Toxic Much

Chapter 1

Ages:

Peter - 18
Xavier - 19
Danielle - 19

Peter just got off the phone with his dad, his dad was wondering if Peter wanted to stay at his house for the weekend. He really didn't like his dad since he was a little boy. "Shit. I really don't want to go with my dad." He says to his friend, Danielle.

"Aw thats too bad, Ha! Oh, and before you ask, no, you can't stay over. Buttttt..." She says to him, with a look. A look as if she had an idea.
"Hell no," Peter says, flinching. "I'm not going to one of those stupid parties."
"It'll get you away from your dad." She says, knowing her idea will work. Peter thinks for awhile then comes to a decision.
"Fine, but I'm not drinking. Don't expect me to!" He says getting up.
"We will see about that, bud." She snaps back.

Peter goes in the bathroom and gets ready for a shower.
"How the hell are you out of shampoo?!" He yells, "This is insane. You're acting like you're a fucking monkey!"
Danielle chuckles, as she was recording what Peter had said to her.

It's the next morning and Peter had 7 missed calls from his father, and 3 voice messages. "Ughh what time is it?" He says slowly getting up. Peter looks at his phone and was annoyed by how much his dad had called him.
"Cant he just leave me alone..?" He says, rubbing his eyes whilst walking to the bathroom. He then looks at the time on the clock in the bathroom and realized how late he slept in. "1:07." He mutters.
"Shit! 1:07. ITS 1PM." He says zipping up his pants.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He mumbles, changing his shirt.
"How did I forget to set my alarm?!" Peter slaps himself in the head many, many times while walking out the door. When he gets in his car he relises he forgot the keys.

"1:30, right? Thats the time it starts. Right??" Peter says on call with Danielle.
"It started 15 minutes ago bud. Just call off the interview." She says to him.
"I really want this job," he says walking into the building, "Got to go, bye." He hung up and walked in.

1:54pm

Peter calls back Danielle.
"I didn't get the job, and now I'm gonna bury myself."
Danielle chuckles.

Later that night

"You ready for this party bud?" Danielle asks as she is picking up Peter.
"I'm only doing this because I hate my dad." He says getting in. They drive off and listen to music, but Peter gets a text from his father.

"Disgrace. You're a disgrace to this family, matter of fact, you're not even apart of it. This is why you're nothing. And will always have nothing."

Peter reads the text and gets tears in his eyes. 'All this, for not going over for the weekend?' He says in his head, but in reality, he wanted to scream and cry, and throw stuff. But he couldn't. All he could do was sit there, and move past all of it.

When they got to the party the music was loud, the lights were beaming. And the house was huge. When they walked in, people were already on the tables dancing. "Its only 7 o'clock.." Peter mutters.
"What!!??" Danielle yells in his ear.
"Nothing." He says back to her, walking away from the crowd.

He goes in the kitchen and finds brownies on a big plate, he goes to grab one when suddenly someone's hand stops him from grabbing one.
"The hell dude?" He exclaims, looking up. But when he looked up, he saw a tall, handsome man, standing over him. Peter almost blushes.

'6'4, atleast. Black hair, blue eyes? Fuck he's pretty. Wait, is that a neck tattoo??' Peter just stares at the man. Not knowing what else to say.

"Do you know what's in these brownies?" The tall man finally says

"Eh!?" Peter says back

"Do you know whats in these brownies??!" The guy repeats.

"..Eh?!?"

"You're funny." He chuckles.

Peter then blushes, and then the guy smiled.

"This is going to be fun."

A/N hey uhh this is my first BL I wrote, please tell me if there is anything bad, I would really like to know! Thanksss :]