'Harry?' He looked up from his phone, he was shirtless as he stood by his gym locker, his pants were riding low and I could see his very nicely defined V line leading into his pants.
'Yo, what's up?'
'We're staying at your place right?' He grinned.
'Course, you always stay at mine after a big game.' I nodded and told him I was going for a shower. We'd just played our first game of the season, but Harry and I had been on the team last year as juniors. We'd made it a tradition that I would stay at his place after a game weather we won or lost. We'd been best friends since third grade when my dad left and my mum started working more. When I got older and my nanna J died I spent more and more time with Harry, and he didn't mind. He didn't even mind when I had nightmares sometimes, he would even hug me until we went back to sleep.
'Hey.' Harry said sticking his head into the shower and I looked over my shoulder at him. 'Hurry it up would you? We got some party to make an appearance at tonight.' He grinned wiggling his eyebrows. 'Some girls are going to be looking fine tonight.' He disappeared to go and chat with some of the others from the team and I sighed before turning the shower off and going back to my normal closeted life.
I hated seeing Harry with girls but I just can't risk loosing him, he's too good a friend to me, and he probably see's me as a brother and brothers don't fuck each other. I pulled my jeans on and was pulling my shirt down when Zach walked past and put his hand on my back.
'Hey, sorry Sen, I just gotta get through.' He winked at me and I felt my face burn. Zach was nearly hotter than Harry was to me, they were both ripped and they were both on the team, Zach was a bit bigger than Harry because he played a defence position. 'See ya at Mia's party tonight?'
'A-ah I don't know, maybe.' He grinned and let his fingers run across my back as he walked away.
'Well come say hello if you do.' I swallowed hard as he left, man he's hot and I am very horny...
'Yo, you ready? We still gotta go home and get ready for the party.'
'Wh-who's party?' I asked as we walked out and headed for his truck.
'Mia's duh, she throws the best party, I'm hoping that I'll be able to get a little action from her tonight.' He winked and my heart sank a little.
'Yeah.' We talked about the other team as we continued, I was thankful I didn't have to talk about him getting with some girl.
He showered while I looked through his clothes, I was going to wear my jeans but I pulled out his red iron man shirt that I really liked and pulled it on. He laughed as he came out.
'Dude, really? You're still on your ironman fixation? I thought you were over that like years ago.'
'Iron man is the best superhero, he goes through anxiety attacks and alcoholism and heartbreak and all kinds of stuff so don't hate just because you're emotionally inept.' Wow, that was a bit dark...
'Calm down, I won't insult your precious iron man again.' He laughed as he dropped his towel and pulled on some underwear. I turned away quickly so he wouldn't see how hard I was.
'Yo, can you throw me a shirt?'
'What do you want?' I asked trying to take deep breaths and calm the tent pole.
'What ever you think'll look good.' I hate him. I threw him a grey wash shirt that would be tighter around his muscles and he pulled it on. 'Damn I look fit as fuck, you always know what is sick.' He grinned and pulled me to his side before ruffling my hair and I whined at him as we went to the bathroom. I forced him to brush his teeth and then we sorted our hair before heading down stairs.
'Yo, I reckon you should try hook in with Amanda tonight. She's been asking Stacy to ask Mia to ask me about you.' I scrunched my nose up.
'I'm good, thanks.'
'Dude, Amanda is hot, she's not the smartest person but she's hot.' Apparently you and her should have coffee sometime...
'I'm good, blonde's aren't really my type.'
'What is your type?' He asked and I flinched.
'Kinda sporty, reasonably smart, brunette.' You.
'Oh, well why don't you see if Molly with go out with you? She's well fit.'
'Your sentences are terrible, we're not watching Gordie Shore anymore when we're drunk.' He laughed loudly as we pulled into the drive of Mia's place. Mia's parties are legendary, she's got the best music, everyone wants in, and her parents let her throw them because they were big idols in their high school and want their daughter to be like them. Her dad's a corporate businessman now- family business- and her mum was a model but now she's a big person on committes and stuff. We walked in and were greeted by different people before Mia walked over and threw herself at Harry.
They talked and started flirting and I wanted to throw up. I rolled my eyes and headed for the kitchen to get a drink, Harry calling out for me to get him one too. I was in the middle of pouring two coke and vodka's when I jumped, someone's hand slid across my back and rested on my hip.
'You came.' They whispered in my ear and I looked at Zach with a little relief.
'You made me spill my drink.' I muttered as I looked at my shirt, he slid his fingers under my shirt and looked at the wet patch.
'Sorry, didn't mean to, want me to clean it up?' He grinned and I felt my face warm.
'H-Harry is waiting for me.' I didn't know what else to say. Yes? NO! Idiot.
'Awh too bad, if you get bored of watching him play tonsil hockey then you can come find me.' He grinned before walking off out the back door where the beer pong was taking place. I shook my head and headed back with the two red cups. Hopefully Harry will get wasted fast and I'll have to take him home before he does anything stupid.
'Hey, there you are, we were just talking about you.' Harry, Mia, Stacy, Molly and Amanda were all sitting in a circle. The girls had their drinks and I smiled tightly, Harry giving me a weird look. 'Thanks.' He said as I handed him his drink.
We talked about the game, about football in general, the girls asking what I wanted to do after high school.
'Ah, I'm looking at becoming a lawyer? Maybe, or something, I don't know.' I mumbled most of it, I didn't like talking about the future that much.
'I thought you wanted to be a runner for the Jets?' Harry asked me confused.
'Yeah, but I'm talking real jobs.'
'That is a real job.' He frowned like I'd insulted him or something.
'A lawyers a pretty good job too.' Molly smiled and I gave a tight smile back.
'Harry I'm bored of this conversation.' Mia mumbled in his ear and I crushed my red cup, spilling my drink all over myself.
'Shit, sorry.'
'Sen you okay?' Harry said pulling his attention away from Mia.
'Fine, I'm going outside to play beer pong.'
'I'll come wi-'
'Don't bother.' I said as I walked out before he could even move Mia off him.
