Skater boy (DNF)

-Thirteen-

The rest of the week went by quickly and normally for the brunet. He had gotten a note from Skater boy everyday that week.

Now he was sitting in the living room on his phone waiting for Karl to come pick him up for the party.

He had gone with fishnets, a short black skirt and a tight red tank top.

The boy never usually went to parties but he had a good feeling about this one. He sighed as his phone rang with a text message from his boyfriend saying that he was outside.

George got up from the couch and walked out the front door making sure to lock up before going over to his boyfriend's car and hoping in still quite upset with him about the sleepover.

"Hey George." Karl says as the brunet buckles in with a soft smile. "Hey Karl." He responds looking out the window as the car surges forward.

Very quickly they arrive at the house holding the raging party. George is quick to climb out of the car and run up to the steps of the house.

He lets himself in as if he owns the place. All around him are sweaty bodies dancing to some Rihanna song. The boy roams around until he finds a table with alcohol on it. The brunet takes a red cup and fills it with various drinks.

Once he thinks his concoction is complete he takes a large sip. it burns on his throat but he comes to like the sensation as he begins to feel amazing.

Suddenly he locks eyes with Clay across the room. The smaller boy walks slowly over to the clearly overly drunk blond.

"Hey clay." The shorter says with a smile, taking another sip of his drink.

"Hi George, is Karl here?" Clay asks, slurring his words.

"Yeah he's here I don't know where he is though I kinda left him. Wanna go dance?" The brunet asks putting his hand out for the taller to take. The boy takes another sip of his strong drink.

The blond only nods and takes the small hand as they walk into the wild living room and start dancing. They jump and wiggle their bodies together for what seemed like forever but had only been about an hour.

Clay yells out for the smaller to hear him; "I'm gonna go get a drink and sit down." He says and George nods.

Once the blond is gone he notices how tired he really is as well. He turns to see the blond in the corner making out with Jennifer. The shorter rolls his eyes.

He goes back over to the table where the alcohol is and pours himself some more things. He downs another cup.

As the brunet is making his next cup he notices something that he plays off. His boyfriend and Nick were standing next to each other when suddenly Karl grabs the other's hand and pulls him upstairs.

Intrigued by this he walks over to the stairs and watches his boyfriend walk into a room with Nick. Silently the smaller follows them and pushes the door they went into open hoping that this was all just a misunderstanding.

When he opened the door he was not ready for what he saw.

Karl and Nick were making out sloppily, the shorter's shirt off and his boyfriend's hands roaming everywhere.

Tears pour down his face. "Karl?" He calls out and both heads snap towards him.

"Shit um George this isn't what it looks like i-" The brunet starts to explain but it all started to click. All his fucking friends had known about this that's why they were being weird.

"No it all makes sense but I'll have you know that Nick was fucking Alex the other night at the sleepover." George says trying to sound as calm as possible although on the inside his heart was shattered.