The Summer of Love

The bailed on party

**Jordon's house party**

(Jorel's POV)

I parked on the side of the road near Jordan's house. As I stepped out I could feel the thumping of the music through the concrete as I walked up his driveway. There were people in his yard, screaming and jumping with the music. Some were doubled over, vomiting due to too much alcohol. "Dumbasses," I thought to myself as I entered the crowded mansion, "can't hold their booze."

"Hey, Jorel! You made it man," shouted Jordon suddenly. He didn't allow me to respond before he grabbed my forearm and led me outside near the pool. I spotted the rest of the gang; Matty, Dylan, Danny, and George. Of course, they all had drinks in hand, sitting around a fire.

"Hey! Look who made it! It's J!" Announced Danny enthusiastically. He jumped up to greet me with a side hug and a beer.

"Thanks, man." I respond, taking a seat next to Dylan. "So why's everyone just gathered around here?" I question, staring at the fire.

"We were just waiting for you to show." Said Matty, smiling as always. He was always so happy, and his happiness rubbed off on the group when necessary.

"Well, I'm gonna go cruise for some babes! Anyone wanna join?" Dylan offered, glancing at each band mate. Jordon and Matty accompanied him cheerfully after a few exchanged grins.

"I'm gonna go look for some Whiskey or some shit," Danny blurted, "I don't have Scarlett this weekend, so I plan on getting fucked up while I can." He and Reese split up about a year ago. She "wasn't happy" and "couldn't stand his wreck-less band mates." He was allowed partial custody of Scarlett, getting her every other weekend and during summers. He cherished every moment with his daughter. He loved her more than anything else in the world.

"Hey George," I began suddenly, "wanna bail? Seems pretty boring around here. Everyone's wasted and passing out." He thought for a minute then slowly nodded, followed me to my car. "So what do ya wanna do or go?" I asked, starting my car.

"Movie at mine? I got booze and food." He suggested. "Sure," I nodded, "sounds good." We sped off in my car towards George's house.

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(George's POV)

Jorel and I decided to bail on Jordon's boring party. We headed to my place to watch a movie and chill. I unlocked the door and told Jorel to make himself at home. "I'll grab us some beer, yeah?" I say, heading to the kitchen. "Yeah!" He shouts back so I can hear. "Want something to eat?" I question, handing him the beer. "Nah man, thanks. I'm not hungry." I was a bit hungry so I headed to the kitchen and grabbed a small bag of Lay's chips and head back to where Jorel was on the couch. "What movie?" I ask the Italian. "Whatever's good. I don't mind. Just bored as hell and don't wanna go home." He responds, taking a sip of beer after. "Mkay." I say, putting on the first movie I saw. It was a horror movie of course. It was actually pretty scary. I witnessed Jorel jump a little during a scary part of the movie. Truth be told, I kind of like Jorel...more than a friend. As the movie came to a scary part, Jorel jumped in his seat. It was actually cute. I wanted to hold his hand and cuddle with him so he felt protected. We were sitting pretty close as it is. I could feel the warmth from his arms as they were close to mine. I saw his beer was on the table. It seemed empty so I offered him another. "Yeah sure. Keep 'em comin' man." He said as I got up to go to the kitchen. I didn't realize he'd followed me until after I turned the kitchen light on. "I'm a bit hungry now." Jorel announced, rubbing his flat stomach. "God," I thought as I motioned to the fridge, "he's so sexy. His smile is too fucking adorable. I want him. Bad. Not just to have sex with but to call him mine." I trailed off in my thoughts and he pulled me out of them, grabbing my hand and leading me back to the movie. He'd made himself a sandwich and I'd had 2 more beers in my hand. He sat on my lap, surprisingly, and pulled my arms around his waist to hold him. "I'm cold." He says in the simplest voice, not noticing how my cheeks turned red, thank God. It was too dark for him to see but I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. After a while, Jorel moved from my lap and next to me. He shivered a bit so I got up. "Back in a sec." I said, heading upstairs. I grabbed an extra blanket out of my closet and laid it on Jorel. He smiled up at me. "Thanks Georgie." He says, pulling the blanket around him more. "Here," he says lifting up part of the blanket, "come sit. I can tell you're cold too." I wasn't really cold but wanted to be close to him so I got under the blanket.

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When the movie was finally over I was barely awake. I looked over to Jorel and he was asleep. He looked so peaceful, so happy. He was adorable. I sat there admiring my "sleeping beauty" until he began stirring in his sleep. His eyes opened a tad and I quickly turned away, not wanting to seem creepy. "George?" He spoke in a sleepy voice, sounding so sweet. "Yeah J?" I said, trying not to blush. "Mind if I crash here tonight? I'm too tired to go home. I might crash if I drive." I didn't even need to think about it. Without hesitation I nodded and grabbed his forearm. "Come on," I grunted, "you can take my bed upstairs. I'll crash down here on the couch." He didn't reply at all, so I assumed that was good with him. We got up to my room and I assisted him in laying down and tucked him in. As I was about to get up from the bed and head downstairs, Jorel grabbed my arm. "Stay with me, yeah? I feel bad taking your bed. And to be honest, that movie scared me a bit. But don't tell the guys that or I'll kick your ass." He said, pulling me under the covers. He turned on his back and shivered a bit. I turned so I could face his back when he pulled my arm around him. "It's freezing." He said snuggling against me. I smiled a bit, arms still around him. Shortly after, I heard his light snoozing. "Goodnight, love." I whisper, closing my eyes.