Damon's POV

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What the hell is wrong with me?!

I groaned loudly as I braced my head against the stall door. For days now I've found it continuously hard to control myself whenever I was around him. I wasn't even gay! But somehow, whenever he's near I can't stop my body from overheating or my eyes from getting stuck to his every move.

I groaned again and started banging my head against the door. How can I suddenly be gay?! It's impossible! I liked pussies. Nice, well rounded, vulumptous middles found only between a girl's leg. There was no way I could just wake up one day and crave the touch of a little 19 year old brown hair, green eyed boy... right?!

I sighed deeply before heading out the stall and pulled my shirt off to rinse it. In no universe would I be okay having some dude's shizz on the front of my shirt but just thinking about it was starting to turn me on. Or maybe I'm not actually gay... just for him?...

Turning on the tap, I allowed the water to soak my shirt just as the door opened and I saw Derek enter.

"Damn! Someone got lucky." He says loudly as he smacks my shoulder.

I give a halfhearted smile before rinsing my shirt off and he fixed his hair in the mirror.

"How've you been man? I hardly see you."

"You saw me yesterday Eric."

"Yeah but I feel like you bang so many girls these days... aren't we your friends anymore?"

I ignored the 'bang girls' part and once more half smiled. I knew for a fact he would beat the shit out of me for not only kissing another dude, but also jerking him off... which I don't even know why I did that, and I still don't get why Dan hadn't rat me out yet.

"Of course we're friends. I've just been a bit busy but I'm around."

"Did Tyler tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

He leant in closer to me and I instinctively backed up. "He's banging your roommate's girl."

"Oh... no."

"You good man?"

"Yeah." I cleared my throat and tried to divert attention. "How's your paps?"

"Man, I don't even wanna talk about that." My distraction worked but I could see how frustrated Eric was becoming.

He runs a hand through his short hair and I could see his shoulders physically start to sag. "He's really an ass man. He never comes to visit us and when he does, he always treats my mom like shit. I mean, I don't really care if he sees me and Dan but he knows how mom feels about him leaving to be with his new family."

"Yeah..."

"He's just an ass. I hate calling him my dad and if I had my way, he'd never see my mom or any of us ever again."

"Just try not to think about it."

"How can I not? I hear her crying in her room wondering what she did wrong when he's the one that hurt her... hurt all of us."

I hated seeing my best friend in the state he was in and although we were alike in many aspects, I knew when something was really triggering his emotions. The three of us practically grew up together and in more ways that some, we were like family.

Eric pulls something out from his pockets and smirks at me before quickly replacing it and I shook my head at the fact that he was blatantly carrying around marijuana.

"Wanna get out of here?"

"You know I don't do that anymore-"

"Don't be a pussy D."

He starts to exit the men's room and I blew out a frustrated breath before following.

"Where're we going?" I asked as I caught up with him.

My wet shirt was over my shoulder and I didn't want to be seen shirtless on campus.

"Either my room or yours." He halts for a spilt second to look at me before walking off. "Definitely yours. My roommate might be in and he's a hard ass."

I nod and we head off in the direction of my room. I knew Chris would be in class since he hardly ever skips and for a second I really wanted to be with him; wanted to see his face and that shy little thing he does when he's flustered. I mentally shook my head clear at how quickly my thoughts went to him just as we arrived at my dorm.

I threw my shirt into the bathroom and sat on my bed as Eric lit one of the three joints in his hand. I hadn't smoked since last semester and I knew doing it now would get me high faster than usual. He takes a few pulls before handing it to me and I could feel my heart beat faster as I placed it to my lips.

I had promised Levi that I would change my life or at least try and smoking was definitely on that quit list. But this is my friend and he really needed some sort of distraction. The first pull tasted familiar but ancient at the same time and an unexpected shudder travelled through me.

"Man, I think something is really up with your roommate." Eric says out of the blue, causing me to open my eyes and look at him.

"Meaning?" The marijuana in my system was already starting to take effect and if I was being entirely honest, I felt completely calm.

"There's a rumor going around that he might be gay."

I laughed as his statement caught me off guard. "Really? Who told you that?"

"Don't know... probably just heard it from some chick."

"Hmm."

I closed my eyes as I literally felt like they were too heavy and I welcomed the silence that surrounded us. It was just like old times; Eric and I would just smoke weed and munch on snacks while talking about whatever happened in our life and then lay down near each other and slept.

It was better than getting pissed drunk and making a mess of ourselves and we actually felt better after hitting some. Dan was always the odd one in our three way friendship and it wasn't because he never smoked, it was just cause Eric and I had more in common than me and Dan... I mean, who knows, maybe one day I'll find something that we both have in common.

I groaned below my breath as my mind slowly started to clear and I felt myself slipping into the abyss that was sleep.