Cigarettes, Daydreams

Chapter 4

Matthew morrison is Ken's annoying older stepbrother. He is one of Harry Styles (the bad boy) best friends. One night, while kens parents are away, Matthew morrison turns up the speakers.

Ken furiously texts him:

Ken: MATTHEW TURN THE MUSIC DOWN!!!!!!!!

Matthew morrison: nah bruh we arfe having a party lololololol

A party????? Ken goes downstairs.

Ken sees Matthew's best friend, Squidward, grinding on some random girl. His long tentacles swaying with the beat. A group of freshman girls are giggling in the corner and pointing at some other freshman, Sonic and Twilight Sparkle, dancing super awkwardly. He sees a senior, Justin Bieber, dead from alcohol poisoning on the floor.

The blaring, flashing light blind ken as he shuffles his way through a mass of dancing bodies. "WHAT THE FUCK MATTHEW" he shouts, even though he knows his step brother can't hear him.

"Hey Ken," resident bad boy Harry styles says with a smirk.

"Hey Harry" ken replies. He can smell the alcohol on Harry's breath.

"What are doing here?" Harry asks with a smirk.

"This is my house," ken deadpans.

"Oh...right. Can I do cocaine off your abs?" Harryasks.

"Um sure." Ken replies. He lies down on the coffee table, pushing red solo cups on the floor. He lifts up his shirt to expose his tight 12 pack.

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Ryan walks up to Harry, who is snorting cocaine off of someone.

"Hey Har—oh."

Harry looks up, white powder clinging to the stubble over his lip. "Oh hey ryan!" He says as his pupils dilate.

"Are you literally snorting cocaine off of ken??"

"Yeah lol, are you jealous?" Harry replies, smirking.

"Uh—n-no im not" Ryan can feel heat rising in his cheeks (all of them)

Ken grins up at harry, "im in love with you harry." Ken's pupils are dilated too, the cocaine must have absorbed into his skin.

Ryan moves over to ken and sits him up, "I think that's enough partying for you tonight, kenny boy"

Ryan stands ken up and walks him to the elevator to bring him up to his room. As he presses the button and turns to leave, ken mutters, "no, stay" Then, ken falls on the floor.

Oh no! Ryan thinks, ken is unconscious.

He runs into the elevator just before the doors close and props ken's body against the wall. "If you vomit im going to literally kill you" He says to no one in particular.

Once they reach the third floor, Ryan drags ken into his bedroom. He tosses his body on the floor and grabs a rag to dampen and pat his face. "You better not die ken, I need an A on the anatomy project." Ryan says with a hollow laugh.

Ryan lays on the bed next to ken, thanking the lord taylor swift for the queen sized bed. Well, this is better than sleeping at home. He sighs and turns over, facing away from ken, and after a few minutes, he drifts off to sleep.

In the morning, ryan wakes up with someone's legs tangled in his. Who did i fuck last ngiht?? KEN????

Ryan gasps when kens face comes into focus to his tired eyes. Kens arm is thrown around his waist and his shirt is off, revealing his toned chest. Ryan shoves himself out of kens grasp, and ken rolls over still sound asleep. Ryan realizes all his clothes are all still on and starts to remember the night before.

He goes to kens bathroom and brushes his hair into a swoop. He remembers that its literally wednesday and he needs to be in school,  shit, 2 hours ago? He slept better than he has in a long time. Ryan rushes out of kens room and down the stairs, checking google maps to see how far away he is. The house is empty except for garbage and justin bieber's dead body. 25 minutes, ok. Ryan thinks, but the second he's outside, he realizes its -40 degrees outside (yes they live in miami)

Ryan decides to make breakfast, he already missed a third of the school day, why not skip altogether? He finds pancake mix in a cupboard and made 6 pancakes, assuming there are other people still at the house who will want to eat. AFter her sits down, the elevator door dings."Hey I made so—oh. Hi ken," Ryan says awkwardly.

"What are you doing here?" Ken questions.

"Well—your stepbrother matthew morrison had a party last night so I came, and harry accidently gave you cocaine so you were like super drugged so I helped you to your room, and at that point it was too late to go home so I er—slept on the floor." Ryan lied.

"Oh, okay. Um...thanks," KEn replied.

"No problem."

They both ate at the breakfast nook awkwardly, avoiding eye contact. "So are you gonna go to school today?" Ken asked, offering a conversation.

"No i'll probably just go home." Ryan replied.

"Oh, okay. Well i was going to go walk around the park, if you had nothing better to do i guess you could come?" Ken asks.

Ryan stifles a smile, though he deosn;t know why," Yeah I mean I guess thats ok."

"Okay." He looks down to hid a smile, failing.