He's Stealing My Gay Thunder

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(Tyler's POV)

"Tyluh! Come on! I wanna daaannce!" Troye slurred, grabbing my hand and pulling me onto the dance floor. I gave Zoe a sloppy wave and then turned to face Troye who was already slinging his arms over my neck and rocking me with him. He closed his eyes and twirled under my arms, then locked his fingers behind my neck again. I giggled, letting him have his fun.

"Tyyluhh?"

"Haha, y-yes Troye?"

"Have you considered dying your hair pink?" He said, twirling my hair in his fingers.

"Uh, no? Why?"

"I just think it'd be cute...seeing Jonny with it made me realize how super awesome it is." He said. My face went stern.
What the hell was that supposed to mean?

"Really?" I asked. He nodded sloppily.
I looked past his shoulder to see Jonny and Connor dancing together.

"Don't look over there." He said.

"Why not?"

"I want you to focus on me."
He grabbed the sides of my face and made me stare directly at him. Our eyes locked for quite awhile as he kept his arms around my neck, swaying me to the rhythm of the music. I glanced over at Jonny and Connor again.

Suddenly they were even closer, their bodies practically completely pressed together. Jonny met my eyes and shot me a wink, then continued to dance with Connor. I shook my head.
What was this boy doing to me?

He then drifted from Connor, making his way over to me and Troye. He pulled Connor lightly behind him by his hand.

"Care to trade?" Jonny said, barely giving me time to answer as he turned Troye over to himself. Troye turned from me and danced with Jonny without hesitation. I looked up at Connor who was now in front of me. We danced subtly, not even touching eachother, which greatly differed from the way Jonny and Troye danced.
Jonny was a complete man-slut, the way he was just rubbing all over Connor and now was doing the same to Troye. Maybe he wasn't like this when he was sober, but jesus christ, he was a wreck when drunk.
I rolled my eyes, trying to avert my attention from Jonny and Troye's intimate moment.

Connor giggled.

"What?" I asked. He smiled.

"What?!" I repeated, lightly shoving his shoulder.

"You're jealous." He said. I chuckled, rolling my eyes again.

"I am not!"

"You are too! Seeing Troye hit it off with Jonny is driving you crazy, especially because he's so much like you."

"Pfft, he's nothing like me..."

"Really, Tyler?"

I took another look at Jonny.
He's nothing like me...right?
I eyed his black skinny jeans, his flashy short sleeve button up, his dyed quiff, his choice in drink (whiskey), even his sly smirk.
Oh my god, he's just like me.

"He's stealing my gay thunder." I said quietly. Connor laughed.

"What did you just say??" He said, chuckling,
"Did, ohmygod, did you just say 'he's stealing my gay thunder'?"

I laughed with him, realizing how stupid that sounded.
"It's true! Look at him, he's stealing it all!"
I exclaimed. I missed joking around with Connor.

"Well, he may be stealing all the gay thunder, but Tyler Oakley, you provide all the gay lightning-which is far more powerful."
Connor said, raising his glass to meet mine. I clinked my glass against his. It was nice to be friendly with him again.

"He sure is cute though." Connor muttered, sipping his beer. I pursed my lips.
Connor kept his eyes locked on Jonny, and i could tell he was checking him out. He was eyeing his every move, not once letting him out of sight. I felt a smirk grow on my face.

"Connor's got a crush..." I said quietly, nudging his shoulder.

"What?! No I don't...." He kept staring at Jonny.

"Connor, if you like him, go for it."

"I don't like him! And...even, even if i did he doesn't actually live in cali... He's probably from like ohio or something..."

"Does that look like an ohio boy to you?"
There was a pause.

"You're right. Fuck it, Im going for it." Connor said, chugging the rest of his beer and slamming the cup on the counter. I smiled as he approached Jonny, separating him from Troye. The two started to dance again, regaining their extreme closeness. I smiled.

Troye lumbered over to me.

"Jonny is a really fucking good dancer."

"Is he?" I replied.

"Ohhhh yeaah. He's like...hot as hell, too."

I clenched my jaw.
"Cool."
I wasn't sure how much longer I could take Drunk Troye, especially if he kept up this talk about Jonny.

"He's like....you, but hotter. Which says a lot because you're like suuuuper hot."

"Thanks troye."

"He's just hotter. And smoother, and almost gayer, and-"

He was making me so fucking mad that the first thing I could think of to shut him up was to kiss him. The kiss was aggressive, the way I continued to push him backwards at least 10 feet, not once breaking my lips from his. We finally hit a wall and I pulled away.

His eyes were wide in shock and his cup dropped out of his hand.
There was a pause, but it quickly ended when he kissed me again, pulling me in by my shirt. Kissing Troye was incredible. We had only kissed once before, at playlist live, and it was just a peck. But this, this wasn't just a peck.

Troye was pulling me closer and closer to him, nibbling at my neck occasionally and deepening the kiss as much as he could. He wrapped his hands around my waste and pulled my hips towards his. He was all hot and bothered, planting sloppy kisses on my collarbone and swirling his tongue throughout my mouth.
And then I noticed something, something that made me fume with rage.

For over half of the kiss, Troye was making eye contact with Jonny.

That fucking bastard.

I yanked myself from Troye and looked over at Jonny, who noticed what I had just witnessed and gave me a wink, then returned his attention to Connor, who was throwing himself at Jonny.
I slapped Troye, then immediatly apologized and regretted it because I remembered how hurt he was. I gave one last forceful kiss then stormed off, being sure to flick Jonny off as I went.

He's stealing my mother fucking gay ass thunder.

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