When Life Gives You Lemons

Brandon:



“He so likes you!” Nate demanded as we crossed the Starbucks threshold

I roll my eyes with a light chuckle “And I so disagree!”

Nate’s jaw dropped to the ground “Are you serious right now? Oliver has it for you!”

“Hi, welcome to Starbucks.” The boy behind the counter chirped. I couldn’t help but notice the way he eyed Nathaniel. “I’m Charles. What can I get you on the fabulous day?”

Nate turned to look at Charles “Charles be a sugar bun and wait a second.”

“What in the hell is a sugar bun?” I questioned doubling over in laughter

“Shut up!” He squealed eyes scanning over the menu listed overhead “I’m trying to figure out what I want.”

“Oh yeah! It’s such a hard decision because Starbucks has such wide variety of options to choose.” I rolled my eyes at my friend before looking at Charles “Can I get a Vanilla Bean.”

“Yes, coming right up.” He smiled at me before directing himself to Nate “Have you made up your mind yet?”

“Not yet honey plum.”

I looked at the Charles who looked up at me biting his lip. I can tell that he wants to laugh because, well who doesn’t want to laugh at Nate. He’s a very funny guy. Being that Nathaniel is my best friend I laugh at him whenever I want. But Charles, well I don’t know he has that privilege. I wouldn’t want Nate to chop his dick off for laughing at him.

“Why are you saying everything backwards?” I snickered lightly causing Nate to glare at me “Its sugar plum and honey bun.”

Nate faced Charles shrugging his shoulders “Because I’m Nathaniel Cooper Daniels. I can do whatever I want because I’m the bomb dot com.” I started laughing uncontrollably. Nate pushed me away before turning toward the cashier “Get me a caramel frap….double shots.”

“Umm Hell No!” I shouted earning some unfavorable glares “That’s not happening. No double shots.”

Nate pouted “Why not! I like double shots!”

“I can barely handle you as it is.” I shook my head with a sarcastic sigh “There’s no way I can handle you with double shots.”

“You normally can handle me with double shouts though.” He stated stomping his foot childishly “What makes this time different?.”

“Well for starters I’m going to be locked in with five overly hyped British boys and an overly hyped up on caffeine, crazy ass gay Caucasian boy.” I shook my head lightly “How am I suppose to handle all of that?”

Nate hunched his shoulders “Walk out the door.”

“We’ll be on a moving tour bus.” I shouted

He smirked “You can still walk out the door. It’ll hurt nonetheless, but it’s still possible.”

“Ohh you guys are on a tour.” Charles stated happily as he handed us our drinks “Which one?”

“Bring Me The Horizon!” My amigo and I shouted at the same time

A gasp escaped Charles mouth “They’re my favorite band! You’re so fucking lucky. Oliver Sykes is fucking amazing.”

“Umm...” My jaw clenched just at the mention of the gorgeous man. I could feel my body heat up. “He’s pretty cool.”

“Yeah! Just cool huh?” Nate picked

I could feel the heat radiating off my face. Nate grinned lightly obviously noticing my change in demeanor. How couldn’t he though, I always act weird when Oli’s name is mentioned. I starred down at my feet to avoid Nate’s eyes.

“Am…..am I missing something?” Charles asked

“No!” I mumbled walking away from the counter and to the nearest table

Nate pranced up and took a seat across from me “Now are you seriously going to tell me you have no feelings at all for Oliver?”

“I…..” I looked down at my hands. “I….never said I didn’t have any feelings for him.” I returned my gaze back to my friend “I said that he didn’t have any feeling for me.”

He was about to protest but then stopped abruptly. A sad smile replaced the amused one he wore just seconds ago. There was no need to explain what the sentence meant, Nate knew every thing automatically.

He groaned shaking his head shamefully “Brandon you are as blind as a bat.” My eyebrows knitted in confusion. Nate grumbled in frustration “You are blind because the signs of Oliver’s feelings are right in front of you. Yet, for some odd reason…or maybe because you’re slow....you don’t see it. You don’t see that he truly likes you.”

“I don’t see it because it’s not there.” I could feel my heart drop to my gut. I really do like Oliver. I no longer denied the feelings that crawled inside my body for the boy. “Plus, he’s not even gay.”

“Yes, he is!” Nate practically yelled at me

I rolled my eyes “He is not!”

“DO YOU DOUBT MY PERIPHERAL GAYDAR VISION?”

A smiled “Not exactly. Just saying that for one you’re wrong.”

“I know my skills and Oliver is a wanker boy!” He grinned slyly.

“Wanker boy!” I whispered to myself remembering when Oliver mentioned the words to me days ago. I still don’t know what it means. I would ask Natem but that’s a tragedy waiting to happen. “Now that I think about it, I do doubt your skills. I mean you said that Francis is gay.” I laughed to myself at the thought of my brother being gay.

“Francis is gay!” Nate whisper yelled at me. His gaze glanced behind me. “And so is the barista boy up there.”

“What?” I turned around to look at Charles. There’s no way that we are talking about the same barista boy. “The buff and tall guy that gave us our drinks is definitely not gay. He doesn’t even look it.”

“Neither do you.” He confirmed sipping on his straw. “Yet that didn’t stop you from liking it up the ass now did it?”

“It was just a dream.” I moaned in agony “Drop it already!”

Nate stood up from the table with a laugh “I can’t drop it. You woke me up with your moans.” A frown graced my lips causing him to laugh “Come on here my half a nigga, we need to get back to the bus.”

“Fine!” I mumbled taking the last drink from my cup before trashing it. “But I still don’t think none of the guys mentioned today are gay.”

He shrugged his shoulders before skipping ahead of me “Suit yourself! But you’ll find out that what I say is true.”

I laughed, starting after him but was called back “Hey Brandon!”

“Yeah?”

“Can you give this to your friend?” he questioned handing me a piece of paper.

I opened it to see a number scribbled inside. I raised my eyebrows “Really!”

“Yeah!” Charles mumbled turning a harsh shade of red “He’s pretty hot.”

“If you say so!” I chuckled folding the paper back up. Charles slid a drink over to me. “And I’m assuming this is for him too.”

“Yeah! Same thing he got earlier.”

“Double shots?” He nodded his head yes and my eyes went wide “Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” Charles laughed loudly shaking his head no. I sighed “I guess I’ll give it to him….even if it means my demise.”

I waved bye to Charles and floated out the door. Nate was leaning against the wall with a cocky smile on his face.

“This is mine!” He snatched the items out of my hand. He opened the paper and smiled at what he saw inside. “I still got it! I’m still macking!” I rolled my eyes at him. He can be so childish at times, which is actually most of the time. He smiled at me “I only have one thing to say………I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO!”

By now we had arrived at the bus. I stopped in front of the bus and turned around to my friend “Yeah! Yeah! You were right about that one…..but that’s the only one you’ll be right about.”

“We’ll see about that one.” Nate spoke brushing by me as he did so. He threw the bus door open and glanced over his shoulder “I can’t wait to tell you I told you so again.”

I walked in behind him closing the door back and locking it. Everyone was in the front room now, including Francis. Lately he was riding in his personal car, always ahead of us so that he could get to the venue and get things organized. Since we have couple of days off he can relax in the tour bus.

“Hey Francy!” Nate cheered sitting down on the couch.

I plopped down on the couch beside him “Hey bro!”

“Hey! How’s it going on tour with these hooligans?” He quizzed taking a gulp of his beer

I unconsciously glanced at Oli to find him looking back at me. I returned my eyes to my brother who shot me a confused look.

I smiled “Very good so far! So much better than what I expected.’

“And how about you Nate?” he asked

“I’m trapped on a tour bus with seven different wankers.” Nate threw both of his thumbs up ‘I’m just peachy!”

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. I couldn’t help but remember when Oliver used that term. It’s been bothering me ever since because, well because I have know idea what it means. And everyone uses it all the time. I never aske what it means because I don’t want to seem stupid. But I can’t handle not knowing what it means anymore, I need to find out. Now.

“Ummm can I ask you guys a question?” I looked around the room to see everyone’s eyes on me. They nodded their heads. I looked at Oliver as I asked my must know question “What does wanker mean?” I noticed Oli’s eyes get huge.

“Wanker means wanker.” Nicholls laughed “Like ya know….your wanker.”

“That’s not helping him at all.” Jordan spoke “It means penis, dick, your private area.. Wanker is just the way us British folks say it.”

So, wanker means penis, I would have never guessed that. But it makes since now because Nate was calling gays ‘Wanker Boys.” But I also didn’t forget that Oliver said wanker in his sentence. I looked at Oliver with puzzled eyes. What did Oliver’s sentence have to do with penis?

“ pissing around with wankers.” I whispered Oliver’s words in my head.

I must have whispered it louder tan I thought because my brother gave me a weird look “You like messing around with other guys dicks.” He shook his head with a laugh “Nate must be rubbing off on you.”

“Oh, my God.” I stated when I finally grasped what was said. And what Oli meant by his statement. “He’s….he’s…..but how?.”

I felt someone’s hot breath on my neck, Nate’s hot breath, before hearing a few words I never thought I’d here

“I told you so.”

Notes

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