ICARUS FELL (boy X boy) ✔

5) Party Party Yeahhhh

I was in a daze. At first the noise and background music in my head was silenced. I could think, I could listen better and I could understand better.

Then all of a sudden all the fourteen crashed tabs inside my head activated all at once bombarding my head with four different ideas for my project, five different buzzfeed quizzes, Chris Hemsworth abs, random facts and three different singers singing all at once.

Bonus: my vision was clouded by Elio.

All I could think was of his beautiful hands, raven hair and brown eyes. All my suppressed fantasies surfaced In my hypothetical vision and with my cerebrum out of service, there wasn't any conscious Icarus noises telling me how it's disgusting or since I don't swing that way so is highly inappropriate.

I was stumbling forward in the direction of whoever was calling my name. I could only hear a single baritone voice calling me to shred all my uncertainties, doubts and just give in.

I felt like the original Icarus soaring feets above the ocean, drunk in joy and getting closer to the sun moments before his wings melted and he fell.

I pushed the hair falling on my eyes back and roared with laughter. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to meet the owner's eyes, slightly disappointed that instead of brown they were blue.

Fran...k? Francis? My memory was eluding me.

She was giggling, staring straight at me. I felt so funny I started giggling too and then we were both full on laughing.

I wiped a tear from my eyes "I feeeellll soooo fuzzzyyy"

"I knowwww righttttt?"

We laughed more.

She then put both her hands on each of my shoulders and hugged me "Icaaaaarus you're soooo hottttt"

I snorted hugging her back... Whoever she was I couldn't remember.

"I have seen hotterrr boys" Clearly thinking of brown eyes and long slender hands.

Do I have a hand fetish?

I scrunched my nose and held her face, bringing her to my view.

"Define hand fetish"

"Ummm.... Lusting over handssss??" She said equally confused, bringing her hands close to her face and observing them.

"Dunnooo maaaan."

Then she gasped "do you have a hand fetish?"

I pulled my phone out from my pocket and started googling it only for my phone to be taken away from me and was put back in my pocket.

"Why don't you find out practically?" She wiggled her eyebrows, putting her hands on my face and squished my cheeks.

"Hmmm you're right."

I looked around the room and spotted Elio sitting on the couch, with his head leaned back, neck littered with hickeys and a lit cigarette in his left hand while his right massaged his shoulder.

I brightened up and ran to him shrugging that pretty girl's hands off of me.

"Eliooooo"

He looked up at me while sucking his cigarette, a brow arched up in question.

I was so out of my mind I messed up my footing, tripped and landed on him with my one knee placed next to his waist-- which hot damn! Was it just the right size! and my right knee landed on his abdomen, so I was practically sitting on his lap.

I turned around such that my back was flat against his chest, folded my legs and took his unoccupied hand in mine, brought it close to my eyes and squinted at them all while tracing it with my finger.

Elio cleared his throat.

"What are you doing?" He said in a strained voice.

I looked back at him and beamed "your hands are pretty."

He blinked.

"Fransiscooooo look his hands are so pretty"

"Francesca"

She leaned forward and observed.

"Dangg they are"

"Umm... Personal space much?" Elio countered.

"Are you from 1508?"

"2003-"

"Cuz you're hands look like the once painted in Sistine Chapel"

"Sis-"

I nodded so rapidly, I wouldn't be shocked if it unhinged and fell down.

"The touch of God? That painting? Michaelangelo?"

He laughed at that.

"And I thought 'did it hurt when you fell' was the worst" Said Francisco girl shaking her head.

I was still looking straight in his eyes when I was suddenly yanked off his lap and fell down on my butt.

I looked up and saw Beck glaring daggers at Elio.

Drunk daggers as it seems.

"Millerrrrrr what were you doing with my brotheeerrrrr?"

"Your brother was the one straddling my lap and fetishizing my hand"

Beck snorted at that.

"First my brother isn't gay. Second even if he was he won't fetishize any of your body part and thirdddds keeep your crusty dusty hands off him!"

That's when Francisco girl pulled me up next to her.

"Leave themm I wannaaa kiss youuu"

"Kiss me?"

Then she smiled and leaned forward, connecting our lips.

Even drunk, I felt nothing. None at all. I stood there froze with my eyes wide. Then she opened my mouth and entered it. I shut my eyes closed.

I really really shouldn't have done that.

As soon as I did, all I could feel were Elio's hands on my back instead of Francesca's, instead of her floral scent all I could smell was smoke and some expensive cologne that was definitely on Elio. I kissed her back imagining Elio's lips. I held the back of her neck imagining him.

Maybe some part of my cerebrum was back to work because my eyes widened and I backed away.

Francesca smiled at me shyly.

"Umm" Bile rose to my throat and I ran. I reached the washroom on time, bent over the pot and retched.

When I finished, my eyes still watering, my face wet after I washed it and head hurting like death warmed over, I saw Francesca waiting for me outside.

She still looked pretty out of it but she handed me a glass of warm water and pecked me.

"See you tomorrow at your family dinner. I'll have to leave now." She winked and left.

I half stumbled - half dragged myself, still high, hurting and dizzy feeling like I was ran over by a truck.

Elio approached me.

"You know it isn't very charming to puke right after you kiss a girl"

I looked at him and since my brain pretty much was done with its night shift of common sense, I blurted out "I was kissing her, but I was imagining it was you."

Then I passed out.
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Anyone under fifteen-

DO NOT DRINK BEFORE THIRTY. IT TASTES BAD. I MEAN... I'VE HEARD THAT IT TASTES BAD. NOT THAT I'LL KNOW. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also it causes Liver Cirrhosis.

And do not smoke. Ciggarettes taste bad too. Also they cause Emphysema and cancer.

(Not that any of you'll listen)

:)