Androgyny

Six

Delirious

I was nearly shaking trying to explain to a very attractive Canasian, who'd do anything for me, who I just met face to face minutes ago, what an androgyny is, what I am.

After I finish in a rush he tilts his head to the side, like a puppy. "That's... that's the reason?" He asks. I nod, "Yes, see I thought you guys wouldn't support me and I-"
"Delirious, I will always support you no matter what, you're my best friend." I smile, a warm feeling creeping it's way into my chest. What was this feeling? No! Not the "L" word!

"Thank you so much Evan..." I wrapped my arms around him. I'm glad I trusted him, just not enough to tell him about the club.

Vanoss

Delirious had to work really late and left me with nothing to do. He told me to unpack or hang out with Luke. I could do both.

I put in the last shirt into the dresser, pushing the drawer shut. I sigh and flop down on the small bed, getting out my phone to hit up Luke.

"Ey!"

"Woah! I didn't know ya texted Canadian too!"

"Shut the hell up! I'm bored with out the clown around. Wanna do something?"

"Sure, I know a good club."

"Cool, you know where?"

"Yeah of course, just never been there."

"God damnit CaRtOoNz."

"Woah, you typed my name right!"

"For fucks sake, get over here, you gotta drive. Remember I'm Canadian, not North Carolinian."

Luke bursts through the front door and holds it open. "Come on! The club's probably crowded! We better get there fast!" I roll my eyes at Luke and run out the door. I jump into his nice car as he starts it up. The noise sounding beautiful.  He drives a little fast as we make it out of the driveway, and before we know it, we're at the club. I laugh as I read the sign, "Buddy's Playhouse?" I asked and started laughing. Luke laughed along and got out of the car, "You ready?" I nod, "Yeah! What could go wrong?" 

Delirious

"A policeman?!" I questioned one of the other men here. "Hey, it really isn't bad. When I did it, it was like expressing my strength, and my hotness." The man winked and I laughed. "Okay, maybe it isn't that bad." I chuckled and got into my outfit. 

I pull on the tight black shorts, then throw over a black t-shirt and then a police vest. I grab a pair of silver aviators and slip them on. I throw on a belt, holding a night stick. I then put on black combat boots, then walk over to the mirror to check myself out. I do a little spin around and chuckle. I'm pretty much a more sexual version of my GTA character as a cop when we did the Prison Break heist. I chuckle again and then it instantly stops as I hear my name differently. "Have you been very naughty lately? Well here comes H2O Delicious to come put you behind bars." I swallow the little giggle in my throat and push the curtains aside. 

I smirk as people's jaws drop. I hear a bunch of whistles and clapping. I stop at the end of the catwalk and do a little dance and pull out my nightstick. I let out a giggle and play around with the nightstick, a sudden feeling hits me, and I push the nightstick into my mouth. 

Vanoss

"Wait, someone's coming!" I say as Luke tries pulling me away. "No! Evan, this isn't a normal club!" He whisper-yells. "Whata mean?" He lets go of my arm and looks at me, "Dude, this club is for dudes." 

"Okay?"

"Dudes... that like dudes." 

A pink blush goes across my face, "Oh, well we can always just turn around if we don't like it."

"Evan! Are you being bi-curious?" 

A rebellious feeling hits me as the announcer gets ready to announce another name. I bite my lip and look at Luke, "Yeah, yeah I am." Luke scoffs and stomps off, "I'm going to a dude club for dudes that like gals." I slightly chuckled as Luke walked out. 

"Have you been very naughty lately? Well here comes H2O Delicious to come put you behind bars." My heart nearly drops when I hear the familiar name. It wasn't his name now, but he had it before. I calmed my nerves, maybe it was just a fan of his, and he was a drag queen. My train of thought totally crashes and burns as the male walks out. His blue eyes shimmering as he walks with a smirk.  His abs showing through the tight black shirt, and his muscled arms nearly killing me. I moved my eyes down to his lower region, and spotted tight shorts. I was breathless and nearly drooling. I also had a problem with my lil buddy, who wasn't so lil anymore. I ignored it and continued gazing upon the artwork. His legs were the same as his arms. I moved my eyes back up to the shorts, not being able to remove them. I look for a bathroom to go take care of my problem, but then this man stops at the end of the catwalk. He takes out the nightstick and starts spinning it around and giggling. The giggle I've heard many times before. My mind races with thoughts, this! this is Delirious! I seriously shouldn't fall for him, and I shouldn't be getting hard because of him! I sadly sigh, knowing I could never have that fine piece of hunk. I walk to the bathroom, and my whole world gets turned inside out and upside down when Delirious moves the nightstick to his mouth. I sigh as my lower region starts to ache a bit. I shake my head back and forth back and forth. Then my world gets smashed when he meets my gaze and turns around to run back stage. Everyone starts looking around and whispering. I however needed to take care of my problem. 

I wash my hands and find myself in the mirror, my cheeks a bright red and my eyes a lighter shade of brown, I shrug it off and leave the bathroom. I had one mission and that was to find and help Delirious. I spot another man walking around asking if anyone wanted some attention. I run up to him and slightly poke him. He turns around and smiles, "Hello sweetie." 

"Hi, I'm looking for Jonathan." 

"Oh, he just left honey, I'm sorry. He said he was sick." 

"Oh no... Well thank you!" 

"No problem hun!"

I rush back to Delirious's house, taking Luke's car. I fiercely pull into the driveway. Not even turning off the car, just jumping out. I run to the door and bust through, in the living room sits a pouting Samantha. I frown and run up stairs. I find Delirious's room and knock once, no answer. I knock again, still no answer. On the third knock I gave up and broke off the door knob and fell into Delirious's room. He sits on his bed, he smiles at me. That's weird, but I smile back. My smile fades when I notice the pretty much empty prescription bottle on his nightstand. Then in the blink of an eye I watch my friend go unconscious. 

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