Too Perfect to Last (boyxboy)

Chapter 7

Tyler POV

I felt something under me shift in my half awake state and I slowly forced my eyes open.

Where am I?

I looked around at my surroundings, seeing the inside of a house. People were all around me mingling and dancing. I heard someone laugh behind me and I looked up to see Evan looking down at me. My head was in his lap and we were on a couch.

"Morning sleeping beauty." He said,smiling and running a hand through my hair. He had a cup of punch in his hand and I could tell he was drunk from his goofy smile.

"Morning? Last I remember it was 10:30" I said, smiling too.

"It's twelve now. So technically it's morning. Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?" He ran his hand down the bridge of my nose and over my cheeks as if he was seeing my face with his hands. "You're really a piece of art ty. I should put you in a *hic* museum."

I laughed and sat up. He dropped his punch on the ground and stared at the stain it made. He was definitely wasted. He looked up at me again and tried his best attempt at a sexy wink.

"Hey you should *hic* take your pants off." He said, trying to unbutton them.

"Hey Evan. You're drunk you don't really want this. Maybe you should lay off the punch for a little bit." I said, pushing his hands away.

"Awwww you're no fun Ty. Can I at least kiss you?" He asked giving me puppy dog eyes that I couldn't resist.

"Uhh. Yeah I guess so. I just don't want you to think I took advantage of you ok." I said, scooting closer to him.

He kissed me sloppily and pulled away grinning.

"Thank you. Haha look at your  neck Ty. I left my mark on youu. " he slurred, tracing spots on my neck.

"What're you talking about Evan?"I asked, confused.

"Remember earlier when you and I were under the table? That was fun Ty." He said, tracing my collarbones absentmindedly.

"Under the table.... Oh shit. That wasn't a dream?" I asked, mildly horrified.

"Nahhhhh not a dream Ty. Your neck looks nice with all those *hic* hickeys. And that bite mark right here. I can't believe you let me bite you like that. I hope I didn't hurt you Ty." Evan said, pointing to a spot on my left collarbone.

When he touched the spot it kinda hurt a little. I pushed his hand away and got my phone out, using the camera to see the damage that had been done.

Where's my shirt? And damn that's a lot of hickeys. That bite mark will be there for a while though. Dammit I shouldn't have let him do that.

"Sorry Ty. I got carried away." Evan apologized, tilting his head down in shame.

"No no it's fine Evan. Don't be sorry." I said, unable to see him sad. It's not his fault.

He smiled and clapped his hands. I looked around the room for my shirt but I didn't see it anywhere. I got up with Evan following closely behind and looked around for my shirt. I felt a tap on my back. Upon turning I saw a girl holding my shirt and a scarf.

"Hey Tyler is it? Here's your shirt. And a scarf. You're gonna need it."she said, dropping them into my hands and disappearing into the crowd.

I pulled my shirt on over my head and wrapped the scarf around my neck, hiding all the marks. Then Evan and I returned to the couch where I texted my mom. She said she would pick me up at 1:00 and that she's disappointed that I didn't text her earlier. I looked down to see Evan trying to bite the zipper on my pants. I pushed him away.

"No Evan. You're drunk." I said, blushing.

He frowned but nodded and sat on the couch with me.

"Hey last thing I remember we were on the porch swing. How did I get in here?" I asked, trying to distract drunk Evan from trying to touch me.

"I carried you like a princess." He responded, laying his head on my lap.

"You did? Wow you're strong. Thanks for not leaving me out there." I said, running my hand through his hair.

"I wouldn't leave you. If I did someone else would snatch your cute ass up and I'd never see you again." He said, closing his eyes.

I laughed and reached over to the table next to the couch for some pizza. Evan opened his mouth and I fed him pieces I ripped off for him. I didn't realize how hungry I was before. I hadn't eaten all night. Evan seemed to share the same sentiment as he drowsily thanked me. Soon enough he was asleep and I zoned out watching people slowly start to leave. By the time it was 1:00 the party had about half the people it had before. My mom texted saying she was outside. I shook Evan and he sat up groggily.

"My mom is here to pick us up. She said you can stay over at my house. Do you want to?" I asked him, helping him up.

"Yeah sure." He mumbled. Still drunk. Less drunk than earlier but still drunk. I hoped to god my mom wouldn't notice.

Evan and I made our way outside and into the car. My mom asked us the usual questions and I answered for both of us. Occasionally Evan would let out a drunken giggle and my mom seemed suspicious but didn't ask. Once we got home I sighed in relief and dragged Evan up the stairs and into bed.

"Now we're alone. What do you say we have some fun?" Evan asked grabbing a very private area of mine.

It felt good and I wanted so badly to let him continue but he's drunk and he doesn't like me like that. He's just drunk. That's all. I pushed him off and tried to ignore the uncomfortable bulge in my boxers. He fell asleep instantly. After about ten minutes I decided it was too much to handle and I had to...take care of it. I got up and ran to he bathroom next door to my room to get rid of my little problem.

Evan POV

I was woken up by a noise coming from the next room. I turned over to ask Tyler about it but he was gone.

I wonder what's making that-oh. Ohh. It's Tyler.

I blushed tomato red and tried to muffle the sounds with my pillow. No luck. Man these are thin walls. I began to get very uncomfortable, not because I didn't like it, but because I liked it maybe too much. I thought as unsexy of thoughts that I possibly could but it wasn't working. The noises got louder for a second and I could have swore I heard him scream my name at the end but I must have been hearing things. After a minute or two of silence I heard him coming back into the room and I pretended to sleep. He sighed as he got back into bed, now only in his boxers. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. This is gonna be an uncomfortable night.

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