Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Denied Love ❯ Moving In and New Meetings ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

“Hello?” I answered the phone.

“Hey. You ready for me to come get you?” It’s Adam. The thing is, I’m moving in with Adam and his friend Austin; who hasn’t moved in as of yet. The reason is, I’m a little low on money and I’m a little tired of living alone. I’ve known Adam since we were twelve and we are twenty-four now. Adam is a really great guy. He’s happy, outgoing, crazy and a lot of fun. One thing that makes me uncomfortable about moving in with him is he’s gay. Also, I’ve never met Austin. I’ve already taken my stuff to my new home and now Adam is picking me up.
“Yeah. Where you at?” I asked, heading outside.

“Pulling up.” He answered. Seeing him, I hung up. Before I stepped outside, I glanced to my right, looking at myself in the mirror. I’m about 5’9 and slim, somewhat muscular, but not too noticeable. I’m wearing a dark blue t-shirt, blue jeans with black flip flops. My hair is slightly long, hanging a little past my chin, curling on the ends and a light brown color. My skins slightly tanned. I can barely see my eyes from this distance, but they are a light blue.

I step outside and close the door behind me and headed for Adams silver Pontiac Sunfire. I can’t believe that after all these years; Adam and I are still friends. We’re just so different and have nothing in common. I’m open and I tend to speak my mind too much. I suppose I’m fun and I smile a lot. I can be paranoid, especially when someone gets all touchy feely with me. I don’t like people to see me naked or without a shirt, I guess it’s because I have never been with anyone. Sometimes I can be an ass; I tend to not think of others feelings.

Opening the car door, I climb into the passenger’s side. I shut the door and turn and smile at Adam. “Hey.” I say with a bigger smile.

He smiles back, “Hey, you ready to meet Austin? He’s waitin at home.” He backs up out of the driveway and starts driving home.

“I guess. What’s this guy like? He’s not gonna grope me or anything is he?” I say, a little concerned.

He throws his head back and laughs. “Ok. The guy is touchy feely, but he’s not like that. He’s actually kinda hush-hush about his sexuality. He doesn’t exactly flaunt his gayness like I do.” He ends with a chuckle.

“Oh good.” I look out the window.

“Oh lightin’ up.” He pats my leg and laughs. “He’s a sweet guy. He’s sensitive, romantic, polite, easy to talk to, and gorgeous.”

“Geez, why don’t you date him?” I say, laughing, but also serious.

“Yeah right, he’s not my type.”

“You have a type?” I laugh.

“Ha ha, very funny.” He slaps me. “This guy is into serious relationships. He’s not the type to fool around.”

“Ah. I see…..” After a few minutes, we pulled up in the driveway to my new home. He pulled in behind a black Grand Am, which I’m guessing is Austin’s car. We got out, shut our doors and walked up to the front door.

We walked in through the front door, the kitchens the first room you see. He laid his keys on the bar and I hear footsteps coming from the hall and I look up seeing Austin walk in. Adam was right, he is gorgeous. He’s taller than I am, about six foot and slender, more muscular than I am. He has wavy, dirty blonde hair; it’s kinda short, a little past his ears. He also had neat eyebrows, a little darker than his hair. His eyes were an interesting blue-green.

We all looked so different. Adam stood next to me, an inch shorter and slimmer than I am. His hair is sleek, straight, and black, reaching the middle of his neck. His green eyes really stand out against his light skin. Adam is the only one with his ears pierced, both of them actually.

“Nathan this is Austin,” he smiled at me and then looked at Austin, “Austin this is Nathan.”
Austin walked over to me, smiling, and held out his hand, “Hi, nice to meet you.” He has a really nice smile with perfect teeth.

I took his hand in mine and shook it. “Wow, you’re really pretty.” Of all things to say….
His smile widened, “Thank you.” He chuckled. Great, now I’m embarrassed, I pulled back my hand, but couldn’t seem to stop looking at him. He kept looking at me and after a few seconds, I forced myself to look away.

“So….ummm…how did you two meet?” I asked, feeling like a complete fool. ‘I can’t believe how smooth his voice is.’ I think to myself.

“College.” He stated, Austin walked around the kitchen and then stopped.

Adam sighed, and then said, “Well, I have to go to my mother’s. She’s bored.” He laughed and picket up his keys. “I guess, I will leave you two here to get better acquainted.” Smiling, he left.


Well, Austin’s not too bad of a guy; we talked for a couple hours about normal stuff: movies, music, work, and those kinds of things. He turned out to be very easy to talk to and he’s so kind and smiles a lot. I like his smile, it’s heartwarming.

In a way, I felt sort of strange hanging out with a gay man. Even though he’s a great guy, I can’t help but feel uncomfortable. I know my best friend is gay, but that’s different. Isn’t it? I was friends with him well before either one of us knew he was gay. Sitting here with a strange, yet oddly, beautiful man that likes men is a little weird for me.

I know I can get passed it, as long as he doesn’t flirt or hit on me. I just can’t get over that feeling with every smile he throws my way. It makes me feel strange, in a good way, and wrong.

We sat on the couch in silence, having talked about everything. I glanced at him and he was looking at me with raised eyebrows waiting for me to speak.

“So….” Even though I spoke first, I didn’t say much. I chewed on my bottom lip while he let out a soft chuckle.

“So?” He nodded his head for no reason.

I decided to bring up Adam. I’m sure that’s something we could both talk about. “You know,” I paused a second and turned to look at Austin, who waited for me to continue, “I think Adam is a little too flaunty about his sexuality ……. And very horny.” I ended with a laugh.

“I agree.” He laughed with me.

All of the sudden curious, I asked, “You do?” He smiled at me. He took in a deep breath and replied.

“Yes. Just because I’m ……….” He took a second looking for the right words, “also gay, doesn’t mean I flaunt it. Adam chooses to let everyone know.” He said with a little bit of humor. “I don’t exactly like people knowing because people tend to judge you for it.”

Right then, I felt like the biggest asshole ever. I was just like those people he was talking about. Feeling sorta ashamed of myself, I just nodded.

He started again, “I mean, why does it matter what sex I’m attracted to? I’m still the same person.”

“Yeah….” I looked down at my hands not knowing what to add to that.

“I’ve made you uncomfortable.” He stated this more than asking it.

“No,” I instantly replied, “just not sure what to say is all….” I returned my eyes to his, but his eyes did not meet mine. His eyes rested on my hands that lay in my lap; one on my knee.

His expression went from worried and nervous to amused and happy. His voice was light and smooth when he spoke. “You know, you have really nice hands.” He looked up at me meeting my shocked and slightly horrified expression with friendly, comforting eyes.

I stared at him for a second. “Uh…” I paused, not sure how to get the words out. My mouth had become dry. “Thanks….” I mumbled, looking away.

“Welcome.” He said cheerfully. I’m sure he put on his gorgeous smile, but I chose to avoid looking at him for the moment. I wouldn’t want to be stuck gawking at him.


Adam was back and seemed exhausted. He was out later than he expected, returning at almost ten o’clock. Turns out, his mother wasn’t very talkative, meaning he spent most of his time sitting.

“So?” Adam perked up. “You two talk much?” he asked, pointing at Austin and me.

Austin and I exchanged glances. I looked back at Adam, who was leaning against the island in the kitchen, and shrugged. Austin and I stood opposite each other, leaning in the entryway to the living room.

“Yes,” Austin answered for the both of us, “quite a bit actually.” He looked back at me and smiled softly at me. I smiled back, feeling lighter. It was weird how he could make me feel so good, like I didn’t have a care in the world, with one smile; even just a look. I kept catching myself looking over at him with every time he moved or changed his stance. Every time I noticed myself doing this, a wave of embarrassment hit me. It couldn’t be helped.

Adam grinned, “Good. I hope you two become good friends.” I gave him a silent nod and Austin just let out one of his soft laughs, sending a flutter down through my stomach. I allowed myself to exhale heavily, trying to get over the weird feeling in my body.

For a guy, he was pretty good looking. I can’t get over how good looking he is. It’s distracting. I don’t like men, at all, but he’s more attractive to me than most girls. Well, come to think of it, I’ve never been attracted to girls. That’s probably the reason why Adam assumes I’m gay, just denying it. Well, I’m pretty sure I’m not. I could never be with a man. It’s….it’s just wrong. I just haven’t met the right girl yet.

“Well,” Austin shifted, taking a step away from the entry. I eyed him curiously, “I should head home, let you guys get to bed.”

“What?” Adam asked, “You kidding me?” Austin raised an eyebrow, confused. “Me and Nathan are night owls. Nathan never sleeps.” He ended with a laugh. Austin turned and looked at me; I smiled at him and told him it was true.

“Hmm….” Austin turned back to Adam, “So am I. It’s okay to stay longer?” He questioned.

“Hell,” Adam grinned very large, “stay all night if ya want.” Adam looked at me, “that okay with you?” Austin looked back at me, waiting for my answer. Adam grinned a wicked smile at me.

I answered simply, “Of course.” This only made Adam grin wider and his eyes lit up. Austin just gave a smile of relief.

I decided to make a joke. “Just make sure I don’t hear you two going at it.” I suppressed my laughter as best as I could. Holding my smile back was impossible.

“Yeah, right!” They both echoed. In unison they quietly said, “Sick.” I died laughing, holding my sides fighting for air. My laughing got them started. After a few minutes our laughter subsided and we all calmed down. Our faces were so red from all the hysteric laughing.

“May I ask where I’m sleeping?” Austin looked from me to Adam. Adam looked at me. Oh great, he wants me to offer Austin my bed. Selfish bastard….

I rolled my eyes. “Follow me.”

I took him to the back room, my room, and showed him around a little. “Well, I guess this is where you’ll be sleeping.” I said with a sigh.

“Where are you sleeping?” He looked at me.

“On the couch, I guess.” I shrugged.

“You’re not sleeping in here?” His eyebrows pulled together.

I paused, thinking. “No?” I said more as a question.

“Why not?” He asked quickly.

“Well, cause you’re….” I trailed off pointing at the bed. He raised an eyebrow as if asking ‘what?’ “Do you want me to?”

“Would you?” Of course, he wouldn’t want to say yes. He’s probably worried he’ll freak me out. I gotta say, it worries me a little. He better not pull the moves on me. I doubt he will. He doesn’t seem like Adam. I thought this with a smile.

“Yes, would you like me to?” I said a little slowly.

He nodded, “Yes.” He smiled, looking relieved, and he relaxed his shoulders.

We went back in the kitchen and hung out for a few hours with Adam. We laughed, joked, and snacked till it was close to one-thirty. I was the first one to stand up and head to my room and then followed by Austin.

“Night guys!” I could hear his grin in his voice. ‘What a pervert.’ I scoffed at myself. Neither of us bothered taking our clothes off (usually slept in boxers) when we entered my room. I shut the lights off and we both climbed into my bed fully clothed. The silence did not last long.

“So…” Austin paused. “You’re not….interested in men?” He asked with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

“No, not at all.” Was my instant reply.

“I see….Does it bother you that I am?” He asked worriedly.

I took a few seconds to think about the right answer. Deciding to be totally honest, I replied, “Yeah….sorta, sorry.”

“Oh no. It’s fine. If it makes you feel any better, I would never try anything,” he enunciated that word, “on you.”

“It’ll just take me a bit to get used to this.” Hopefully, I can get used to this. “It bothered me when Adam first told me.”

“Hmm…” he laughed awkwardly, “change of subject.”

“Yeah.” Thank god.

“Are you seeing anyone?” Well, it was better than before, but still not a subject I wanted to go into.

“Nope.”

“No one sparked your interest?”

“I guess you could say that…” I trailed off. I honestly don’t know why I don’t have a girlfriend.

“Have you ever dated anyone?” He sounded concerned.

“Not really.” I stated no emotion in my voice.

“Why’s that?”

I sighed, “I’m not really sure…I guess I’m just a loner. Never really worried too much about it.” I shrugged to myself.

“Oh.”

“What about you? Any ex’s?” Do I want to know?

“One.” Came his simple reply.

“Oh?” I questioned.

This time it was his turn to sigh. “I dated this guy for three years, he was a friend in high school, and he just broke it off one day. He said I was too clingy.” He ended sounding slightly irritated. Don’t sound like he had a good break-up….

“Bummer.” Good thing to say, huh? All he came up with was, “Hmph.”

“Did you love him?” Curious now.

He was silent for a moment. “I thought so.” Came his soft reply.

Wow, should I not have brought that up. Shit….he seems upset. “Sorry.”

He perked up, “It’s fine. I’m better now.”

I smiled; I wish I could be that positive. “Well, night.”

“Good night.”