~Christofer's P.O.V.~
"A new year's eve party?" I questioned, raising an uncertain eyebrow. Kayson nodded eagerly, thrusting the invitation into my hands. "Nina's friend invited us. C'mon Chris~ We should go! It'll be fuuuuuuun!" I sighed and scanned over the invitation, then looked back up at Kayson. "You don't intend on getting drunk right?" He looked up at me with innocent blue eyes. "I've never gotten drunk before. But I'm sure you have." I ignored his teasing smile and nodded. "Yeah, I have. Hangovers are not fun." He pouted then sighed, wrapping his arms around my waist. "PLEEEASE CHRIS. PLEAAASE. I'll do anything. Please please please!" I groaned. "Kayson...." I started, then he cut me off with a kiss, which was like, I don't know...my ultimate weakness. He let the kiss linger then pulled away, smiling. "Please?" I sighed in defeat then nodded. "Fine...." He squealed in excitement, then let go of me. "Just promise me you won't leave my side and won't be reckless."
"Look who's talking. You're reckless AND relentless. You threaten jocks with your fist daily."
"Shut up, Kayson."
"Mhm. Make me."
I groaned, then pressed a kiss to his lips, making him shut up. He smiled under my lips and and reached up, tangling his hands in my hair. I grinned then pulled away, pressing my forehead to his. "You're so fucking cute."
"Yeah. Whatever."
"Just stating the truth, darling."
"Whatever baby. I'm gonna head to class. I'll see you later." He smiled brightly and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, then grabbed his backpack and scurried back into the school. I watched him with the same grin until he dissapeared into the crowded hall way. I sighed then slumped back against the tree, not even caring that Biology class with Mrs.Williams, the most ghettoest teacher alive, started in five minutes. I had enough to worry about. A party with Kayson. A New Year's Eve party at that. If I had learned something about high school parties it was that:
1.There would me weed.
2.There would be alcohol.
3.Every fucking person there would be drunker then Ke$ha.
And those three things do not add up well. At all.
But, Kayson wanted to go. I had to please him. That's my job as his boyfriend, right?
~Kayson's P.O.V.~
Chris dropped me off infront of my house, just like any other day. I smiled and blew a kiss to him then waved. He smiled and waved back, then sped down the street. I watched until his car turned and faded on to the high way, then jogged back inside happily.
"Kays! What did Chris say?!" Nina jumped up from the couch, adjusting her new, hipster glasses, which she had been wearing for the past three days. I grinned, then jumped up happily. "He said he'd come! We have to go shopping! NOW!"
"God Chris. You're so gay." Nina teased as she grabbed her car keys, pulling on her shoes. I smiled and tossed my bag on to the couch, following her out into the drive way. We climbed into the car and she turned on the stereo."I Wanna Rock And Roll All Night" by Kiss exploded from the stereo. "WOAH. TURN IT DOWN!" I threw my hands over my ears as she laughed and turned it down.
"Since when do you listen to heavy metal?"
"I don't. It's my boyfriend's CD."
"Oh, well next ti- WAIT. BOYFRIEND?!"
"I thought I told you."
"UM. NO? THE FUCK, NINA?! WHAT'S HIS NAME."
"Ashton."
