Ignoring me? (Kaizer's & Thobias' POV)

Tw: praight storn :)

(Straight porn :(..)

Only Kaizer's POV has a sexual scene in the start. If you want to skip, I will tell you where to continue reading after the freaky scene.

- Kaizers POV -

I stumbled in with a girl in my apartment. I smirked and lifted her up by her thighs. I pushed her against the wall and kicked the door shut with my leg. I kissed her as she slowly lifted my shirt up.

I walked through my apartment, not breaking contact with her mouth. I bit on her bottom lip and slipped my tongue in as she moaned. I pushed my hips into hers and she let out another moan.

God, her moaning is a huge turn off. What a stupid bitch. Meh, it's only for one night and I need to relieve my stress one way or another.

I walked to my bedroom and threw her on the bed roughly. I took my shirt off and she gasped. Why is she so fucking loud? Jesus.

I quickly pulled her skirt and underwear off. I didn't bother taking all of her clothes off, because boobs ain't that good. They're overrated. I pulled my zipper down and pushed in her hole. I groaned at the wetness and tightness. Holy fuck. All the annoyance of that bitch was definitely worth this. I grabbed her hips and pushed my face in her neck. I groaned as I thrusted in and out of her.

I went faster as I imagined it being Ethan. I moaned and went faster. I caressed her sides and sucked on her neck gently.

"E-Ethan..."

I moaned and smiled. Suddenly, she stopped and scoffed. She crawled out from under me and put her clothes back on.

"Come on.."

"What the fuck! Calling someone else's name while having sex with me?"

I smirked and waved her off as she went on screaming about me disrespecting her while she stormed out of my apartment.

I sighed and stared at my dick. Fuck that bitch for walking out. I jerked myself off on the thought of Ethan underneath me, a whimpering and moaning mess. Mm.. Ethan.

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The sexual scene ends here.

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I woke up and went downstairs. I grabbed some beer to make my hangover hurt less. Yes, I know that it will hurt worse later, but then I will just drink more beer to make the pain go away.

After a few hours of drinking and watching tv, I got bored. I grabbed my phone. I sent a quick text.

'Hey. Am drunk. Let's cuddle or wtv. Llooooovveeeee yoouuuuuuu :)'

I smirked. Cuddling Ethan would save my life problems man.

Soon-to-be-Husband <3:

'Can't. Am busy.'

I scoffed. Busy? Oh hell no. You're not busy, you're mine for fucks sake.

'I will pick you up in 15.'

I put my shoes on and grabbed my keys and wallet. Hoe thinks he can escape me.

I looked on my phone as I heard it ping.

'I won't be home.'

What.

The.

Fuck.

I got a little pissed off. With who the fuck is he going out? A date? Ooohh he better not. I chuckled bitterly at the thought.

'Baby.'

I sent, hoping it would make him understand how MOTHERFUCKING SERIOUS I AM.

'Get sober, dumb prick. Fuck you. Bye.'

Okay. That's it. I'll fucking take his ability to walk. Let's see if he'll go out then, mm?

I got in my car and started driving to his house. I slingered a bit, because I'm still pissed drunk. I played some music from Rebzyyx and clenched my teeth as I thought about the shit I would do to him. I re-adjusted my pants quickly.

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I arrived and saw that he for real wasn't home. I called him and texted him a million times. I scoffed as I knew that he turned his phone off.

He will regret that.

I opened my tracker app, smirking proudly. I put some trackers on various stuff of him. One in his favorite pair of sneakers, his phone, an invisible tracker app on his phone, on his passport and so on! I thought about getting one implanted in him, but I don't wanna hurt my poor baby. I did once put a tracker in his little messy hair. It was waterproof, but he found out and thought it was plastic. Ha. So innocent.

I walked to the cinema where I saw that he was. I stood outside with my hood pulled up and I smoked a cigarette to maintain my anger. Let's see who he ditched and ignored me for. Fucking ungrateful bi- My lovely little Ethan. Mmmmmmmmmm Eeeettthhaaannnn...

I re-adjusted my pants when no one was looking.

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After 50 minutes, I spotted him walking out. I was shocked when I saw that motherfucking bitch by his side. Thobias. My one and only true enemy. Why? Because he's in love with Ethan. MY ETHAN.

MINE MINE MINE MINE-

I cleared my throat and decided to follow them. I saw them inside this cafe and I walked past the window. I saw how that slut looked at my angel. I calmed myself down and walked past the window a few seconds later again.

I exploded when I saw him trying to hold HIS hand. I stormed into the cafe and slammed the door shut behind me. I sat down next to Ethan and glared at Thobias.

Oohh how I will slit his throat and FUCKING ENJOY IT!

Or I'll carve 'homewrecker'. Well, it don't count since I'm not together with Et-

Scratch that. I am totally married and happily in love with him, he just doesn't know it yet. No worries! I'll make him find out how much he loves me and only wants to be with me!

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After some more glaring and getting upset at my baby, he and Thobias went to the toilet. If I hear one fucking single moan, Thobias will be fucking erased off the world. I waited and played around with the salt and pepper bottle. Ethan walked back and he looked angry. He helped me up and smiled at me, his frown disappearing. Fuck, I love having this effect on him. Making him all smiling after being angry at Thobias. Deserved by the way. I fucking hate him. And he hates me too, but I don't give a fuck. I fucking hate hate hate hate hate haaaatttteeeeee him.

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- Thobias POV -

(The scene will only be written about the situation in the cafe.)

I sighed as I stared at Ethan. The way his lips moved when he was ordering what he always ordered, Steak with Cola. He didn't do fries since he already ate popcorn. He's so predictable, but so sweet. I smiled at him and scanned his features.

He got so handsome as he grew up. I'm nervous to ask him out, since he never made it clear if he likes boys. I wish he does. I already imagined our perfect future together. Me and him, waking up next to eachother and cuddling every day. A little cabin in the woods, away from everyone.

Away from that fucking obsessive bastard.

I reached out and traced his gorgeous, long, soft fingers. I wanted to reach down and kiss them.

I didn't see the weird look he gave me. I swallowed and gathered up the courage to grab his hand. I slowly reached out but froze as I heard the door of the cafe slam open and shut. Ethan pulled his hand away and I cursed. Fuck. There goes my plan...

Suddenly, a very pissed off Kaizer sat infront of me, next to Ethan, glaring. That fucking bastard.. ruining my little date with Ethan.. wait a minute.

How did he find us???

I saw him scold Ethan and grumble. Of course he makes a scene. Everything is always about him. I saw Ethan turn all his attention to his 'best friend'. Ugh. I scoffed as he gave me an apology smile and asked me if we could hangout another time. First of all, excuse me? Ditching me for a pedophile? Low blow. Second of all, you're mine. Hell no.

I went to the restroom with Ethan and blew up.

"Where the fuck is your self respect, Ethan?"

I spat at him. That Kaizer could REALLY piss me off good.

"Excuse me?"

"You let him walk right over you, for fucks sake! It's always Kaizer this, Kaizer that! Don't you get that he is manipulating you? For fucks saks! I love you, man, but I keep being second choice to a fucking 21 year old man!"

"Are you for real asking me to choose between y'all? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

Fuck. I turned red. I quickly tried to explain myself.

"No- Ethan-"

He cut me off.

"No. I get that it maybe fucking weird for you that I'm friends with someone like that, but he is as important to me as you are?! Why would you even ask me to choose between y'all? I've known him since I was 4 for fucks sake."

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I desperately tried to find something to make Kaizer look bad.

"Don't you think it's weird how he found us?! Let him explain that!"

"Maybe I left my location on! Who knows? But you can't judge him because what? You're jealous?"

Hell yeah I am.

"I'm not jealous and I sure as hell can judge him!"

"Not if you've done worse things to me than he did. I may have forgiven you for that, but I sure as hell won't forget."

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Hurt and guilt filled my eyes. Fuck. He's right. I stayed silent.

"I'm sorry."

I mumbled quietly. I stared at the floor. He said 'thank you' and walked out.