Date: Fri, 4 May 2018 11:34:17 +0000
From: SL
Subject: Him and I Chapter 3

Him and I chapter 3

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The following day I asked Emily at school if she wanted to come with to
Dylan and Carter's party. She just looked at me and started smiling. Who
was I kidding, of course she wanted to join me. Needless to say, she was
also very eager to keep nagging me about it being Carter's party for the
rest of the week. I guess she wasn't completely wrong because boy I was
hyped. I always enjoyed parties back in Holland, but man the parties here
are on a whole different level. It is like a cocktail brewed by the gods of
sex, drugs and under-age drinking, and boy that cocktail tastes amazing.

The rest of the week came and went, and all of a sudden it was Friday
afternoon and I was walking towards my car with Tony behind me. I looked at
him and sighed, "So, do you ever stop messaging kid?" He seriously has
issues. I don't think I have seen him without a phone in about three days.
My father joked about it being a part of his body now. Like an organ, we
decided to stick with an extension of his right hand. *Beep*, I quickly
glanced down at my phone. It was a single word: "No." sender: Tony. I
rolled my eyes and just got into my car. I decided to mess him right
back. Yesterday I found out the name of the girl he had been, apparently
dating? Her name is Nicole.

"Wait is that Nicole kissing someone right there?" I might have
underestimated his reaction a tad. He dropped his phone in an instant and
almost hit me in my face while freakily trying to spot her. "WAIT WHAT
WHERE!" I cracked up and he just scowled at me. "You're such a dick you
know that right." He threw some more cuss words at me and then picked up
his phone and started typing again. I just kept laughing.

We didn't say a word to each other the rest of the drive home. Which I
enjoyed because now I could think about what the hell I would wear
tonight. I guess I'll get Emily to help pick out something. I needed to
look my best and the one who could somehow always dress me like a god was
Emily. Well not really a god, maybe just good enough to pass as one of
those Buddhistic gods. It's a shame that Lucy and Adam aren't invited
though. Adam and I have never been better since I came out to him. I guess
he just wanted me to accept it and tell him.

We arrived at home. The first thing I saw as I walked in was the package I
had ordered online. It was merchandise from Taylor Swift's new album:
Reputation. Looks like my mom was home when it was delivered and she
received it. Tony had already left the room. I got something to eat and
quickly ran upstairs to my room to unpack it and text Emily about my
clothing issues. Looks like my mom had to go somewhere since she wasn't
home.

Me: I really need your help picking out something good to wear for tonight!

I opened my closet and started picking out all the various outfits I have
hidden. I stalled them out and started taking pictures and sending them to
her. Weird, she still hasn't answered yet. Normally she would have texted
me about 10 times by now. I mean she loves picking out outfits with me. I
guess she was probably swimming or doing homework or something. She also
has a life, right?

I would be picking Emily up at 9 pm so that left me enough time to take a
shower after dinner and get ready. I never knew picking out a good outfit
would take this long. After an hour of switching outfits I just decided to
go with my first pick. It was a lighter shade of grey Abercrombie & Fitch
polo; dark blue Jack & Jones shorts and my black Stan Smith Adidas
sneakers. With these really cute Happy Socks. I looked at myself in the
mirror. I was actually impressed by myself. I chose out a great outfit and
without Emily's help, and I liked what I saw.  *Beep*, I guess Emily
finally answered. She had.

Emily: Sorry babe my father surprised me by coming home today!

That made me smile. Emily's father is high up at some big company and he
has been in London the past two week.  This explains why she wasn't
answering. I bet she was just catching up with her father.

Me: Oh wow that is great! If you want to stay home tonight I totally
understand.

Emily: And miss this party! Boy he will still be here tomorrow. Just be
here at 9. Oh, and also please wear that grey polo and those dark blue
shorts. They make you look buff!

I smiled again, I guess what they say is true, always stick with your first
pick.

Me: I should have known better than to say that ;), and guess what? I had
already picked out that outfit, won't be long till I don't need you
anymore!

Emily: Don't mess with me, who else is going to prevent you from wearing
that awful t-shirt with cacti you have?

Me: Shut up you. I like it and one day I will wear it to school and you
won't be able to stop me :).

Emily: I will find you, rip it off you then proceed to burn it in the
middle of the school.

"Thomas dinner's ready!" I looked at my watch. It was only 5:30, we
normally ate dinner at 6:15.

"Alright on my way" I yelled back. "Thomas!"  God damnit, my mother is
becoming so deaf. I hate repeating things twice. I was about to yell back
something snarky but could stop myself just in time. I still hadn't asked
permission to go to this party.

"Yes mom coming!" I guess she heard me this time. She said something which
I couldn't make out and headed back to the kitchen.

I looked back at my phone, apparently Emily assumed me reading her message
and yet not answering was not a good sign.

Emily: You know I didn't mean that right? I'm sure others think that shirt
is good don't worry...

Me: lol, I know you didn't. My mom was yelling at me, but got to go eat
dinner. Don't forget. I'll be there at 9.

Emily: Alright, cya at 9.

I got up and walked into the kitchen. Everyone was already there waiting
for me. Oh shit mom didn't look happy at all. "You took your time." She
said not sounding amused. What, it was only a minute ago that she yelled,
right. "You called me literally a minute ago." I answered trying to keep my
voice as neutral as possible. "No I didn't it was longer, now sit down."
Shit, she was mad. My chances to get to that party just got a lot smaller.

I quietly sat down and started eating my dinner. Tony talked about their
first football match next week. He was hyped to play again. His `first high
school match' was supposed to be his big break through and make him
popular. I mean as popular as you can get being on what I called the
junior-junior varsity team. "I'm sure that we will win. You both are going
to be there right, I need your support!" I rolled my eyes, of course he
didn't want me there. As I looked up again I saw my mom staring at me, very
mad. "You're going to stop that horrible eye rolling of yours and start
supporting your little brother. He is at least trying to behave like a
normal person!" O god, here we go. I definitely didn't need this
tonight. "What do" that was all I could bring out before she cut me
off. "Anyways Anthony is your girlfriend going to be there?"

I was getting mad, she was totally on a warpath tonight but I needed to go
to this party. I begged that she would not throw any real passive
aggressive comments about my sexual preferences at me but for some reason I
don't think she is about to back off. Tony just looked at me with his eyes
telling me to not turn this into a big fight. I looked at him and smiled. A
fake smile but who cares, he got the message. "uhm, yes she is coming. I
don't know if she wants to meet you two just yet though. I mean we have
only started dating today, and how do you know this?" My father decided to
finally join the conversation. "Well who else could have you stuck to that
devilish right arm extension of yours for three days straight?" Tony turned
red and quickly stuffed his mouth with food so he didn't have to answer.

"So I guess you got your package from that singer Thomas." My mom
said. "Yes thank you for receiving it for me. I didn't know it would come
in today." I didn't like pretending to be this nice but under these
circumstances I had no other choice. "Perhaps you should start listening to
something more masculine from now on though." She said, and looked me dead
in the eye. Shit I was right, she was out for blood tonight.

"Olivia calm down I like Taylor Swift too." My father didn't like her music
but I guess he understood where she was going. "No Sam you don't like that
woman. Do other people know that you listen to girly music too, Thomas?" I
was getting mad again, calm down you want this party calm down. "Is this
about me being a, homosexual, mother." Fuck I didn't mean to pause before
saying homosexual. I could feel this was not going to end well. My father
and Tony just looked at my mother, and then back at me. She was getting red
rashes in her face. "Don't you dare say that again about yourself. It is
disgusting! This is a just a phase you're going through nothing more and
nothing less!" At this point she was yelling.

"No mother you're the one that is disgusting. Keep thinking that this is
just a phase. And what the fuck pap why aren't you saying anything!" I was
seriously angry and disappointed right now. "Just calm down Olivia let's
talk later, please." He sounded desperate. "No fuck you both!" I angrily
pushed my chair back and stood up. I accidently knocked over my plate,
which in turn tipped over my glass of water. All the spaghetti went flying
across the table and some hit my mother straight in the face. My water had
flown right onto Tony's lap and the whole table was wet. "YOU'RE GOING TO
CLEAN THIS RIGHT UP!" my mother yelled at me. However, I was already
halfway up the stairs. I could hear my mother screaming in Dutch about how
we should have never moved here and this was all my fault.

Once in my room I locked the door and looked at myself in the mirror. Shit
I didn't even notice I was crying. I had also ruined this shirt by spilling
spaghetti sauce all over it. I couldn't help it and started really
crying. How could my mother be like this, better: why did I deserve
this. What had I done? I frantically though back to things I had done to
call karma on me. This was just messed up. I sat down on top of my bed and
I wept. I wept like a little child, but I didn't care. Someone knocked on
my door. I looked up but wasn't feeling like seeing anyone.

"GO away!"

"It's me Jack. Are you ok?" Fuck, just when I thought things couldn't get
any worse my best friend is here, and I am here crying like a little
baby. I manned up a bit and wiped the tears from my eyes. I got up and
unlocked the door. Jack was texting someone but as soon as I opened the
door he looked up and his face got very sad very fast. "Fuck you look like
shit man." He said and I couldn't help but laugh at him. Always so brutally
honest. "Fuck you man, better get in though so I can lock the door again. I
don't want them walking in." I replied. He got in and sat down on my
chair. He looked around before returning his gaze back at me. I sat down on
my bed again.

 "Soo, I don't know if you want to talk about this?" He asked and I sighed
then said, "I guess you already know a lot, I can still hear my mother
yelling down stairs, although it is in Dutch so I don't think you can
understand that much..." "Well, I think I got some words although they
don't really make sense. Were you fighting because you're, gay?"

Jesus am I about to come out to my best friend too? What a way to start my
sophomore year off.

"I guess that is where the conversation ended yes." I looked away and the
tears came back a little. After ten seconds I looked up. He was watching me
very intensely. "Please say something Jack, this silence is worse than
diner was." "Sorry I was just processing, all this." He said and started
smiling before continuing. "So how long have you thought I was hot? I bet
it was from the moment you saw me."

I felt a weight fall off my shoulders. He is joking! I managed to crack a
small smile and replied, "No you're the most unattractive piece of British
junk I have ever laid my eyes upon." He looked indignant at my remark. "You
dickhead, next time at the gym I will make you suffer for this!" I think
that made him link the two together and I swear I saw a little light bulb
above his head. "So that explains why you always want to leave the changing
rooms so quickly. That makes so much sense!" I couldn't stop myself and
just walked over and hugged him. He was surprised but quickly gave in and
hugged me back.  "Thanks man." I said and he squeezed me a little tighter
in response. "Better stop this hugging before I turn gay too. Wouldn't want
that now would we."

I quickly let go and we both started laughing. Then I remembered
something. "Wait so why are you even here? O shit you had that date with
Rose tonight right?"  He started smiling. "I just dropped her off, it was
amazing. She just wanted to prepare for the party so I'll be picking her up
again in an hour or so. She is not only great from the outside but also
from the inside. Can you even believe my luck?" He looked so happy. "You're
a catch but she is still way out of your league so better take things slow
man." I said.

"That is true. After dropping her off though I just wanted to see if you're
ready for the party so that is why I came here. Your father opened the door
and it looked like World War III had just erupted or something. He let me
in and Tony ran up to me and gently pushed me in the direction of your
room." I felt myself getting sad again and I guess Jack saw it too. "Why
don't you go take a shower or something, you smell like spaghetti sauce? Oh
and you might need a new t-shirt because you can't wear this one
tonight. It's stained."

"Yes I will, thanks man. If you want to stay here it's no problem, you can
play on my Playstation if you want. Got some new games this week." He
started up the Playstation and one of my games and started playing. I
quickly got some underwear and new clothes. I decided to wear t-shirt with
little cacti that Emily hates. I mean I loved it so why not. I was feeling
rebellious tonight.

I opened the door and looked if there was anyone else upstairs. Tony's door
was closed so I guess he was in there, and I could hear my parents argue
downstairs. Bitches. I got into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I
looked down at my dick, I had let my pubes get a little bit too long. I got
a razor and got rid of it. I liked the feeling of being totally smooth. I
decided against shaving my treasure trail. Emily always said she liked it,
and who was I to argue with her taste in men's bodies. I was not going to
let my parents ruin this evening. If necessary I could sneak out through my
window. They would hear the car though but who cares.

I dried off and put on my new outfit. It was cute, but the other one had
been better. I cursed my mom for this, and walked back to my room. Jack was
still busy playing and barely noticed me. He must really like this game. I
heard a knock on my door for the second time this evening. I knew this was
going to come. "You in there?" pap would never leave a fight
unresolved. Jack got up and shut down the Playstation. "You know I'd better
get going. Have to pick up some stuff from home. Are you gonna be alright?"
I nodded and opened the door. My father walked in and Jack passed him. He
said goodbye and left.



"I think it is best if you stayed at someone else's house tonight." My
father said after Jack had closed the door. I was surprised. "You mean you
don't want me in this house. I get it, I'll just stay at Emily's place." I
replied. My father looked sad after I said it but I didn't regret it. "You
know I do want you here. It's just, difficult for your mother. She is not
sure about how to deal with this yet. I'm sure she will come around. Just
know that I love you alright." I teared up again and nodded. I willed my
tears away, wasn't going to break down for the second time tonight. He
hugged me and walked out of my room. I breathed in twice and lay down on my
bed before grabbing my phone.

Me: Can I stay at your place tonight? I'll explain when I come pick you
up. I'm going to be a little early too if that's alright.

Emily: Sure no problem. Are you ok??

Me: I'll tell you in a minute. I'll be there in 10.

I got up and grabbed my school bag, and started getting the stuff I
needed. I felt awful. They, well my mom, didn't want me in their house. I
got my stuff together and somehow managed to avoid everyone while leaving
the house. It didn't surprise me that much, guess I wasn't the only one
trying to avoid seeing someone.

10 minutes later I pulled up next to Emily's car and parked my car
there. It was only 8:30 PM, quite different from my usual tardiness. During
the car ride I had decided to just get absolutely hammered at the party and
try to enjoy my night, but not enjoy it that much that I would have to
puke. Emily's parents are not very strict. I mean they don't care at what
time she comes home. There only have one, although unwritten, rule: don't
let us hear you sneak in, and we won't ask what time it was. I was going to
use that to my full advantage.

Her father let me in and we talked about his business trip while Emily was
putting on some clothes. Which took ages of course but I didn't mind. Sean
(he had insisted on me calling him Sean from the first day Emily and I
started dating) worked at this huge international firm and he made some
serious bank there. Their house was one of the biggest in the area and it
was obvious they were rich. Not in a showing off way but still, it
showed. I liked talking to him because I always envisioned my future self
to be like him. Maybe even work at that company. After 20 minutes of
chatting I excused myself and brought my stuff up to Emily's room. Her
parents didn't seem to mind me staying over, maybe they thought we were
still dating? No idea.

"AHH Thomas I'm totally butt naked over here! Close the door quickly."
Fuck, I had totally walked in on her while she was changing. She was
overreacting a bit because she had underwear on. "Oh shit sorry babe I
didn't know you were in here changing. I was just dropping off my stuff." I
quickly said, I must have looked super awkward there because she started
laughing. "Just kidding, get in. Do close the door though. Boy you should
have seen your face." I quickly closed the door and sat down on her bed. I
could still feel my cheeks burning. I quickly looked up to her. She still
had that killer body she always had and now she was tan. Boy she was a
catch. She saw me looking at her and said, "Brings back memories right." I
looked up and replied, "I guess so yes, but one thing hasn't changed." She
looked at me with confusion. I smiled "Well I still can't get hard by
looking at you." I cracked up, she grabbed a pillow and threw it at my
face. She totally missed but started laughing again too. She then put on
her party outfit and sat down with me on the bed. She put on her
serious-face and looked at me. "Alright now tell me what happened and don't
you dare leave anything out!"

After telling her the whole story she assured me that I could stay at her
house for as long as I wanted. She also swore that she would fill my
mother's car with roaches. I hugged her and felt a tiny bit relieved to
have such a friend as Emily. I however, did convince her to not put roaches
in her car just yet. Maybe another day. I looked at my phone.

"Shit it's already 9:20, we got to get going!" They say being late is
fashion so who cares. Well Emily cares. We quickly made our way downstairs
and after saying goodbye to her parents we got into my car and pulled out
of the driveway.

Emily got the address and turns out they live on the other side of
town. Fairly close to my house too. We arrived at the house and I could
already see a couple of cars of people I knew. Next to the car were two
people making out so I guess the party has been underway for some time
now. I found a place to park my car and we made our way over to the
entrance. "Omg you're wearing that cacti t-shirt." Emily said, I looked
down at my t-shirt and smiled. "I spilled spaghetti sauce all over the
other one so I just went with this one, took you long enough to notice
though." She shook her head and tried the door. Which was opened and we
walked right into Jack.

He wasn't alone though but very much entangled with Rose. I mean the, arms,
hands and legs everywhere, kind of entangled. I started laughing and Emily
let out this very weird yelp. Jack didn't seem to notice and neither did
Rose. "Let's leave these two and go find Dylan to thank him for inviting
us." I said while pulling Emily with me further into the house. "I
seriously didn't expect to see that omg. Isn't she way out of his league
too? What the hell Rose." She was so shocked. "I said the exact same thing
but we can ask about the details later alright. Now let's go!" We made our
way towards the living room and I spotted the kegs. With the infamous red
cups, welcome to America kids!  I quickly got myself two cups and filled
them to the brink with beer. Then downed one and filled another one up.

"Here you go" I said as I gave Emily a cup, "have you seen Dylan yet?" I
asked. She stood on her toes. "Nope, but damn they invited so many people
Jesus." I looked around and sure enough there were about 40 people in the
living room alone. "Let's keep looking." I said and looked at the kegs
again. I spotted Dylan talking with some people behind the kegs. I grabbed
Emily again and yanked her to follow me. "Hey Dylan, what's up man!" I said
trying to keep Emily from walking away. Dylan turned around and saw
us. "Hey Thomas, I'm good, thanks for coming!" He then looked at Emily and
extended his hand. "You must be Emily, thanks for coming!" Emily looked at
him and put on her fake smile, "Hi, thanks for inviting me. Great party!" I
didn't find it convincing at all. I don't know what had gotten into her
already? I turned around to see who she was looking at before we ran over
to Dylan. It was Grey and now I understood. She just wanted to get to him
instead of talking to Dylan.

Dylan however, was totally oblivious to her apparent disinterest in him. He
looked around and then got a little flask of Bacardi out of his
pocket. "Thanks, do you two want to some of this?" "Sorry I got to go to
the toilet, I'll cya later." Emily said and then disappeared in the
crowd. Dylan looked sad. "Don't worry about it man, I'm sure she really had
to go. But you know I'd like to taste some of that stuff." I said while
smiling at him and quickly downed my second beer. I meant it, I was going
to get hammered tonight. This seemed to lighten his mood again and he
poured a significant amount into my bottle and then proceeded to do the
same to his bottle. "Cheers!" he said and we both pounded the drink. This
was going to be a great night.

Over the next hour I had fun talking and drinking with Dylan and some of
his friends. I only saw Emily once. She was sitting very close to Grey on
the couch and he had his arm casually draped around her. I looked at her
hoping she would see me but she was too busy talking with Grey to notice. I
was about to turn around when Grey's eyes and mine locked. I looked at him
questioningly and he winked. Then returned his attention to Emily. The wink
was a bit weird but before I could dwell on it I got grabbed from behind
and spun around. I let out a not so manly scream.

"Drink up Dutchie!" it was Jack, with a red cup filled with a very
sweet-smelling liquid in it. "Wait what is that?" I asked before
remembering the plan. "Never mind, give it" and I downed it. I felt it burn
while it was making its way through my throat. Jesus this stuff is
strong. "Damn, what did you just give me?" I asked. Jack just smiled. I
noticed that he was swaying a little bit. He looked absolutely hammered
too. I guess he had been drinking that stuff for some time already. He
looked left and right and then pulled me a little closer. "Not telling
you. Now let's go find you some dick for tonight!" he said not so
quietly. "Wait what? No I don't want to get dick tonight and keep it down
Jesus." I looked around but no one seemed to have heard him. My eyes met
Grey's again and he winked, again. What is up with this winking though?
"You're freaking sixteen dude! who doesn't want to get laid at
sixteen. Come on let's go find you someone." He grabbed my arm again and
started making his way through the crowd. If I'd let go I would be alone so
I just followed him.

"Hey Carter, I've found someone who can play with me!" Wait what's
happening? I looked around and saw the whole varsity football team looking
at us. They were standing around the kitchen table and were about to start
another round of beer pong. "Alright you're on!" I recognized that
voice. It was the voice of an angel, or Carter, same thing. He was standing
there looking stunning and for a second I lost all sense of time and just
admired him. He was wearing a blue t-shirt which made him look even fitter
and bigger. His pants clang to the perfect places and his muscled calves
and Butt. Perfection.

"Alright so you know the rules? Your name is Thomas right?" I realized I
had probably been staring at him for the past 10 seconds not saying
anything. Fuck I needed to say something quickly. "I know the rules yes,
and Thomas yes. So double yes." Double yes? I mentally cursed myself for
saying that. He laughed and replied, "If I counted correctly, that was a
triple yes." He extended his hand. "My name is Carter by the way." I looked
at it for a second and then shook it. "I like your accent by the way." He
winked at me and then turned to his teammate, Dale. Damn was this real? Had
Carter just winked at me. I was in heaven. Someone called Jack had to ruin
the moment though by whispering into my ear, "Stop being in love and let's
win this game man, I don't know if I can take that much alcohol anymore." I
looked at him and laughed. "You're right let's fucking win, and show these
jocks how it's done!"

The game started off with them totally steamrolling over us. I wasn't a
rookie, like at all. I knew how to play but I guess my head wasn't in the
game. We were down to 8 cups and they still had 12. "C'mon man I thought
you knew how to play!?" Jack said not sounding very amused. "I do it's just
that I can't focus or something." Jack looked at me then at Carter. Who had
just thrown another ball into one of our cups. That leaves 7. Jack got the
cup and downed it. His face turned from angry to a weird grin. "Oh I know
why you can't focus. Just imagine that they" he said while pointing at
Carter and Dale. "Are your parents."

Safe to say that helped. We got back on track and now they only had 2 cups,
but we only had 1 cup left. It was Jack's turn and everyone was watching
him intensely. Sweat or beer, I couldn't see the difference anymore, was
dripping from his face. He threw the ball and it was a perfect
throw. Everyone started yelling and Dale had to drink the cup. We still had
a chance, if Carter missed this shot I could end it. Carted looked very
concentrated while he was lining up to take the shot. Before he did though
he looked up at us, or was it me? I don't know why I did it but I gave him
this very dirty wink. If winks can be dirty that is. It seemed to work, he
looked at me with surprise and I blushed. He then threw the ball, but it
missed. The group of people gathered around us all gasped.

"Alright let's end this man. I know you can do it, no pressure!" Jack told
me. Yes, sure this was a no-pressure environment. Loud music playing, drunk
football jocks chanting my name, a drunk Jack giving me a back massage and
me also being very drunk. I closed my eyes and breathed in, and out.  I
opened my eyes and looked at Carter. He was watching me intensely. He saw
me and I knew he was about to do the wink-trick, but I was expecting that
and quickly threw the ball. It was almost like the music stopped for a
second. I heard the yelling that erupted from the group. I looked at the
cup and sure enough there was a little plastic ball floating in it. "WE DID
IT!" Jack was screaming right next to my ear, I didn't care though because
Carted and I were eye-locked.

After 3 seconds he blinked and then shifted his attention to Dale, who was
blaming him for losing.  Wow that was intense. "C'mon let's get you
something to drink that isn't beer." I turned around and saw Dylan. He gave
me a high-five before continuing, "Thank god you beat them, I don't think
anyone ever has. Definitely not me!" I smiled and replied, "Some Pepsi is
alright. Don't think my body can take any more alcohol tonight man. I guess
it's just luck though." I wasn't lying I was feeling a little bit
dizzy. "Sure thing, I'll get you some. Wait here!" he started making his
way towards the fridge. I just stood there and received bro hugs from some
of the football players. They all congratulated me for taking Carter and
Dale down a notch. I was surprised, was it that easy to befriend football
players?

Dylan returned with my Pepsi, I thanked him and looked at Jack who had
totally lost it. He was dancing like his life depended on it and was still
drinking that sweet stuff he brought. I mean I was drunk, but he was
absolutely wrecked. "Are we bad friends if we don't try to sober him up a
little?" I looked at Emily who had managed to find me. "Nah he'll be
alright, I'm certain that he won't die. He isn't that stupid!" I replied
and laughed. She looked at me with one eyebrow raised. I still don't know
how she did that. "Ok, but I've got something for you. You're going to
freaking love it! Follow me." She said and once again I was grabbed by my
arm and dragged through the crowd upstairs. It was quiet up here and we
went into a bedroom. About 8 people were already there. Grey, a hot girl
named Ruby, a boy whose name I didn't know but damn, he was hot, Rose,
Trish; a very pretty junior, Dale plus his girlfriend Carly, and
Carter. They looked up and Grey nodded to us. "Close the door Emily."
Carter said while holding an empty bottle of vodka in his hand. I knew what
this was. We were going to play 7 minutes in heaven, and boy I was totally
up for that!

Emily sat down next to Grey and I sat down straight opposite from her next
to Rose. She said hi and I smiled. Carter took the lead. "Alright so I know
this is super cliché and all but who gives a fuck. You all know how to
play right?" Everyone nodded and the girls giggled. "You know it too,
Dutch?" Dale said with just a tad of venom in his voice. "Well it's easier
than playing beer pong so shut up." Emily to the rescue. Everyone started
laughing and Dale turned red. Before he could answer Carter put the bottle
in the middle. "Alright so what are the rules?" I guess Dale got his tongue
back from that roast. "I wanna see some girl-on-girl action too." The girls
went quiet for a second and looked at each other. Emily was the first to
speak. "I guess that is alright."  Dale started smiling from ear to
ear. "but, only if the boys go boy-on-boy too." She smiled. I just looked
at her, she had planned this all along. That little bitch. "I'm not fucking
gay!" I cringed at the words Dale just said. "I don't give a shit, count me
in." Everyone looked at Grey. He sat with his arm around Emily,
again. Carter and the other guy quickly followed and said they didn't give
a shit either. Fuck I was the only one who hadn't answered yet. Everyone
turned to look at me and I couldn't help but turn red. "You ok with it too
Thomas?" Emily said with this twinkle in her eyes. She totally had me
trapped. Why turn down a chance of getting in a closet for 7 minutes with
Carter? Not that anything would happen of course but still. "Uhm yes sure,
I'm alright with it." I looked at Rose and she smiled at me. Wait why was
even she here? I guess Jack must have been too drunk. I mean I'm not
surprised at all that she wanted some more fun. Carter started
talking. "Alright so I guess Dale will take the girl to the left if he
spins a boy. Now let's get this show on the road!"

Carter had two closets (who the hell has two closets rights?) so we didn't
have to wait for 7 minutes every time. Dale got to spin the first round and
the bottle stopped at Rose. Dale looked very glad about this and Rose
giggled and looked at Carly to see if she was alright with it. She
shrugged. "Well this was to be expected, you better not do anything sketchy
with her though!" and waved them off. They disappeared into one of the
closets and Carter continued. "Alright I will set the timer. Let's
continue." Next up was Emily. She dramatically spun the bottle and it
pointed towards Trish. I looked up to Trish and she seemed quite glad she
got Emily. "Ok girls rules are rules go in I'll set another timer." Trish
and Emily both got up and Emily started laughing and said: "What a pity
that Dale is in there and can't see this." "I bet he is too busy talking to
Rose right now." Carter said.

After Emily and Trish disappeared into a closet we talked about how great
the party was going. Well they talked, I was just admiring Carter. Had I
already mentioned he looked stunning in these clothes? When he laughed he
got these cute dimples and he was laughing a lot. Just then he turned
around and I was certain that he caught me staring at him. I quickly turned
away and got out my phone. I had about 10 messages from Emily from an hour
ago asking me where the hell I was at. "So Thomas, didn't I bump into you
in the hallways on the first day of school?" I looked up from my
phone. Shit Carter was talking to me. My face turned red, again. "uhhhh, I
think you did yes" then quickly added, "I wasn't paying attention though."
Carter just looked at me then said, "I didn't hurt you right?" Was I
imagining things or did he sounded profoundly concerned? "No I didn't fall
down remember, you grabbed me just in time." I answered. He smiled and
said, "good, by the way I really do like you accent. You're Dutch, right?
Dale said that but he is wrong about lots of things." Damn he was so
handsome when he smiled. "Yes I'm 100% Dutch, moved here about a year ago."
I said. Before he could say something though his phone started
beeping. Rose and Dale's time was up.

"I'll open the door." Carly said. All eyes were on her as she walked
towards the closet, and opened it. Rose and Dale were both sitting on the
ground drinking from a flask. They looked up in surprise. Everyone started
laughing and they joined us. I looked at Rose but she just shook her
head. I guess nothing had happened. "Can I go next please?" hot girl Ruby
asked. "but it was my turn first?" Grey said, he then looked at me before
continuing. "Nah never mind you can go first Ruby." Ruby smiled and spun
the bottle. It landed on Dale, again. "I guess God is trying to tell us who
the real Alpha here is." Dale said, grinning. Ruby didn't look very happy
about this. I bet she wanted to go with Carter or Terry. The other hot
boy. Whose name I had just found out. "Go get into that closet." Carter
said. The second they were inside the other timer went off.

Grey got up and opened the door. We all gasped, because inside were Trish
and Emily totally sucking each other's faces off. I think they noticed that
the door was opened but kept kissing for another 5 seconds. Emily turned to
face the group and grinned. "What are you all looking at, never seen two
girls kissing before? I bet 10$ that the boys here look at videos of two
girls kissing every night." Everyone laughed and they sat back down in the
group. Grey immediately put his arm back around Emily.

"Alright my turn." Grey said and got the bottle from Carter. He looked at
Emily and spun it. It spun around three circles before landing. On me. Fuck
this was going to be awkward. The girls started giggling and I looked at
Grey. "Let's go mate!" He said while jumping up. He grabbed my arm and
pulled me towards the closet. I looked at Emily while trying to keep my
balance she mouthed "good luck" and cracked up. Before I could answer I was
inside a dark and locked closet standing very close to Grey.

I tried finding the light, I never told anyone but I am kinda scared of
dark, small spaces. This was exactly one of those places I didn't
like. Instead of finding the light though I found Grey's hand. In shock I
didn't move my hand, and he just enclosed it with his hand. We were now
holding hands in the dark. I did not see this coming. "Uhm, so would you
mind finding a light switch? I am not that comfortable with dark, small
places, claustrophobia and such." I said, trying to keep my voice from
breaking like a 13-year-old. He moved his body a bit but never let go of my
hand and turned the switch. I looked at him and he looked at me. He was
about the same height as me too. "So what's the plan mate, you going to
kiss me or just keep staring at me?" he said looking as nonchalant as ever.

I felt something stir down in my groin but I was too shocked to say or do
something. Was this even real? "I guess not." He said, then shrug his
shoulders and leaned forward, grabbed my face and pulled me into a
kiss. Before I knew what was happening I was making out with him. I quickly
got over my initial shock and just went with it. Damn this boy knew how to
kiss, it was Childs play for him. After what seemed like a mere 10 seconds
but what must have been about two minutes, he pulled away. He looked at me
and said, "You know I have been wanting to do that ever since I saw you
walk in tonight with Emily. You look freaking amazing." "Wait what? I
thought you were into Emily? You two have been hitting it off quite well."
I was seriously surprised he said that.

"I am into Emily but you're also hot so who cares. You're a great kisser by
the way." He said and grinned at me. "Ah, so you're bisexual." I said and
quickly added, "Thanks you too man." He smiled, "I don't like labelling
things but I guess that's true yes."  He said and then looked at his
phone. He looked back at me and without wasting a second we were back at
it. I felt his breath on my face as he turned away and started kissing my
neck. I let out a moan. I gently pushed his lips back to mine and my hand
slipped under his shirt. I wasn't even thinking about the time because
Jesus he was good at this. I could feel his 6-pack underneath my fingers as
I trailed over the perfectly shaped blocks. He grabbed my butt and I moaned
again. We were making out like only two horned up teenagers ever could. I
pulled his t-shirt up over his head and dropped it. I pulled back and
admired his hot body, he was totally ripped. I could see all his muscles
move and looked down at a pretty obvious bulge. I felt my phone vibrate and
came back to my senses. 7 minutes are nothing.

"How much time do we have left?" I asked. "Ah fuck I almost forgot about
the time" Grey said and pulled his phone out. He read the time and looked
up at me. "I'm guessing less than a minute." "Shit" I said and bent down to
get his shirt. He did the exact same thing at the same time and our heads
hit each other. "Fuck" we both said in unison. He grabbed his shirt and put
it back on. Then he looked at me. " just a heads up though, I think I might
have given you a hickey in your neck..." he said and turned red.  "Omg!
what?" I answered and started laughing. "Yep pretty sure, sorry." He said
and he gently placed his hand on my forehead. "Jesus, you're burning up
Thomas? Are you feeling alright?" before I could answer though the door
opened.

"Playtime's up boys!" Emily said while observing us. Grey quickly pulled
his hand back but she saw and started grinning before leaning in towards
us, and said, "You know your shirt is the wrong way around, Grey." He
looked down and sure enough it was the wrong way around. He blushed and
quickly flipped it around. Emily had left the closet. I looked at him and
smiled. "You might want to fix that too." I said pointing at his still
obvious bulge. He looked at me with the same look and pointed at my bulge,
"You're one to speak." We both casually readjusted ourselves and got out of
the closet. I guess it was quite literal too because everyone was gawking
at us. I walked back to my previous spot next to Rose and Grey sat down
next to Emily again. Rose looked at me the same way I did when she walked
out of the other closet but I just smiled and she shook her head. I looked
around to see who was now in the other closet and I noticed Carly and
Carter missing. I immediately felt jealousy coming up. Carly was off with
Carter doing god knows what. Dale was there to pull me out of my thoughts
though I guess he didn't like them being in there as well.

"So you two had lots of fairy fun in there I guess?" his voice was filled
with disgust. I felt like someone had just punched me in the
face. Everything from diner came flooding back and I felt like shit again,
but it was now met with nausea, I felt sick. I looked up at Emily but she
looked pissed, and I mean seriously pissed. Grey was looking very mad
too. "You're going to fuck-" Emily started but Grey cut her off. "Let me
handle this babe." Emily looked at him with surprise, and I too was
confused by the word `babe'.  "For your fucking information Dale,
absolutely nothing happened in there, we just talked, but even if we did
make out. It would be none of your fucking business. Aren't you a little
bit too interested? You sure that you're not one for throwing glitter
around."

Dale looked like he was about to explode. Before he could answer though
Carter's alarm went off. Ruby quickly stood up and opened the door. Carter
came walking out with Carly behind him. It looked like nothing had
happened. "Alright so who's ready for round 5?" Carter said but then
noticed that the mood was very tense.

"I'm done with this shit, let's go leave the fairies to their business and
go downstairs Carly." Dale said while still fuming. I guess he decided
against confronting Grey directly. "Wait what's happening? I was having fun
here Dale." Carly asked questionly, not sounding very excited about Dale's
idea. "Fuck you too then!" Dale yelled and stormed out of the room. I felt
the nausea worsen and lied down for a second. "What the hell happened
here?" Carter said not very happily. It sounded like his voice was miles
away and felt myself slip away. "Wait guys! Thomas are you alright?!" I
heard someone say and a face sprang into my field of vision but somehow, I
couldn't recognize it.

I felt someone put my finger inside my throat and I started puking like
crazy. I heard someone say that I was going to be alright. "Is that you
Emily?" I asked, my voice breaking. "No it's me, Carter. Just keep throwing
up. You're going to be alright man." I wanted to answer but I felt it come
back up again and felt awful. Someone lifted me up and put me down on a
bed. The last thing I heard before falling asleep was a man's voice. "Just
go to sleep, there's a bucket here right next to you. I'll see you
tomorrow."

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Hi everyone who reads this! If any at all I have no idea, but that's
alright. I loved writing this chapter. I am kind of trying out different
writing techniques to see what fits me best. Sooo, sorry if it looks a bit
unorganized. Next chapter will see the consequences of Thomas' wild
night. Grey and him had some very wild 7 minutes in heaven and it looks
like Carter and Thomas are getting to know each other too. Who will Thomas
end up with? Also, is Thomas in Carter's bed right now, and how did he get
so sick. Maybe he just had too much to drink, or was there foul play
involved, and what will Dale do. Does he have a little glitter in him as
Grey mentioned or is there something else. Oh and what the hell happened to
Jack.

I want this story to have an appropriate ending and plan on writing around
20 chapters. So if you want stick with me!

SL