A Little Bit At A Time (a parkster story)

A night out.

TW: ALCOHOL

Parkers pov:

I felt bad for yelling at Chester like that last night, but he had it coming. He said that Alisha did something to him.
But, I didn't actually not believe it fully.
When me and her are alone together
She tends to yell at me
And sometimes hit me if I did something wrong. Basically just be the same as one of Chester's ex girlfriends.
So maybe he could be telling the truth but I'm not sure.
And when I was around Chester I felt safe, and I would often blush and feel like I liked him.
What am I talking about! He's your best friend Parker, he won't like you like that!
It hurt to think about what would happen if I told him and he rejected me.
I figured I would go out for a night and have a few drinks.
I text some of my friends and they wanted to hangout. So i got up and got in the shower.
During my shower I heard Chester walk into my room.
"Parker?" He calls out.
"In here!" I yell out a response.
He then walked in and asked what i was doing later. I told him that i was going out with the boys and if he wanted to cone he was welcome to.
"No thanks, I'll just stay home" he kinda mumbles.
"Suit yourself, now can you get out so I can get ready? Or do you want to stay and see the show" I teased
"Oh shut up! I'm going im going"
I heard him walk out and close the door
I stepped out of the shower and grabbed my towel.
I dried myself off and put in my boxers, ripped blue jeans, white socks, black vans with "2QT2BSTR8" in a rainbow pattern. Hopefully nobody would see them, because the only people I had told that i was bi was his big sister and Chester.
I mean my older sister is lesbian and always brings her girlfriend over to family parties. So I knew they would accept me for being bi and Chester for being gay.
I stopped thinking about it and just put on a gray t-shirt and me and Chester's merch that we created together.
It was really comfortable and soft, and that the fact Chester helped me make it was my favorite thing in the whole world.
I did my hair and then walked out.
Chester was sitting on my bed and it looked like he just took a shower.
"Sup bro" I say
"Hi." He replies while looking at the ground.
"What's wrong?" I ask with concern in my voice.
"Nothing, just thinking." He looks over at me and gives me a soft smile reassuring me that he was ok. I smiled back.
"Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" I tried not to think of Alisha and just focus on him right now.
"Yea I'm sure I'll stay home" I told me.
"Ok bro, I'll see you later bye" I say as I walk out.

~TIME SKIP, LATER THAT NIGHT~
Chester's pov:
I was sitting on the living room couch watching TV when I heard the door shut.
It didn't slam, so I knew it was Parker.
Or at least I'm pretty sure.
It was around 11:45 and I just took my first round of melatonin.
Ive had trouble sleeping so I started taking meds to fix it.
I got thrown off my train of thought when I heard someone stumbling.
I got up and walked toward the sound.
And in deed it was Parker. Drunk Parker.
"Dude! Holy shit what happened?!'
I quickly ask him.
"Im- fine-e" he says through hiccups.
"Bro you're fucking drunk!" I say as I pick him up and start taking to my room.
I struggled at first but then it turned easy?
Ive been going to the gym alot this summer because I didn't want to be the only one not working out, because if I'm being honest, if I see a new trend like, hot girl summer/hot guy summer, or something that looks different from my body I just get really self conscious and it hurts to look at those photos for to long.
Enough talk about me I have to help Parker.
"Parker, what happened?" I ask even though I probably already knew the answer.
"Nothing~" he says.
Oh my God he was so fucking hot.
He then looked at me with a sense of love, maybe.
"Ches I need to tell you something"
"What is it?" I replied.
"I love you and I want to be your boyfriend but I need to break up with Alisha still."
I felt myself blush hard.
'I can't believe he just said that!
Was that him or the drunk speaking.
Or was it both?' I kinda asked myself with a superstition.
He then kissed me and all I could do was kiss him back.
I was waiting for that to happen for so long! But these feeling he has for me, might just be because he's drunk.
I was so confused but I was happy about it?. I was slightly in denial.
"Are you ok?" He asks like he was sober this intire time?
"Mhm" I replied
He leaned in closer to me and whispered.

"I was just pretending to be drunk"