Luke
Michael, Ashton, and I sat on the couch, waiting for Harry to show up. I had spent the entire day cleaning up the house before he came. Michael has been off lately, sheltering himself away in his bedroom for hours, not letting me talk to him. Hopefully having some good time with friends will help him ease up a bit.
Harry rang the doorbell around seven'o'clock. I open the door to be faced with him. He looks different than at work, much more casual. I can smell his cologne from this short distance.
"Uh, hey, I brought beer." He holds up the case of drinks in his hand.
"Cool, come on in." I lead him into the living room. "This is my boyfriend Michael and his friend Ashton." I gesture to them.
"Hi, I'm Harry." He takes a seat on the couch next to Ashton and I take mine next to Michael, throwing my arm around his shoulders.
"So," Harry shifts awkwardly, "what are we gonna do?"
"I thought we could just watch a movie, there's pizza in the kitchen too." Everyone nods in agreement. I get up from my position on the couch and return moments later with the pizza, placing it on the coffee table. I see as I settle back into my seat that Michael has put a DVD in.
"Mikey, what are we watching?" I whisper to him. "You'll see." The opening credits start to roll and the title appears on the screen in big letters.
"Spirited Away? I've never heard of this before."
"Shh, it's my favorite." Michael whispers. "I promise you'll like it."
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The movie ends a few hours later and everyone is yawning. Michael stands up from the couch, stretching his back. "Hey Ash, will you come with me to get blankets for everyone?" I guess we're having a sort of impromptu sleepover.
Ashton nods sleepily and gets up from the couch, following Michael up the stairs.
I look over at Harry on the other end of the couch, and his eyes are already on me. "Did you enjoy the movie?" I ask him. He nods, slowly moving over so he is next to me, "but I was all alone on my end of the couch." A slight feeling of unease takes over my body.
"What about you?" He asks, resting his hand on my upper thigh. I lean in far to the armrest of the sofa, but I'm unable to scoot any farther away from him.
"Uh, it was good, Michael was right."
"We don't need to talk about Michael, it's just you and me right now." My throat is becoming dry. His hand slowly moves higher and higher.
"Listen, Harry, you know I have a boyfriend. Who for some reason is taking a really long time getting blankets." My voice getting louder at the end.
He swings his leg over so he is straddling my lap, "Then why are you letting me do this?" He places his mouth on my neck and sucks gently. His lips move up until they reach mine. I tense at the unfamiliarity, but soon ease into the kiss. Our lips move in sync.
"Hey Luke, I got you that one penguin blanket you like and- what the fuck are you doing?" I shove Harry off my lap and he lands on the floor. I look up to see Michael and Ashton standing at the base of the stairs.
"I can explain Michael, I promise."
"I'm sure you can Luke, let's hear it."
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A/N
woooaaaaah cliffhanger. kinda. sorta. yeah ok.
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