Chapter 2

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I just wanted to go home.

I sit back down but this time, onto the floor. My head falls back onto the wall behind me. I reach up to grab my phone.

I scroll on tik tok for a while. The music is still blaring quite loud. Though, I wondered what Chris and Matt were doing.

Either they were drinking and being dumbasses, or making out with random girls.

Well... now that I think of it, they were probably doing both.

I then hear my phone ding. It was a message from Nolan. Nolan was the guy I was talking too for about a few weeks now. We have interest in each other but he can't be in a relationship right now due to personal problems in which I respect.

His message read, "Hey, where are you? I'm at your house."

Shit. I completely forgot that he wanted to come over tonight. I then respond.

"Omg I'm so sorry! Chris and Matt made me go to their friends party, but I'm not really doing anything than just sitting in a empty room alone."

"Oh that's alright. We can hang another time." He responds. I think of what to say. Then it hit me.

"You know what, you can come pick me up from here. I didn't wanna be here anyways." I smile. I can finally get out of here.

"Sure! Just uh send me the address and I'll be there as soon as I can."

I reply quickly with the address. "Ok, see you in a bit?" He says. I turn off my phone and stand up quickly.

I dash to the door excited to get out of here. I open it to see even more people than when I first came here. I walk out closing it behind me. I push through people and went down the stairs. I try and get a glimpse over everyone but there's just too many people. I shoveled through the crowd of people and after a few minutes, eventually found the front door.

I reach for the handle but notice something odd from the corner of my eye. It was the same blonde boy again from earlier. But he was doing something. And that something was.. making out with a guy?

I 100% thought he was straight. Or he could be bi? Wait no, cause he criticized me for liking guys and being gay. He could also just be extremely drunk.

I shake my head and just open the front door to walk out. I step into the breezy air and close it behind me.

I look around and I see a car pull up in the crowded parking lot. It was Nolan. I smile and run to his car, hopping in.

"You don't know how glad i am to be leaving." I say in a relieved tone, buckling up. "It's pretty fucking full here good lord."

"You should've seen the inside. It's way worse. Music was blaring and people everywhere. It wasn't very fun. And I had an encounter with a jack ass. I don't know who he was but I don't like him that's for sure."

"Damnn." Nolan chuckled. "Okay okay drive, I don't wanna be in the presence of this place anymore." I shoo him on.

"Yes sir" he laughs and starts driving. I turn the radio on and just lay my head back. "Oh, and let's go to your house. I left my house keys in the car." He nodded.

After a little bit we arrived to his house. I got out of the car and walked to the door. He unlocks it and opens it for me to walk in first. I flash him a warm smile and I get one back from him.

I take off my shoes and walk to his bedroom and lay down. "Ahhhhh so comfortable~"

He walks in after a few seconds. "Well I'd say it's better than sitting on the floor doing absolutely nothing."

I nod intently. I grab the tv remote and turn it on. Nolan lays beside me and pulls me close to him.

Even tho we weren't dating, it still felt like we were since we've made out, cuddled, gone out on dates and the whole jazzy stuff that you do.

But I didn't mind it at all.

I laid my head on his chest watching the tv and listened to his heartbeat as he played with my hair. This was so comforting to me.

I slowly look up at him.

"Hm?" He looks back at me with a slightly tilted head. I just stayed quiet looking into his light brown chocolatey eyes. He was so perfect.

I slowly slid my hand up his chest and to the back of his neck. Pulling him closer and closer to me.

I look at his lips and then back up to his eyes. His soft warm breathe hitting my lips.  I slowly leaned up and connected our lips. Our lips fit like a puzzle piece.

I propped myself up more. Eventually, I climbed on top of him and was sitting on his lap as we kissed.

He snaked his hands around my waist, holding me firmly. I deepened the kiss more and moved my hips around In circles. I felt his hand clench on my hips.

I could feel that he was most definitely bricked. I slowly let my hand wander down to it. I ran my fingers up and down it as he gasped slightly in the kiss.

I moved my hand back up to his neck and placed my hips back onto him, grinding. His hands remained on my hips, moving me as well.

Suddenly my phone rang. I broke the kiss and looked at it just to see that Chris was calling. Shit.

I get off of Nolan's lap and grab my phone answering it.

"Nick! Where the fuck are you!?" He says in a somewhat panicked voice.

"Calm down, I'm just at Nolan's house." I say.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me or Matt where you were going?!" Chris exclaimed in a rather pissed tone.

I reply. "Well first of all I didn't know where you were at, and second of all I didn't wanna go in the first place so I left."

He sighs."We left early. And we're coming to pick you up so be ready." He hangs up.

I groan and slam my phone onto the bed and flop back against the pillow. "Is everything ok Nick?"

I nod running my hands down my face. "Chris and Matt are coming to pick me up. They were panicking cause they didn't know where I was at."

"Ohh" he with a slight nod. I look at him. "And I um... I'm sorry about the boner I gave you."

He shrugs it off and laughs a little. "It's alright don't worry about it."

I smile a bit and sit up. He also sits up and wraps his arm around me and hugs me tightly.

We sat like that for a few minutes until I heard a honk from outside. "Well I guess they're here. I gotta go."

He nods and we both stand up walking to the front door. I put my shoes on and gave him another kiss before leaving.

The door closes behind me and I walk to the car getting in the back seat expecting to get yelled at or something but it was quiet. And it was like that on the whole ride home.

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