November 7th 2:00 PM 

Asher’s POV 

I was almost shaking; I haven’t spoken to him in 2 weeks. I’ve been avoiding him. Some part of me still likes him. He only felt that way when he was drunk. 

I saw them get closer, just before Devon entered, I pulled him away from Mason, dragging him towards the washroom. 

“At least take me to dinner first, Asher,” Devon joked as I leaned on the door. 

I questioned whether I should lock the door, after a few seconds I decided to lock it. 

“I was joking!” Devon raised his hands in a mock surrender. I stayed leaned against the door. “I’m guessing I should apologize.” 

“You think?” I rolled my eyes, why did i choose to do this.  

He sighed, now standing a foot away from me, “I fucked up, badly. I only kissed you because i was drunk, i knew if i had to, i could blame it on the alcohol, because I didn’t want to believe that I actually like you...” He looked away, rubbing the back of his head with his palm, “but I couldn’t pretend anymore, I like you, Ash, I have for months, i just tried to force it down.” 

He stepped closer to me, now just a few inches away, I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest. “I didn’t have the guts to admit it, I didn’t even have the guts to call myself gay, but i do now, that doesn’t fix all the shitty things i did or said, but I want you to know,” He placed his hands on my face, smiling. “I love you, Asher.” 

I closed the small gap in between us. A soft smile covering my my face as we kissed. It was nice. After a few seconds Devon start to get handsy, moving his hands just below my waist, I pulled away, “At least take me to dinner first,” I joked, I unlocked the door, he looked disappointed. “I’ll be right back, just gotta make sure Danny and Mason aren’t killing each other.” 

Devon laughed as i exited. I opened the door, half expecting to walk into a screaming match between the two of them. “How did it g-” Danny was almost sobbing into Mason’s shoulder, “I swear to fucking god Maze, if you already fucked up aga-” 

Mason ignored me, lifting Danny’s head, kissing his forehead. I couldn’t hear what he whispered, but Danny nodded, and he whispered something then pulled him in for a kiss, I just walked back to the washroom, Devon was staring in the mirror, he didn’t even look at me until he heard the lock click. 

He stepped forward towards me, this time i wasn’t leaning on the door, I was sitting on the counter.  

A smirk was on his face; he put himself between my legs and pulled me closer to him. He smiled as one of his hands landed on my upper thigh, his fingers doing tiny circles. 

His other hand landed on the back of my neck. He started to kiss my neck, just enough to leave marks, still moving his fingers in circles on my thigh 

 I already could feel my heart pounding and blood rushing to my dick... fuck. He has barely done anything. 

“It’s so easy to tease you,” I looked down, i could see the tent forming in my pants, and noticed one forming in his. “Yet it's so easy to take it away,” He removed his hand and stepped back, I felt my heart tear into 2 while pounding. 

He laughed at my fear, returning to his spot, his hand a lot closer than before. His eyes flickered from my bulge to my face, “You want help with that?” 

I nodded. 

“Verbal answer please.” 

“Yes, please Devon.” 

He smiled softly, moving both of his hands to my waistband, slowly pulling down my sweatpants and boxers, slowly enough that he was teasing me, he was enjoying this. 

“Devon, stop teasing me...” I whined, Jesus fucking Christ this is embarrassing, especially in a school bathroom of all places, not even in a stall, at the fucking sinks. 

He smirked, “Don’t rush me, Ash, I’m trying to be a gentleman, unless you don’t want me to be gentle.” 

“I don’t give a shit, please,” I was feeling helpless, and i was cringing at my own words, fuck I'm definitely embarrassing myself. 

Without hesitation, he pulled my pants and boxers to my ankles, I felt so exposed sitting here, i felt nervous, not like how i did when he was just teasing. 

I saw his eyes flicker back up to my face, in less than a second his hands were on the sides of my face, “Ash? You, okay?”  

I want to say no, but i didn’t want to disappoint him, so i nodded.  

“Verbal please.” 

“I’m okay,” I know he could tell i was lying, because instead of listening to me, he pulled my pants and boxers up to my thighs, i pulled them up the rest of the way. I sat up against the mirror, hugging my knees to my chest. 

Devon just stood there, silent, then climbed onto the counter, sitting beside me. 

“How did you know i was lying?” I looked away, i was pretty sure he was disappointed. 

He laid his head on my shoulder, “Neither of us can lie, especially not to each other,” He turned my face to look at him, “Why did you lie?” 

“I-” I hesitated, i didn’t want to admit it, but i knew he could tell if i lied, “I didn’t want to disappoint you, Dev. You seemed so eager...” 

“Asher, if i am disappointed, that’s on me, not you,” He kissed my cheek and put his head back on my shoulder. “I love you, Ash, I love you so fucking much.” 

I leaned my head slightly on his, “I love you too.” 

He sat back up, a mischevious grin covering his face, I knew he had some idiotic idea, “What if we pretend?” 

“Huh?” 

“What if, when we leave here, we pretend like we fucked,” There is the idiotic idea. 

I rolled my eyes, “Why, Devon?” 

“The look on Mason’s face would be priceless,” He smiled a genuine smile, as if he hadn’t just had the most diabolical idea, “You already look the part,” gesturing to my pants and the line of hickeys on my neck. 

I almost laughed, “Okay, so I ‘look the part’ but what about you?” 

He thought this through with a cocky grin on his face, “I just have to look like i had the time of my life.”  

I wanted to argue, but he wasn’t technically wrong. 

“Fine.” 

“Wait what?” 

“I said fine, we can do that,” I hopped off the counter, Devon following behind.