually seeing it." Hedgehog said quietly, totally ignoring him.

"Yeah," Logan agreed."I'm now the only straight person in this group."

Both Hedgehog and Daisy scoffed at that, laughing loudly.

"Why are you guys laughing? I'm being totally serious."

Daisy chortled while Hedgehog gave a snort."Aye, okay mate." She patted his shoulder humorously.

As Logan tried to convince the two girls of his sexuality James and Casper were in the library attempting a forgot project that was due the next period. If anything the two boys had given up but still not willing to leave the computers for the first years hovering around them like vultures waiting for the death of their prey.

"Scram you little shits." Casper snapped at them when the crowd became bigger, leering at them.

"You aren't even using them!" one piped up from the back. Casper couldn't even glower at him properly as he couldn't even see him.

"Do I look like I give a fuck?" Casper retorted. "Fuck off you buddle of twats."

James watched, deeply amused, as Casper and the first years threw insults back and fourth.

"I'm a fucking fifth year. Respect my authority!" Casper was always bad at impressions but he been obviously practising and it surprised a laugh out of James and a few of the first years - who either watched South Park or thought Casper was a complete nutjob.

Probably the latter as they parted slowly and moved on from the computers, realising they were fighting a lost battle. One of them even stuck their middle finger up and Casper gasped at him.

"Honestly I think they're getting cheekier every year," Casper scowled while retaliating with two middle fingers."They need to learn their place."

"You were just as bad as them at your age." James mused, clicking away at random clipart stored in the computer.

"Like you were any better." Casper retorted.

"I'm not saying I wasn't." James admitted."We were both little shits."

Casper made a noise of agreement.

"...and you still are."

"Shut up." Casper went to push at him but James grabbed his wrist with both hands. Casper's breath hitched and his eyes got wide, all amusement lost as James gently squeezed his wrist and swiped his thumb over his pulse, his green eyes sparkling with intent.

What was he doing? Was he an absolute idiot? They were in the middle of the school and anyone could see them, they would be shunned and oppressed relentlessly if it got out. Casper, however, was an apparent idiot too when he didn't stop him as James laced their fingers together, not one of them breaking eye contact. James' eyes were hooded, a vivid green and full of want, Casper wanted nothing more than to kiss him right then and there. Casper licked his lips and saw James' eyes flash at the movement. Crap.

"MR DAVIDSON AND MR FAYE!" A shrill voice interrupted them, making the two boys jump out of their skin and leap away from each other in fright making James' computer chair slam into the wall and Casper' almost rolled into the middle of the library space between the row of computers and book shelves."IF YOU AREN'T USING THE COMPUTERS THEN LET ANOTHER PUPIL ON FOR ITS INTENDED PURPOSE!"

The two boys sat frozen and red in the face. Letting out a huge, shaky breath of relief they laughed.

Miss Stewart was a right old cow of a librarian who liked to think she was just like the other teachers that actually taught classes and got paid a better salary but she just tended the books and the library computers. She favoured the first years and gave everyone else shit.

"Bitch." Casper gasped through silent laughter, looking at James through teary eyes of the restraint. He saw his face was further still highlighted with blood under his cheeks and was also repressing laughter of his stupidity. He was beautiful.

"I think we should go before she chucks us out." James snorted, flicking his red fringe out of his eyes.

"Yeah." Casper responded automatically.

They shut their computers down and gathered their stuff quickly and went out the second door to avoid interference with the wrath of Miss Stewart. She screamed after them because she had some rule against anyone going through it. Maybe she thought people sneaked away stealing her books or something. The only book worth reading in here was the one, and only one, copy of the Hunger Games. The rest of the time she brought in Jaqueline Wilson and Gwyneth Rees that weren't even fit reading material for the upper primary students never mind the first years and older.

"I'll just say I left it at home." James said, talking about the homework they had just given up on. Casper made a communitive noise in response making sure he stuck close enough to purposely brushed James' arm with his own. The halls were bare of students and anyone seeing them from behind would wonder why they were sticking so close but Casper didn't really care at this moment.

The rush of excitement he got just from the slight touches of James got him smiling for ages, the fact they were becoming so constant was exhilarating and Casper was on a high he never wanted to fall from ever. The scary thing was, it had only been a little over two days. Casper knew this was them being caught in the moment of whatever him and James was and Casper was fine with just going with it, wherever it was going he was sure they would cross that bridge when they came too it but just now Casper was fine with just being with James.

They both wandered the corridors aimlessly until the bell rung when they made their way to class. They got shit for not having their projects in on time and were told of constantly throughout the lesson and the next as they continued to disrupt the class continuously until James was sent outside.

"Farewell, my love." James called to Casper with a hand raised as he made his way to door. "I'll see you in the next life."

Casper giggled happily into his hands as he watched the red hair disappear out the door followed by a murderous looking Mrs Avoy slamming the door behind her. Despite the many faces turned towards him, more in curious amusement than anything else Casper grinned happily as the class buzzed about James and then move on with whatever else.

"Are you guys, like, going out?" his classmate, Kirsta Brown, asked him. She looked more into the gossip than curious, her left eyebrow arched high and her pale lips pursed. Her friend giggled at the question and the group of girls he had unfortunately been placed into leaned in for the answer, their eyes wide and eager.

Casper leaned into his hand and shook his head but with a smile on his lips, he ignored the look Kirsta gave her friend Bethany like she didn't believe him but he wasn't lying; him and James weren't going out but he sure as hell liked whatever it was and what it could become. He liked James, he liked him a whole lot and it didn't even freak him out. God knows how long he had, covering it up with hate because he was oblivious and it was the only thing he knew how to feel, then the affection for James slowly making its way to the surface but never making itself known. Casper wondered just how long he could've kept up the facade he had going before the game at the party came crashing down the border built up over 11 years.

God, how much time had they wasted?

Casper didn't dwell on past mistakes, not that he had the chance too when James comes swaggering in with a shit eating grin, he eyed Casper immediately and blows a kiss. Casper shakes his head and groans into his arms as he feels the eyes of the room turn to him again. Fucking asshole James Davidson. Despite it all he gave a short muffled laugh into his arm. There was no chance that the school weren't going to be acknowledgeable of Casper and James if this kept up but Casper found that he didn't seem to care.

When the bell rung to go home Casper and James found themselves instantly going towards each other and making their ways home for the first time without a fuss and it was nice except for the impulse of urges to reach out and just touch.

They got to their street and stopped at Casper's pathway leading to the house. They lingered, peeking at each other through coloured fringes before Casper said:

"Do you want to come inside?"

The boys entered the house to find it empty, Casper's mum's shift wasn't over yet and his Dad probably just went to start his.

The boys wanted to be close, wanted to touch and touch until their hands were a permanent fixture on each other's body but they were trying to be subtle about it. Caser put on the TV and turned to some random show and they sat down like they were actually going to watch it.

James wasted no time when he draped his arm over Casper, waiting a beat before he started stroking his hair and then his ear. Casper leaned into the touch, moving ever closer and arching his neck so that James had easy access when he traced his fingers lightly down from the crook to his throat making Casper shiver. When James used his thumb to raise his neck and pull him close Casper obliged happily meeting James half way.

They both moan simultaneously as their lips touched finally after a whole day of waiting, just slight pecks at first, sweet and slow until it took a turn to long bruising kisses and but a moment later until James asked for entrance and their tongues intertwined eagerly. They shifted position without breaking away, James' hands moved down to the sofa for support as he pushed Casper down and leaned over him, Casper wrapped his arms around James' neck automatically, tangling his hands in his hair, pulling him closer and twisting his legs to let James in a more comfortable position for both of them. James practically slid up Casper's body and he gasped as their lower regions touched. He felt James smile into their kiss and Casper retaliated with another thrust making James groan and Casper grin which James killed instantly with angling himself to kiss Caper deeper.

His eyes fluttered and Casper felt drunk, totally intoxicated with James as their hands roamed and their tongues collided, engulfed with the scent of his aftershave and fabric softener.

Three days. Three days was all it took for Casper to become addicted.

Somehow James had removed his own jumper so it was only his and Casper's thin, white school shirts between skin to skin contact, bare chest to bare chest, heart against heart both beating frantically. Casper made a singularly loud groan when thinking about what it would be like to have them both off.

James' hand found their way to the hem of Casper shirt, placing his hand at his waist and then slowly going upwards across Casper's ribs making him grunt a little at the ticklish feeling. He looked at James through his eyelashes, intense green stared back before they descended to his neck making Casper's eyes close once again, he bit his lip not daring to let as much noise come out of his mouth than what could. As James explored Casper's neck Casper sought out to get rid of James' shirt, tugging frantically at the button. Too many clothes, too many barriers. Goddammit, school uniforms were so damn hard to get off.

As Casper tugged harder James snorted into Casper's neck, his whole body going slack and pressing into Casper from the effort of trying to keep above him. He shook so much that Casper couldn't only feel it, but ended up moving with him.

He scowled." Why are you laughing?"

James laughed again, coming up to meet his eyes with a shining amusement," It just..." he bit his lip," someone is quite eager, aren't they?"

Casper scowled deeper."It's your stupid shirt," Casper whined, giving it another tug of annoyance. He shifting a little, then he smirked." But I'm not the only one." To emphasise his point Casper took a confident thrust of both hardened groins, making James buckle and gasp. His face was flushed and glistening with sweat and he was just freaking beautiful. Casper took no hesitation to capture his lips again.

This time they basked in it; just tasting each other's tongue, feeling every part they could get a hold of until Casper ended up with his hands on James' perfect ass cheeks (much to James' amusement) and James overall preferred his hands gripping lightly onto Casper's hair, tugging and teasing.

Casper had just finally figured how to ease James' stubborn buttons to slide out of their slots when came a rumble and squeak of a car pulling up in the driveway. Both boys froze instantly. James pulled away from Casper's face and they both shared a look of open eyed panic. They stayed that way, whether to confirm the dreaded or out of disorientated confusion, until there was a slam of a car door and they all but scrambled, falling off the couch with a loud bang only to jump up as quickly, snatching.

James stood in the middle of the room, clothes in hand with a wide eyed look of confusion and fear of where to go as Casper struggled to grab his tie because apparently his fingers couldn't freaking work when it most mattered.

"Upstairs!" Casper ushered frantically when he got the tie at long last, pushing James toward the hall door."Go, go!"

They both ran, Casper's hand on James' back the whole time to guide him, stumbling up the stairs only to reach half way when the rattle of keys came from the other side of the door. Casper and James both almost banged straight into the wall and they rounded a corner and bursting through the first door to Casper's room and all but jumping on the bed as his mother was heard humming to herself coming through the door.

"Casper, honey?" she calls up the stairs."Are you here?"

"Yes mum!" he called back, telling James to fix his freaking shirt and put on his damn tie and jumper through wild hand motions. James gave a playful smirk as he stood to pull on his jumper over his white - and severely ruffled - shirt.

"Who else is here?" she asked tensely.

She must've seen James' shoes at the door. He looked at James and he gave an easy shrug and flopped back down on the bed. Casper eye rolled.

"Just James, mum."

There was a pause.

"Well, isn't that nice. Hello James, Dear" She said genuinely and with a hint of relief. She seriously would never let Logan set foot in her house ever again.

James called a polite hello back, his face tinting red.

"Are you staying for dinner, James?"

Casper asked him for an answer with his eyebrows. James shrugged again.

"Yes he is." Casper answered for James. He hated that indecisive crap. James just smiled

"Okay, honey." And then there was a quiet noise of the hall door being close and a faint click of her heels along the wooden floor to the kitchen.

To waste the time between then and dinner the two boys sat on the bed with Casper's laptop and surfed through random YouTube videos and Reddit, sometimes snickering when they met each other's eyes, blushing, or full out laughing but completely ignoring the raging hard ons in their boxers.

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I am so sorry about how long this took.

If you got my last broadcast you will know that i was sick last week so I didn't get to finsh the end of chapter fourteen and then I had to catch up on all the work I missed -.- So not fun. But here it is! Woo!

I've kind of looked over and over this, it bugs me quite a bit. If anything stands out to make no sense please don't hesiate to point it out with me. I live to serve.

I'd like to thank Creekgurl4Life for the message she posted on my wall last night, it was what made me get up and actually finsh this chapter because she was so understanding and sweet, which is why I dedicated it to her. Thanks dude.

Also she was my sixtith follower! WHAT!? seriously guys I love you. Not to meantion the reads, votes and comments. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

Now back to studying for the torture chamber. peace out.