[BoyxBoy] ✓ I Fell In Love With An Emo Boy

59. NO TEETH, JUST LIPS

Timothy talked to someone from the police to tell his story that same day. There's going to a be trial but with my and Timothy's testimony, Taylor's confession and it being a hate crime it seemed all three of them were looking at at least five years in jail. They're going to be tried as adults because of the severity of the crime and because they're all seventeen or older.

It was like a weight fell off my shoulders knowing they wouldn't get away with this unpunished. I hoped they would all get beat up in jail and die there.

I walked into T's hospital room the next day. He was in bed, arms crossed staring straight ahead.

"Hey." I said.

He seemed relieved to see me.

"How's your head?" I asked.

"It's like an old computer starting up again."

I chuckled.

"God, I'm so bored. I wanna go home."

"I understand." I took his hand. "But you gotta wait for that green light. And until then you got me."

"So you're my entertainment, huh? Dance for me." T smirked.

"Oh you want a lap dance? Is that right?"

"I never said that!"

"That's what you meant. You dirty pervert. You're just exploiting your illness so I'll take off my clothes." I shook my head.

Timothy laughed.

I was so happy to hear him laugh again.

I grabbed my phone and put on 'Lapdance' by N.E.R.D

T immediately laughed upon hearing the song.

I took off my shirt, swinging my hips. I threw the shirt on his face.

I started to unbutton my pants.

"Here? Really?" T laughed.

"What? You're the one that's making me do this. Don't go acting all holy now."

"Okay, well, you can stop." He smiled.

I nodded. "Good to know you still have some morals."

I grabbed my shirt but T took it from me.

"Hey, I never said you could put that back on."

I scoffed. "Perv."

Timothy's eyes glided over my naked upper body. Then he sighed.

"Get me out of here!" He whined.

"Even if you were out I'm not gonna put anything in you until you're all better, so."

"Really?"

"You have broken ribs. I'm not gonna break your back too."

Timothy sighed. He threw me my shirt. "Fine. Stop flaunting then."

I laughed. "I had no idea you were this sex crazed."

I pulled my shirt over my head.

"You're just really good at it." T mumbled.

Definitely the best compliment I've ever had. I smirked proudly.

I grabbed T's hand and then I got an idea. "There are things we.. well, I could do that wouldn't require you moving.." I wondered aloud.

T frowned. "Such as?"

I nodded at T's pants.

"Huh? You?"