The Rough and the Reckless [Book 1,BoyxBoy]

The Rough and the Reckless [Chapter 17]

Izazya's POV

It had been two weeks since the party; and the Shakespearean ball that was supposed to be happening this week had been cancelled. No suprise there, no one liked the idea of it, especially if we weren't allowed alcohol. Speaking of alcohol; tonight would be fun, crashing Joe and his friends' little party down at the bar. 

"Hey, Joe!" I heard Jared yell down the corridor, "still coming for a few drinks tonight?" I looked over at Joe, who was walking down the corridor, smirking at Jared.

"Dude, why wouldn't I?! It's Friday night!" He yelled back, both boys laughing as they walked past me. I grabbed Joe by the shoulder, pulling him over to me.

"How exactly do you plan on getting into this bar?" I asked, smirking. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow.

"I look eighteen, it's cool. We go every weekend." Joe replied simply.

"And you're getting there how?" I asked again.

"Why the fuck does it matter to you?" Joe snapped. I raised an eyebrow, pulling him against me.

"Be nice Joe, I can always give away our little secret." I smirked. Joe raised his eyebrow and smirked back.

"But would you, would you really?" Joe asked. I nodded.

"You doubt that I would?" Joe only smirked. "Answer my question, manwhore."

"Call me that again and I'll do something you will forever regret."

"Manwhore." I whispered in his ear, leaning against the lockers and smirking cockily.

"WHAT, YOU'RE GAY?!" Joe yelled at the top of his voice, causing many glares and stares to suddenly be on us. I felt my eyes widen.

"Izazya's gay?!" A girl yelled. "Who do you like Izazya?" She yelled, running over to me, grabbing my shirt. "Please say this is a joke!" 
"Don't worry, whatever your name is," I said with a sexual smile, this worked everytime. "He's just joking." She sighed in relief, letting go of my shirt.

"Thank god. Nice hair, by the way." She giggled, waving and walking back to her group, swaying her hips. I looked at Joe, who was pretty much dying of laughter. I grabbed him by the shirt, dragging him into an empty classroom, slamming the door behind me. I turned to him, shoving him against the wall, pinning him there. He looked at me, his eyes widening.

"Izazya wha-" I cut him off, covering his mouth.

"You can shut up, what were you doing out there?" I growled, before uncovering his mouth. I saw him bite his lip. I held back a smirk. "Can you imagine what would of happened if you'd got me caught then?" 

"Something along the lines of this, but in the corridor?" he asked with a grin.

"Well, yeah," I paused for a second, thinking it over. That would of been hot. I shook my head. "But that's not the point!"

"Then, what is the point, Izazya?" Joe asked quietly. I looked at him. I knew what he was doing; trying to use this against me.

"The point is, that if I get caught," I growled, closing the distance between us. "You're the one who's going to pay for it." With that, I walked off, leaving him to slouch against the wall. That was fun, I had to admit. Maybe it'd start a new game. 

That same night, I pulled up outside the bar; I'd taken my mum's car. I could drive, it just wasn't legal yet. I stepped out of the car, followed by Kaleb. I looked at him and grinned, he grinned back.