I watched in silence as Andrew disappeared down the hall, leaving me confused as to what the hell just happened. I thought it was a crazy coincidence that he was standing before me, but apparently he interpreted it as a joke I was playing on him? That doesn't even make any sense. I tried to stifle the annoyance that was building up inside me and slammed the door to my room shut, ignoring the lady that was still standing in the hallway, staring at me in such a peculiar fashion, I could feel her judgment even from the other side of the door.
I threw myself face down onto my mattress, letting my pillow stifle the sound of my annoyed groan. Everything Andrew said was eating me alive right now. First off, obviously I had no involvement with that Brian guy. That didn't even make any sense. How could I, when I had just met him in a club earlier that week? Not to mention, Andrew was the one who came on to me. It's not like I convinced him to shove his tongue down my throat. He grabbed me first, in an attempt to make Brian jealous.
Also, I could have sworn he said that Brian moved to New York. So again, it didn't make sense!
I couldn't fault him for reacting negatively, really. I rolled onto my back and stared up at the ceiling of my room. I needed to decorate this room, I realized. It was obviously meant for two people, and knowing my father, he probably pulled some strings to get me my own place. As if being a college freshman wasn't hard enough, let's add in some special treatment to make sure all the other students really hate me. Hopefully people wouldn't think it was weird and be too upset about it. I had to imagine there were other people on this campus with ridiculous parents with even more ridiculous requests than whatever my father came up with. The only thing I could be grateful for is that he would probably forget about me until November rolled around and I had to go home for Thanksgiving.
The thing that bothered me most about my interaction with Andrew, though, was his stupid assumption about my age. I would turn 19 in a week. He couldn't be older than 21. There was no reason to make such a big fucking deal over my age. The bigger issue is that he's my RA and I'm assuming there are some rules about hooking up with the residents of your hall. Maybe we could get around that...
Then again, that would involve him wanting to see me again, which he obviously doesn't.
I briefly considered going to find him so I could yell at him and tell him exactly what I thought of his douchebag behavior, but then I decided it was probably best to avoid pissing him off even more. I was saved from my dumb decision either way by my phone beeping with a text from Jason telling me to meet him and Matt down on the lawn in the quad in front of our dorm. Jason and I were lucky enough to live in the same dorm, although I don't think we were on the same floor. I didn't even realize he would already be on campus and ready to hang out, but I wasn't going to turn down the chance to hang out with them before Mat had to leave for Brown.
It wasn't hard to spot the lovebirds, since they were the only ones on the lawn with four huge bodyguards surrounding them. I was used to Matt's security detail by now, but it was alarming for other people. The guys usually kept their distance, but it was weird knowing they were always being watched. Fortunately, Jay would be left alone once Matt left, but for now, he was part of the entourage. Ever since Matt's father announced his candidacy for president, things were a little crazy. It wasn't such a bug deal when we were in high school because the campus was gated and secure, but out in the real world, he was under the microscope. Of course, Captain America wasn't even remotely bothered by it, as long as Jay was within five feet of him, I never saw anything less than a smile on his face lately.
"Hey, Josh!" Jay greeted as I approached. They were sitting under a tree, where the heat was a little less oppressive than out on the lawn. "How was your move in?"
"It was good. Glad there are finally other people on campus though." I told him as I plopped down next to him, rolling out onto my stomach and propping myself up on my elbows so I could see them. "What are you guys doing?"
"Just finished moving my stuff in. Matt has to go in an hour or two but wanted to see you before he left." Jay told me, grinning widely at Matt as he spoke. The two of them had so much love between them, it was almost nauseating.
"Aww, Matt, you shouldn't have." I batted my eyelashes at him. He rolled his eyes and threw some grass at my face, but I knew it was in good fun. I liked to give him a hard time, but it was hard not to like Matt. He was perfect for Jason, no matter how much I hated to admit it, and he was nothing but kind to me, even when we had had our differences at the end of the school year. He could have alienated me from Jason's life, but instead, he took me in and was actually a pretty good friend. As is evident by the fact that he would rather hang out with me than just along with Jason having all kinds of raunchy sex before he had to leave.
And from what Jason had told me, Matt was into all sorts of kinky things.
"Any cute guys on your floor?" Matt probed.
"Well, that didn't take you long." I glared at him. "Why are you in such a rush to pawn me off?"
He just laughed at me, and pulled Jason closer to his side. "I just want you to be happy." He told me as he absent mindedly rubbed Jay's back. The two of them were always at such ease with each other. There was some kind of magnetic force between them that kept them touching constantly whenever they were near each other. it was kind of sweet, once you got over the initial gag reflex, that is.
"I'm fine." I told him.
"You know, I have a friend who lives in this dorm too." He started, but I shot him a look and he shut right up. "I'm just saying. If you change your mind." He offered quickly.
Jay laughed at him, giving him a nudge with his shoulder. "Josh won't change his mind. He's never going to settle down. You know that. He gets bored too easily."
And there is was. Everyone thought I just wanted to be some slut running around town. No one took me seriously, and no one ever wanted to actually date me. The downside of being the only gay kid in high school I guess. Everyone wanted a secret blow job or handy here or there, but no one wanted anything long term. Hooking up with Adam was the longest running thing I have ever had, and he was a sociopathic psycho, so we just won't go down that road again. Even my best friend
"Well, there is one guy I wouldn't mind getting my hands on." I teased, knowing damn well I would never tell them about Andrew. There was no point. It was clear he wanted nothing to do with me, and they would just want to try to make it happen. I don't want them thinking that they need to help me get a date, so I was just going to have to let it go.
We spent the next hour and a half just hanging out and relaxing before Matt had to go. I was pretty glad he would be close this year so that Jay wouldn't have to be doing anything too long distance. It was hard enough for him that their relationship was already very public to the entire country, but to also have the barrier of long distance would be hard for him. I had never seen him happier than he was when he was with Matt, and watching him accept the reality that Matt was leaving soon was a little heartbreaking. When the two of them went to go get Matt ready to leave, I opted to stay behind and relax under the tree. It was a good place to people watch, and they could have their privacy. I would see Matt soon anyway, since he had invited me to go with Jay to a few of the political events that were leading up to the election. Growing up in DC in a big business family, I wasn't exactly a stranger to the political scene, but it had never been for someone I actually knew and wasn't just trying to get close to me because of my father.
I'm not even sure how long I sat under the tree staring out at the world. After a summer of solitude, it had become quite easy to tune out the noises around me. My thoughts were disrupted by a shadow blocking out the little bit of sun I was getting between branches. I glanced up and saw Andrew standing over me. My heart pounded against my rib cage as I stared at him, unable to read his expression, his eyes hidden by dark sunglasses. I opened my mouth to say something but words wouldn't come out and I realized I had absolutely no idea what to say to him. "Hi." I finally managed to squeak out, ashamed at how meek my tone sounded.
