3 Two

Of course, we left far too late on Saturday thanks to Evan.

I was annoyed and made him feel that clearly.

Punctuality was one of the things I attached great importance to.

Too much, but that was just a quirk of mine.

Come on, that wasn't my fault.

"It's never, isn't it?"

Evan bit the inside of his cheek, apparently swallowed down a snappy comment.

"What?" I bluffed at him and couldn't hide my bad mood anymore.

"Nothing".

"EVAN".

He knew very well that there was something I could stand even less than unpunctuality. And that was to answer a question with "nothing", if obviously nothing was not nothing.

You're also making mistakes, Harry. Many even and always demand that people simply accept them. But if you make a mistake yourself, then you go straight to the ceiling".

That's not true at all!

I looked outraged at my friend, who sighed the turn signal and drove down from the highway to a parking lot.

I looked at him questioningly and cursed myself internally for not driving a car myself. It wasn't because I didn't have a driver's license - there were other reasons.

Do we really want to start your vacation like that?

Evan turned off the engine and looked at me wait and see.

Because if it starts like this, I'll go home right away.

You know that I hate punctuality and so do the other.

My friend twisted his eyes, which made me even more angry.

Come on, it should be a nice holiday.

Silently, I stared out the window when I heard Evan strap off, which made me look curiously at him.

A grin lay on his lips and before I could make sure, his hands were on my pants.

I sincerely apologize now and then we will continue. We have a wonderful vacation and can then enjoy it, okay?".

Even before I could answer, he had opened my pants and bent over my crotch.

I couldn't answer, because a deep moan came out of my mouth.

But that was Evan's answer enough.

****

In a good mood, we arrived in front of the hut in the forest a few hours later.

The rest of the car journey was harmonious and nothing was noticeable about the dispute.

Liam's car was already standing in front of the door when Evan and I got out of the car and took the suitcases out of the trunk.

I'm so excited about his new friend. What do you think he looks like?".

Smiling, I took Evan off his suitcase.

Probably like everyone else. Big, blond - just a surfer type".

I realized a little later how damn wrong I was when my best friend opened the door to the hut and a strange man appeared in my field of vision.

Harry, Evan? This is my friend Zayn".

Okay, that was something different.

This guy didn't correspond to Liam's exiles at all.

He was the exact opposite.

Black hair, tattoos as far as the eye could see, here and there a piercing and in general this man had nothing from a surfer.

But he was hot, I had to leave that to Liam.

I'm glad to meet you.

The guy first reached out to Evan and then my hand and I couldn't stand more than one nod.

Nice that you are here, the other two are not coming until tonight.

Liam showed us our room and when we had shipped the suitcases, we sat down together on a couch in the living room.

Once again, I looked irritated to my best friend and his friend.

If Liam was otherwise rather at a distance, he had now cuddled into the arms of the black haired and held his hand.

Evan, who now knew Liam quite well, also looked at me questioningly.

Liam had never been the cuddly guy.

Actually, he blocked immediately when it came to physical contact, unless he had a guy in bed. Logically, he made an exception.

"Well, then tell me how did you get to know each other," I wanted to know curiously and realized that Liam and I had not spoken for a long time.

The last few months there has been far too much going on in my company and so we had never found an appointment to meet and have a well-groomed men's evening.

"Oh, it wasn't that spectacular," Liam muttered and looked at his friend smiling.

He hit my dog.

Evan and I looked at Liam shocked when he started laughing.

I didn't really pay attention to the street and then there was a bang and the poor thing was on the street.

And that wasn't spectacular?

Zayn yelled at me, was totally hysterical and I then drove him and his dog to the veterinary clinic. That was the least I could do."

Is your dog still living?

Evan loved animals more than humans and I was not surprised that he was passionate about this question.

Pepper is doing great. She only had a slight bruise."

Relieved, my friend exhaled next to me and reached for my hand.

As compensation, I then invited Zayn to dinner and since then.

"He doesn't leave my side anymore," the black-haired interrupted my friend laughing and gave him a smile in love.

"And where is your dog now?" Evan wanted to know and looked around the living room looking for it, but Zayn had to disappoint him.

At my sister's. I didn't want to do her the long drive."

Evan wanted a dog so much and dreamed that if we were to move together, that we would get a labrador.

But I haven't been that far yet.

We were together for just under a year.

I wasn't thinking of contracting yet.

I didn't make this mistake again.