Nobody Loves Me
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The Bronze
BEEP. . .BEEP. . .BEEP!’
William smacked the snooze button on his alarm the fifth time before realizing he was going to be late for school. He liked and hated school for different reasons. He rolled out of his soft, warm bed and immediately regretted it. He padded barefoot into the bathroom and brushed his teeth and combed his hair. He saw yesterdays outfit on the floor and decided that was good enough considering he had only worn it for an hour. He got dressed quickly, grabbed his backpack and went into the kitchen.
“Hello Will.”
“Morning Wes, what’s new?”
“Nothing dear cousin, aren’t you a tad bit late?”
“Oh bloody hell, I have to go. Tell my dad I’m going out after school so I might not see him until tonight.”
“Will do, bye!”
“Bye.”
William ran out of the house and hopped in his car. He loved driving especially fast so he wasn’t too late. His professor would probably be mad, she was the worst teacher in school. He had taken this class to be with Buffy, but he wound up liking it. It was psychology, but the teacher was cruel and worked them hard. He ran in the door and apologized immediately.
“I’m sorry I’m late Ms. Walsh I . . .”
“Quiet William everyday you are late to my class. You interrupt me EVERYDAY and prevent your class from learning. If you are not going to be serious about this class I will have you dropped.”
“I. . .”
“No Mr. Giles, see me after class if you have a question when my OTHER students aren’t trying to further their education, now sit.”
William looked like a sullen little boy who had just gotten his favorite candy taken away, he sat down next to Buffy. She smiled at him and patted his back telling him that Walsh was just a bitch. They listened to the rest of the lesson without speaking.
*
Angel woke up around noon feeling relaxed and refreshed. It felt good to wake up late and have no work. He had been thinking for a while about changing his hours to where he only worked four or five days a week instead of six.
Since him and Doyle were going to that club tonight he needed to go shopping. Not that he didn’t have great clothes, but he wanted something special. He got dressed, grabbed his wallet and headed towards the mall. It was pretty dead considering it was a school day.
He found his favorite store and browsed the clothing racks until he found a nearly see through red silk shirt. It was shiny and had short sleeves, perfect for a club. He picked that and some form fitting slacks. The black pants made him look lean and showed off his ass. It was the perfect outfit, then he realized his watch had a blue face. He made a quick stop at another store picked out a new watch that was red. He wanted to look good and maybe even get laid.
After a few more stores and more things purchased he finally went home. He checked his messages and heard Doyle’s accent fill his home.
“How are yah Angel? Look about tonight don’t act like a fookin’ eejit. Yah know I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true. Every time we go drinking and you get pissed you go barmy. Just be yerself and maybe you’ll actually get some arse. . .literally.”
Angel couldn’t help but laugh, for some reason Doyle always sounded more Irish on the phone or answering machine. Doyle knew he was bisexual, but didn’t really care as long as he didn’t get hit on. Then he had started helping Angel find a boyfriend, even know he still made a crack at him now and again.
Angel made dinner and sat down to relax. It was still early and he had a lot of time. They weren’t leaving for the club until eight so he just watched T.V.
*
William and Buffy were walking to his car after school. Buffy was going to walk home when William had begged her to help him find an outfit for the club. She agreed, but he had to do the same for her and give her a ride there.
Once they got back to his house they greeted Wesley and headeraigraight for William’s room. Buffy opened his closet and moaned, he had more clothes than her. He had every type of clothing too from leather, silk, cotton to wool. She was staring at all the shirts when William’s voice broke her thoughts.
“I want something sexy and it has to be tight.”
“God Will your worse than any girl I know. How bout this?”
Will looked at the black tank-top that said ’Bitch’ and laughed. He remembered he got it when he was drunk and actually wore it.
“No, no I want sexy not stupid.”
“Ok, do you want to be a slut, prep, punk or boring?”
“Um is it bad if I say slut?”
Buffy laughed at him and shook her head, William was far from being a slut. He had slept with three girls and had one boyfriend, but they only kissed. For a nineteen year old that was not a lot at all.
She continued to rummage until she picked out two outfits. One was a skin tight black stretchy tank top and tight black leather pants. The shirt said ‘Fuck Me’ in white with red outlining. The second outfit was just a white wife beater and tight blue jeans, the pants had cuts in the seat of them to show off his ass. He had never worn them, but was thinking about it. He ran over to his closet and grabbed his red over shirt, he used to wear when he was ‘The Big Bad’ and threw it on the bed with the rest of his clothes.
When he decided on what to wear he looked at himself in the mirror. God he felt stupid, he was ugly nobody would want him now. He used to be ok looking when he had white/blonde hair, but now with the longer honey color he felt like a wuss. Buffy noticed his staring and reminded herself he was self conscious before asking what was wrong.
“What is it?”
“I want to dye my hair again, but I don’t at the same time.”
“Why don’t you?”
“Because it reminds me of my past, Spike and Dru. I just don’t want to go back to that.”
“Will that was who you are before, changing your hair color won’t make you Spike again.”
“I guess your right, let me grab my outfit. We can stop at the drugstore on the way to your house, will you do my hair for me?”
“Sure thing, let’s go.”
William grabbed the clothes he wanted and followed Buffy. He went into the store picked out hair dye and paid for it. Will and Buff picked out her outfit and did his hair. After he was all done, he felt good and looked amazing. He had on the ‘Fuck me’ shirt with his red one over it and black leather pants. There was a bit of skin showing between his shirt and pants and he really felt like a slut. He put on all of his favorite jewelry and looked in the mirror. The new white/blonde hair was perfect, a mix of spikes and curls making him look hard and vulnerable at the same time.
“My father is going to think I’ve gone daft. Shit I forgot if he sees me like this he will bloody well murder me.”
“Don’t worry, you have your other clothes with you.”
“Right, are you ready for the Bronze goldilocks.”
“Yeah you bleached boy toy.”
*
Angel had just pulled up to the front of the club and saw Doyle waiting. He almost went back home when he remembered that he was always at home or work. He got out and greeted his friend with a friendly smile.
“Hey Doyle”
“Aye mate, you ready then?”
He turned to Doyle who was looking for a girl to spend the night with. Angel watched his friends eyes widen as he looked towards the entrance. Angel looked over at two people and a red haired girl, one was a blonde, short, pretty girl. That’s what Doyle was staring at considering she had on a black mini dress. Something else caught Angel’s eye though. It was a young blonde man in black, he was stunning. His shirt was provocative and his body was very sexy looking. Angel wanted him and walked into the club after him, he heard Doyle behind him.
“One for me and one for you, assuming there not together. I get the lass and the lad is all yours.”
“Uh huh, I want him.”
Angel walked onto the dance floor in a trance and stopped when he saw the object of his desire. The man was gyrating and dancing seductively making him look like a stripper. Angel noticed he was also alone and the little blonde girl was with another man. He walked up behind the blonde boy and whispered in his ear.
“You want somebody to fuck you?”
He was shocked at his own behavior, usually he was polite and proper, but he just couldn’t help it. He needed to get laid and this was a stranger he would probably never see again. The man turned to face him, but it was too dark to see his face clearly.
“Yeah maybe I do, do you want to be the lucky bloke?”
Angel didn’t answer he just leaned in and kissed him, preventing him from saying any more of those delicious dirty words. The kiss was hot and passionate and lasted forever. When they finally pulled away for air their mouths fused together once again. Angel had never felt this much want, desire or need for anybody before. He let the wonderful sensations control his body.
William wasn’t expecting to be kissed, he was waiting for the guy to either punch him or laugh. The kiss shocked him, but he went with it. Not everyday William Giles got attention especially from another male. He was a little nervous about doing anything with a stranger, especially since he was a virgin in that area. He pushed those feelings aside when the man kissed him again, it was amazing. He heard the stranger whisper into his ear once more..
“I want you, I need you now.”
Will felt large hands cup his backside and squeeze as he rubbed his now hard cock against the other mans. They were so lost in the bliss of it they didn’t register that people were staring.
“I want you too, oh god I need you to fuck me.”
One of the hands moved upward and under his shirt to play with his nipple. Angel licked and sucked on his neck and kissed the blonde again.
“I’ll fuck you so good, I’ll make you beg for more.”
“Oh oh god yes, the bathroom!”
Will was dragged toward the men’s room and pushed up against the door. That’s when his world stopped and his eyes grew wide. In the light he could see who the mystery man was, but Angel was having trouble recognizing him. Once it finally sunk in who the blonde boy was Angel froze.
“W- William? William Giles?”
William couldn’t answer, he was still frozen in shock. All of a sudden it hit him, he was about to fuck his therapist in the bathroom. No he was about to lose his virginity to a stranger in a men’s room of a club and it turned out to be his therapist. His cheeks flushed so red and he tried to form words.
“O- oh my god! I was going to have sex with you! Oh my god oh bloody hell! Just my luck out of all the men that want to shag me it’s you. . . Not that that is bad. . .I mean I don’t know what I mean oh god I’m sorry.”
William looked down avoiding eye contact and realized his outfit, he looked like a slut and he had acted like one too. What would Angel think now? He tried to cover himself with his arms but it wasn’t much use. He didn’t know why he was more upset because Angel didn’t want him or that he had thrown himself at him? He felt tears prick his eyes and he wanted to get out of there fast so he threw open the door and flew out of the club before Angel could even blink.
Angel felt awful, what had he almost done? He left the bathroom and found Doyle with a black haired beauty. He was so distraught he didn’t even pay attention to her.
“Doyle I have to get out of here. You can stay but I’m leaving.”
“Why what happened to you?”
“I almost fucked my nineteen year old patient in the men’s room, that’s what.”
The girl laughed and looked at Doyle, who was still trying to think what to say.
“You have got some strange friends. Tell you what meet me up at the bar I’ll get us some drinks.”
“Alt, At, Angel what do you mean?”
“Look Doyle I didn’t know it was him at first and we were going to mess around in the bathroom and then I realized. Oh you should have seen his face, he looked so sad. What am I going to do?”
“Easy explain to him during your next session, you complicate things mate and it isn’t that hard.”
“Doyle that’s not the point.”
“Than what is the point? I have some pretty little lass waiting for me so out with it.”
“I still wanted him after I knew who he was. I have to go, you go find that girl and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Alright Angel, I’ll be seeing yah.”
Angel left, his mind was in turmoil and he couldn’t stop thinking about William. He sat in his car and drove around trying to clear his head, but nothing worked. When he got home he said hello to his sister and went to bed.
*
William rushed through the door and smacked right into his cousin almost knocking him over. His father was staring at him as if taking in his outfit before an angry look crossed his face. William couldn’t help it he burst into tears, it was all too much for him. He felt stupid, dirty and now his father was mad at him. Once Rupert saw his sons tears his anger was forgotten and he asked what happened. William told him he wanted to meet a guy and he got dressed up and went to a club. He just told his dad that the guy turned him down, not wanting to explain the whole story. Giles nodded and hugged his son wishing the boy would just be himself for once.
“These are the kinds of things you have to tell your therapist son, otherwise you won’t get better. Now go on upstairs and get some rest you have school in the morning. Goodnight.”
William almost laughed out loud at his fathers statement, but thought it would bring up questions so he just nodded his head and went upstairs. He took a shower to wash away his dirty feelings and sweat from the club and went to sleep.
Authors note: Well sine I already got some reviews I decided to update quickly. Thanks you guys for reading and reviewing I appreciate it and this one is for you. Well I’ll keep it coming, Thank you everybody for reading and I hope you like it. I know there is no sex stuff yet, but there will be J. I started this chapter at 7am and it is now 11:30 am wow now I just have to write all my other stories lol. Oh yeah and keep a look out for the sequel to my other story it should be posted soon!
William smacked the snooze button on his alarm the fifth time before realizing he was going to be late for school. He liked and hated school for different reasons. He rolled out of his soft, warm bed and immediately regretted it. He padded barefoot into the bathroom and brushed his teeth and combed his hair. He saw yesterdays outfit on the floor and decided that was good enough considering he had only worn it for an hour. He got dressed quickly, grabbed his backpack and went into the kitchen.
“Hello Will.”
“Morning Wes, what’s new?”
“Nothing dear cousin, aren’t you a tad bit late?”
“Oh bloody hell, I have to go. Tell my dad I’m going out after school so I might not see him until tonight.”
“Will do, bye!”
“Bye.”
William ran out of the house and hopped in his car. He loved driving especially fast so he wasn’t too late. His professor would probably be mad, she was the worst teacher in school. He had taken this class to be with Buffy, but he wound up liking it. It was psychology, but the teacher was cruel and worked them hard. He ran in the door and apologized immediately.
“I’m sorry I’m late Ms. Walsh I . . .”
“Quiet William everyday you are late to my class. You interrupt me EVERYDAY and prevent your class from learning. If you are not going to be serious about this class I will have you dropped.”
“I. . .”
“No Mr. Giles, see me after class if you have a question when my OTHER students aren’t trying to further their education, now sit.”
William looked like a sullen little boy who had just gotten his favorite candy taken away, he sat down next to Buffy. She smiled at him and patted his back telling him that Walsh was just a bitch. They listened to the rest of the lesson without speaking.
*
Angel woke up around noon feeling relaxed and refreshed. It felt good to wake up late and have no work. He had been thinking for a while about changing his hours to where he only worked four or five days a week instead of six.
Since him and Doyle were going to that club tonight he needed to go shopping. Not that he didn’t have great clothes, but he wanted something special. He got dressed, grabbed his wallet and headed towards the mall. It was pretty dead considering it was a school day.
He found his favorite store and browsed the clothing racks until he found a nearly see through red silk shirt. It was shiny and had short sleeves, perfect for a club. He picked that and some form fitting slacks. The black pants made him look lean and showed off his ass. It was the perfect outfit, then he realized his watch had a blue face. He made a quick stop at another store picked out a new watch that was red. He wanted to look good and maybe even get laid.
After a few more stores and more things purchased he finally went home. He checked his messages and heard Doyle’s accent fill his home.
“How are yah Angel? Look about tonight don’t act like a fookin’ eejit. Yah know I wouldn’t say it if it weren’t true. Every time we go drinking and you get pissed you go barmy. Just be yerself and maybe you’ll actually get some arse. . .literally.”
Angel couldn’t help but laugh, for some reason Doyle always sounded more Irish on the phone or answering machine. Doyle knew he was bisexual, but didn’t really care as long as he didn’t get hit on. Then he had started helping Angel find a boyfriend, even know he still made a crack at him now and again.
Angel made dinner and sat down to relax. It was still early and he had a lot of time. They weren’t leaving for the club until eight so he just watched T.V.
*
William and Buffy were walking to his car after school. Buffy was going to walk home when William had begged her to help him find an outfit for the club. She agreed, but he had to do the same for her and give her a ride there.
Once they got back to his house they greeted Wesley and headeraigraight for William’s room. Buffy opened his closet and moaned, he had more clothes than her. He had every type of clothing too from leather, silk, cotton to wool. She was staring at all the shirts when William’s voice broke her thoughts.
“I want something sexy and it has to be tight.”
“God Will your worse than any girl I know. How bout this?”
Will looked at the black tank-top that said ’Bitch’ and laughed. He remembered he got it when he was drunk and actually wore it.
“No, no I want sexy not stupid.”
“Ok, do you want to be a slut, prep, punk or boring?”
“Um is it bad if I say slut?”
Buffy laughed at him and shook her head, William was far from being a slut. He had slept with three girls and had one boyfriend, but they only kissed. For a nineteen year old that was not a lot at all.
She continued to rummage until she picked out two outfits. One was a skin tight black stretchy tank top and tight black leather pants. The shirt said ‘Fuck Me’ in white with red outlining. The second outfit was just a white wife beater and tight blue jeans, the pants had cuts in the seat of them to show off his ass. He had never worn them, but was thinking about it. He ran over to his closet and grabbed his red over shirt, he used to wear when he was ‘The Big Bad’ and threw it on the bed with the rest of his clothes.
When he decided on what to wear he looked at himself in the mirror. God he felt stupid, he was ugly nobody would want him now. He used to be ok looking when he had white/blonde hair, but now with the longer honey color he felt like a wuss. Buffy noticed his staring and reminded herself he was self conscious before asking what was wrong.
“What is it?”
“I want to dye my hair again, but I don’t at the same time.”
“Why don’t you?”
“Because it reminds me of my past, Spike and Dru. I just don’t want to go back to that.”
“Will that was who you are before, changing your hair color won’t make you Spike again.”
“I guess your right, let me grab my outfit. We can stop at the drugstore on the way to your house, will you do my hair for me?”
“Sure thing, let’s go.”
William grabbed the clothes he wanted and followed Buffy. He went into the store picked out hair dye and paid for it. Will and Buff picked out her outfit and did his hair. After he was all done, he felt good and looked amazing. He had on the ‘Fuck me’ shirt with his red one over it and black leather pants. There was a bit of skin showing between his shirt and pants and he really felt like a slut. He put on all of his favorite jewelry and looked in the mirror. The new white/blonde hair was perfect, a mix of spikes and curls making him look hard and vulnerable at the same time.
“My father is going to think I’ve gone daft. Shit I forgot if he sees me like this he will bloody well murder me.”
“Don’t worry, you have your other clothes with you.”
“Right, are you ready for the Bronze goldilocks.”
“Yeah you bleached boy toy.”
*
Angel had just pulled up to the front of the club and saw Doyle waiting. He almost went back home when he remembered that he was always at home or work. He got out and greeted his friend with a friendly smile.
“Hey Doyle”
“Aye mate, you ready then?”
He turned to Doyle who was looking for a girl to spend the night with. Angel watched his friends eyes widen as he looked towards the entrance. Angel looked over at two people and a red haired girl, one was a blonde, short, pretty girl. That’s what Doyle was staring at considering she had on a black mini dress. Something else caught Angel’s eye though. It was a young blonde man in black, he was stunning. His shirt was provocative and his body was very sexy looking. Angel wanted him and walked into the club after him, he heard Doyle behind him.
“One for me and one for you, assuming there not together. I get the lass and the lad is all yours.”
“Uh huh, I want him.”
Angel walked onto the dance floor in a trance and stopped when he saw the object of his desire. The man was gyrating and dancing seductively making him look like a stripper. Angel noticed he was also alone and the little blonde girl was with another man. He walked up behind the blonde boy and whispered in his ear.
“You want somebody to fuck you?”
He was shocked at his own behavior, usually he was polite and proper, but he just couldn’t help it. He needed to get laid and this was a stranger he would probably never see again. The man turned to face him, but it was too dark to see his face clearly.
“Yeah maybe I do, do you want to be the lucky bloke?”
Angel didn’t answer he just leaned in and kissed him, preventing him from saying any more of those delicious dirty words. The kiss was hot and passionate and lasted forever. When they finally pulled away for air their mouths fused together once again. Angel had never felt this much want, desire or need for anybody before. He let the wonderful sensations control his body.
William wasn’t expecting to be kissed, he was waiting for the guy to either punch him or laugh. The kiss shocked him, but he went with it. Not everyday William Giles got attention especially from another male. He was a little nervous about doing anything with a stranger, especially since he was a virgin in that area. He pushed those feelings aside when the man kissed him again, it was amazing. He heard the stranger whisper into his ear once more..
“I want you, I need you now.”
Will felt large hands cup his backside and squeeze as he rubbed his now hard cock against the other mans. They were so lost in the bliss of it they didn’t register that people were staring.
“I want you too, oh god I need you to fuck me.”
One of the hands moved upward and under his shirt to play with his nipple. Angel licked and sucked on his neck and kissed the blonde again.
“I’ll fuck you so good, I’ll make you beg for more.”
“Oh oh god yes, the bathroom!”
Will was dragged toward the men’s room and pushed up against the door. That’s when his world stopped and his eyes grew wide. In the light he could see who the mystery man was, but Angel was having trouble recognizing him. Once it finally sunk in who the blonde boy was Angel froze.
“W- William? William Giles?”
William couldn’t answer, he was still frozen in shock. All of a sudden it hit him, he was about to fuck his therapist in the bathroom. No he was about to lose his virginity to a stranger in a men’s room of a club and it turned out to be his therapist. His cheeks flushed so red and he tried to form words.
“O- oh my god! I was going to have sex with you! Oh my god oh bloody hell! Just my luck out of all the men that want to shag me it’s you. . . Not that that is bad. . .I mean I don’t know what I mean oh god I’m sorry.”
William looked down avoiding eye contact and realized his outfit, he looked like a slut and he had acted like one too. What would Angel think now? He tried to cover himself with his arms but it wasn’t much use. He didn’t know why he was more upset because Angel didn’t want him or that he had thrown himself at him? He felt tears prick his eyes and he wanted to get out of there fast so he threw open the door and flew out of the club before Angel could even blink.
Angel felt awful, what had he almost done? He left the bathroom and found Doyle with a black haired beauty. He was so distraught he didn’t even pay attention to her.
“Doyle I have to get out of here. You can stay but I’m leaving.”
“Why what happened to you?”
“I almost fucked my nineteen year old patient in the men’s room, that’s what.”
The girl laughed and looked at Doyle, who was still trying to think what to say.
“You have got some strange friends. Tell you what meet me up at the bar I’ll get us some drinks.”
“Alt, At, Angel what do you mean?”
“Look Doyle I didn’t know it was him at first and we were going to mess around in the bathroom and then I realized. Oh you should have seen his face, he looked so sad. What am I going to do?”
“Easy explain to him during your next session, you complicate things mate and it isn’t that hard.”
“Doyle that’s not the point.”
“Than what is the point? I have some pretty little lass waiting for me so out with it.”
“I still wanted him after I knew who he was. I have to go, you go find that girl and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Alright Angel, I’ll be seeing yah.”
Angel left, his mind was in turmoil and he couldn’t stop thinking about William. He sat in his car and drove around trying to clear his head, but nothing worked. When he got home he said hello to his sister and went to bed.
*
William rushed through the door and smacked right into his cousin almost knocking him over. His father was staring at him as if taking in his outfit before an angry look crossed his face. William couldn’t help it he burst into tears, it was all too much for him. He felt stupid, dirty and now his father was mad at him. Once Rupert saw his sons tears his anger was forgotten and he asked what happened. William told him he wanted to meet a guy and he got dressed up and went to a club. He just told his dad that the guy turned him down, not wanting to explain the whole story. Giles nodded and hugged his son wishing the boy would just be himself for once.
“These are the kinds of things you have to tell your therapist son, otherwise you won’t get better. Now go on upstairs and get some rest you have school in the morning. Goodnight.”
William almost laughed out loud at his fathers statement, but thought it would bring up questions so he just nodded his head and went upstairs. He took a shower to wash away his dirty feelings and sweat from the club and went to sleep.
Authors note: Well sine I already got some reviews I decided to update quickly. Thanks you guys for reading and reviewing I appreciate it and this one is for you. Well I’ll keep it coming, Thank you everybody for reading and I hope you like it. I know there is no sex stuff yet, but there will be J. I started this chapter at 7am and it is now 11:30 am wow now I just have to write all my other stories lol. Oh yeah and keep a look out for the sequel to my other story it should be posted soon!