"Hey Ken, I have a question," Chase popped a potato chip into his mouth, chilling on the lounge couch. The petite ginger was draped over the island boy, his head lying on Chase's chest.
"Sure, what's up?" Ken piped up with a smile.
"I have a game coming up Saturday and I was wondering if you'd like to go."
He got up and gasped dramatically. His eyes widened. Chase honestly thought he said something wrong.
"I'd LOVE to go see you play!" He fell back and wrapped his arms around him.
"That's great! It starts at 12 noon at Pacific Bay High School." Chase grinned, popping another potato chip into my mouth.
Just then, Ken got up and started dancing around. He felt so special. Maybe this could be his opportunity to ask him out.
"Hey, what's going on over here?" Rodeo and Tantalis came over to where they were out of curiosity.
"Chase just invited ME to go to his football game," he bragged with a wide grin.
"Oh really?" Rodeo rose an eyebrow. "So you're not gonna invite us?"
"Oh of course! How could I not!" The curly-haired boy smiled. He wasn't planning on just inviting one person anyways.
"f**k you," Ken mouthed behind Chase, flipping them off. Thanks for ruining his time once again.
This earned a smirk from the duo.
"What time kiddo?"
"Twelve noon at my school on Saturday."
"Okay, we'll be there."
Chase smiled to himself. He can finally have some more people to support him. Not that Antwon wasn't enough, but it would be nice to have more than one person supporting him at his games.
**Domi's POV**
It was around ten at night when I heard some shuffling in Sam's room. Last week, I noticed that he left around the same time and didn't come back for a while. So out of curiosity, I decided to follow him. I lay underneath my blanket and waited until I heard him go downstairs. Then, I got up and followed him outside.
"Now introducing...BLACK MAMBA!"
Ugh, here we go again. I have to watch my ex dance around half-naked on stage. I could see Samuel at the front of the stage, so I sat at a table not too far behind to watch him, my hoodie up.
"Excuse ma'am, would you like anything to drink?" a female waitress asked.
"No thank you," I smiled, prompting her to leave.
I took a look at the stage. It was a different theme now. Chase was dressed as a modern-day cop. The stage had a single table and chair. Was he planning on bringing someone up?
I chuckled lightly to myself. So this is where Samuel sneaked off to, huh? I knew he liked him, but I didn't think he would actually go to a male strip club to watch him dance. Hell, I would've gave him the information if he just asked. Even though most girls would call me crazy for actually allowing my brother to date my ex, I found it kinda cute. Besides, it was bound to happen either way.
My eyes widened as Chase jumped off the stage and took Samuel, bringing him on stage to "arrest" him. Samuel smirked as he was being pushed onto the chair. Whoa there.
Chase stood back and began to dance, rocking his hips from side to side. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and threw it out into the crowd, getting a wave of screams. He leaned forward, putting both hands on his thighs, slowly trailing them up to his crotch. His face was incredibly close to Samuel as if he was about to kiss him but thought better of it before pulling away and turning around. He bent over right in front of him and shook his ass. Samuel bit his lip, shuffling in his seat. I could tell he really wanted to touch him, but his hands were bound behind the chair. Chase backed up on him, grinding up on him before he turned to face him. He got atop of him once more, rolling his hips. He roughly grabbed the back of his head and forced his head up to face him, wearing a smirk. He dipped his head down to suck on his exposed neck before letting him go, reaching back to undo the cuffs.
However, the guy didn't even get a chance to get off of him before Samuel picked him up from underneath and turned around to sit him on the chair.
My jaw dropped. I absolutely could not believe what I was witnessing! Who knew he would have the audacity to do something like this! They seemed really into it. My face got all hot watching them on stage. I would totally watch them f**k if I could.
The spotlight was all on them as Samuel positioned himself between his legs and thrusted into him, holding the stripper's legs above his head. The crowd went wild upon this new twist as they threw more money onto the stage.
"Enjoying yourself there?"
I jumped, turning to my left to see where it came from. My eyes had traveled upwards to make eye-contact with this gorgeous, blonde-haired man. He was smiling at me, his baby blue eyes crinkled perfectly at the corners. He worn his hair as a side-part, the longer side sweeping across his face.
"Oh, um, hello!" I stammered, praying that he wouldn't be able to see the blush creeping on my face.
"Mind if I sit with you?"
"S-Sure! Go right ahead!"
He pulled out a seat at my table and sat down, interlocking his fingers.
I averted my gaze to focus on something on the wall. I just couldn't believe a guy this handsome was sitting with me of all people! My eyes shifted back to him. He appeared to be concentrated on the dance onstage. It was then that I thought about it.
Oh God.
Please don't be gay.
I stared at him for a while pondering if I should make conversation with the guy.
A few moments went by before I looked up at the stage.
They were gone.
...What?
**Chase's POV**
I was bent over the chair grinding against Samuel. I had to admit, I didn't expect him to flip the script so abruptly, yet I liked it. With a smirk, I dipped low and went back up again before turning around and pulling his body closer to mine. Mm, he smelled like a mix of musk and cinnamon. My eyes shifted over to the crowd and spotted a familiar face.
Oh s**t.
My eyes widened before I grabbed Samuel by the arm and left the stage before flashing one last smile for appearances.
He gave me a quizzical look as I dragged him offstage, though it quietly turned into a wide grin. Oh my gosh, I already knew what he had in mind. I turned a corner and pulled him into a corner.
"What was that all about?" Samuel rose an eyebrow.
"Your sister is here," I whispered, though he scoffed, unconvinced.
"She was asleep. I checked."
"Did you really?" I narrowed my eyes. His vibrant, sky blue eyes widened as he slowly came across a realization.
"Oh no...she didn't-"
"I'm sure she did," I bit my lip, nervously.
Shit. What was she gonna think now? She clearly caught us onstage.
"My life is over," my eyes downcasted. She has all the evidence she needs now, so it's only a matter of time.
"It's not," I felt a reassuring hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Samuel's smiling face. I blushed a little- his teeth was so perfect, plus that was the first time he genuinely smiled at me. I didn't know how to feel. "Trust me. She won't say a word to anyone else."
"But she's still upset at me," I whined. "What if it all gets out and then I-"
I was cut off by a soft, virginal kiss. A small puff of air escaped my lips as he pulled away.
"Trust me."
My bright, honey eyes blinked widely before the features of my face softened.
"Alright," I nodded. I'm certain Samuel would know what he's doing.
"Well, I have to jet. I really enjoyed our time today," the left corner of his mouth creased. "Stop by my place tomorrow after school."
"But-!"
"That's an order," he demanded before leaning in to whisper, "I can still ruin you, y'know," He leaned away, going pass me and making his way to the entrance door.
He's not serious, right? Was he really still holding this over me? No matter. I went into the Dancer's Room and was instantly greeted with hooting. I felt an arm roughly hook around my neck, dragging me down.
"You were f*****g awesome! You and that guy!" Rodeo exclaimed before turning me around to face him. "Tell the truth, did you know him?"
"Uh...Well," I scratched the back of my head, trying to think. "Sorta. He's just an acquaintance," I lied.
"You should've gotten his number. I'd pay to watch you two again," Rodeo teased, my cheeks flushing a deep maroon.