Pretty boy (Nick Sturniolo ff)

Chapter 1

We pull up to the packed parking lot. There was little to no parking because of how many people had shown up. Cars were parked in the grass and on the sidewalk. People were entering and exiting the huge building.

Matt managed to find a free spot, however it was quite a tight fit. He maneuvered his way into the spot with no damage done, thankfully.

"You ready guys?!" Chris yelps excitedly. I shrug and Matt says, "Of course!"

Now you see, parties aren't my type of events. But unfortunately, I was forced to go because it's one of Chris's friends party. He throws these huge parties every year for his birthday. I don't know how his parents let him do this but they do. Chris goes every year, Matt does sometimes, and i usually never go but Chris made me this time.

To Chris, apparently I'm too "lazy" and that i need to get out of the house more. I do get out of the house but just not to parties. Going to the park, and watching the sunset or reading a book is my ideal type of "getting out of the house."

And not to mention, they're all fuck boys. So you could imagine that they're just as cocky and self centered as they seem. And his name is CONNER! It just seems like such a preppy name.

I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts by Chris and Matt slamming their doors shut. I shook my head and went to open the door but Matt had already opened it for me.

I slowly get out, preparing myself for what tonight's gonna be like. Matt closes the door behind me and turns to me and pats my shoulder. "Ease up broooo, it's gonna be fun!"

I scoffed. "Fun? Going to a Frat boys birthday is fun? Yeah, we'll see." I rolled my eyes and started walking away from them and to the doors. I could hear their footsteps catch up to me.

I walk up the stairs to the huge double doors. They had to be at least 8 feet tall. Suddenly I get pushed out of the way but a drunk girl stumbling down the stairs with a boy following right behind her.

Tonight was definitely gonna be interesting if people are already drunk.

I look back at Chris and Matt and they're just smiling like two little idiotic kids that they are. They climb up onto the stairs and walk in front of me. They just made they're way into the building and I tried to follow close behind them in the huge crowd.

I grabbed onto Chris's shirt but was quickly bumped, making me lose my grip. Great. Now I'm stuck in this massive crowd of people that I didn't know.

As I pushed through what seemed like thousands of people I finally found and open spot with a bar. This dude has a full blown bar in his house?! Wow.

I went to take a seat but was pushed by some guy. That slightly pissed me off. "What the fuck?" I said to the blonde haired boy.

I could've sworn that he gave me the dirtiest look someone could ever give to another human.

"What do you mean "WhAt tHe fUcK?" This is my seat gay boy." He says to me looking me up and down. At this point I was just trying to keep myself together.

"Nothing." I roll my eyes and walked away. I'm not gonna let that douche bag get to me. But I heard him just laugh at me while I walked away. I knew coming wasn't a good idea.

And of course he called me "gay boy." It's like being gay to a bunch of straight fuck boys is the best shit ever. They always think that can pick on us who have a different preference for love. It's honest to god to annoying.

Getting targeted in school isn't fun either. But it's not because some other reason. It's mainly just because I'm gay. Even if I'm Matt Sturniolo and Chris Sturniolo's brother, I'll still get hated on no matter what.

Again, I was pushing my way through the crowd when I made it to a random stair case. They're were people making out against the wall. But I just ignored them and ran upstairs to find it a little less crowded surprisingly. I walked down the hall and opened a random door and walked into a room just to see a guy and a girl having sex.

Of course. I quickly shut the door and they yell. I just walk away from that incident. I approached another door, which I hope to god I won't see the same.

I slowly opened the door and it was empty. Like just completely empty. I walked into the room and all there was just a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling and massive windows that reached from the ground to the ceiling.

I closed the door behind me and walked over to the window and sat in the window. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and went on it for a few minutes. Maybe just maybe if I stayed in here for the rest of the party it won't be that bad. Right?

Yeah, that was what I thought. But of course, something always has to happen. Just always.

As I was just sitting there on my phone, I hear the door squeak open. I whipped my head to see who had just walked in. It was just a random boy. He walks in and closes the door. He had a bottle of beer in his hand. I guess he hadn't noticed me just yet.

"Um.. hello?" I say out loud. He swiftly turned his head to me and stumbles a little. "My gosh, I'm sorry I didn't know someone was in here. I'll just leave-"

I cut him off. "No it's fine, I'm just here to get away from the all the people." He's clearly very very intoxicated because he's stumbling everywhere and just can't stand still to save a life.

He chuckled. "Same~" I just shake my head and put my phone down, getting to go help him take a seat. I lead him over to where I was sitting and he just plopped right on down. Except... onto the floor and not the ledge of the window. I laugh a little under my breathe.

"My ass~" the boy groans. I just laugh a bit more. "Are you ok?" I ask him. "Immm okieee dokeyyy smokeyyy pokeyyy." He says, dragging all of his words out.

I nod and sat back down on the window sill. He looks up and me. "Are you.. you look like... you're related to Chris right?" I nod.

"Ohhhhh you guys look so alikeee." he says once again, dragging out his words. "Yeah, he's my brother. Matt is too." I say

He lays his head back closing his eyes. "Chris and I are good friends. He's a pretty cool guy I'd say." The boy says.

I just nod again not saying anything. "Oh and don't worry, I'm not one of those mean guys. But I always get mistaken as one of them. But I'm not. I'd say I'm pretty nice." He says.

He just goes on and on. I just listen to him. Since that's all I really can do since he quite literally won't shut up.

"Im Finn by the way." He reached his hand out to me. I took his hand and shook it lightly. He dropped his hand immediately when the door swung open.

Both of our heads bolted to that directed and it was that blonde haired boy from earlier who pushed me out of the seat. He spoke.

"Finn? What the hell are you doing here?" His eyes connected with mine. "With... him?!"

"Whatt??" Finn says laying his head to the side. "This is my friend-" he says but briefly gets cut off. "No! Finn get your ass up and come with me, right now!"

I step into the conversation. "Listen, he doesn't have to do anything. He's obviously drunk and doesn't want to get up."

He gives me another dirty look. "Shut the fuck up gay boy. I wasn't talking to you." He walks over to us and grabs Finn by the arm and pulls him up.

I was boiling.

He was much bigger than I was. There was no use in trying to fight him. We just stare at each other for a few seconds. He just grips Finn tighter and walks away.

Oh my fucking god. I was so pissed. Not even that he told me to shut the fuck up, but that Finn is clearly wanting a break but can't get one.

The door slams shut. I see the practically full beer bottle and grab it. I drink some and it just tasted like soapy water. Now I remember why I don't drink but I really didn't care at this point in time.

After some time I finish the bottle and I was a bit woozy. God. I'm so tired.

I throw the bottle across the room and it shatters everywhere. Glass is now scattered everywhere along the nice smooth wooden floor. But I didn't care. Not one bit.

I just wanted to go home.