Skater boy (DNF)

-Two-

Karl's lips were gently wrapped around the tip of the shorter's dick.

"Oh god Karl.." George breaths out.

A distant door creak startles them both. Footsteps ring through the brunet's ears. They stop adjacent to the stall door that the two boyfriends were in.

The blue door swings open, with a tall dirty blonde boy behind. "Oh god, I'm sorry I didn't know I- God this is so embarrassing." He screeches, closing his eyes and covering them with his hand.

Karl pulls his mouth off the brunet's dick with a pop.

"We shouldn't have been doing this in public. I'm so sorry." The taller brunet is quick to apologize.

George quickly pulls up his pants, embarrassed that someone walked in on them.

"No, It's my fault, I should've knocked or something, oh god this is so embarrassing." The dirty blond says.

The brunets in the bathroom quickly jumped out of the stall, humiliated that the poor blond boy had walked in on them.

Silence filled the bathroom as the couple walked out.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.

George jolted awake by the loud screaming coming from his phone.

The brunet takes his phone off the nightstand and clicks accept not looking at the caller ID.

"Hello George? You were supposed to be here an hour ago! Where are you?!" Karl's voice rings through the smaller's ears. He sits up, his eyes wide.

"Oh my god I thought I set an alarm. I'm so sorry Karl I'm getting out of bed right now I-" "Forget it George I'm on my way right now." The brunet's boyfriend says, sounding irritated.

"Alright. Look, I really am sorry Karl." George breaths out.

"Save it for when I get there." The taller brunet says through the phone the anger apparent in his tone.

The brunet is met with the noise that signifies that Karl had hung up on him. The shorter sighs. He did feel pretty bad that he had slept through his alarm.

He felt like a bad boyfriend. Maybe he was. He lied to Karl a lot and hadn't really did anything sexual with the boy recently.

Luckily his mother was at work so he didn't have to worry about her, and his father had moved to England ages ago.

Eyes heavy with exhaustion the shorter places his head back on his pillow and closes his eyes once again. He lies there for what felt like five minutes but had actually been ten.

The loud ringing of the doorbell rings through the smaller's ears frightening him awake.

Not wanting to upset his boyfriend more he shoots out of the bed and runs as quickly as possible down the stairs and to the front door.

He opens it and wraps his arms around the man that appeared behind the door.

"I'm really sorry Karl." The shorter whispers. He looks up to place a kiss on his boyfriend's lips when he realizes that the person he was hugging was not in fact Karl but Clay.

George pulls away and backs up quickly, smoothing over his shirt. He coughs. "Sorry I was still half asleep and I though-" "Hello my love." This time Karl's voice is audible.

The tall dirty blond just stands there awkwardly as the tall brunet rushes into the house and wraps his long arms around the smaller brunet.

"Did you say hi to Clay yet?" Karl whispers into the shorter's ears. A scowl falls onto the smaller's face.