the rich kid and the loner [boy×boy]

Chapter 6

Jay's pov

At the start I was worried that I wouldn't find the house, but that wasn't the case. The music was loud enough to basically guide me there.

It was pretty early when I arrived there. But there were already half naked people dancing everywhere. Even getting into the house was a challenge, considering that I had to make my way through a crowd of horny and drunk teenagers.

When I finally got in, the first thing I noticed was how dark the room was. The music was almost unbearably loud. I could actually feel the vibrations, it was like an earthquake, only a lot louder. There were yellow and pink lights everywhere. If there weren't a sofa in the middle of the room, I would have believed that this was a club.

The number of people in here was like five times the amount of people outside. Most of them were dancing but there were also some people making out on the couch.

I pushed through the crowd a second time and finally found my way to the kitchen. I needed a drink.

Parties weren't really my thing. There were too many people there. I hated it. I don't even know why I came here. Wait... Why did I come here again? Oh, I remember the girl with the huge breasts asked me to. Now that I think about it.... I don't even know her name. I don't even exactly remember her face, all I remember were her boob's... okay I drooled a little. Anyway, how was I supposed to find her if I couldn't even remember what she looked like.

Shit, this was a bad idea wasn't it? I should have nev-

My thought was cut off by someone tapping my shoulder.

"There you are. I've been looking for you everywhere." It was her... I think.

"Hey" I said with a smile on my face.

"You wanna dance?" oh hell no.

"I'm not really into dancing."

"Oh come on, it will be fun." she took my hand and dragged me to the dancefloor. I barely had enough time to pick up the shot glass, that I was about to drink when she found me.

I downed the shot, feeling the substance burn my throat. Before I knew it, she was grinding on me with a seductive smile on her face. I wasn't really sure what I was supposed to do, so I put my hands on her hips and tried to look like I knew what I was doing.

She started kissing and sucking my neck and I don't know what came over me, but I pushed her off. What the hell was I doing? I don't know why I did that. She looked at me half hurt and half annoyed.

"What's wrong?" the impatience evident in her voice.

I panicked and I just said the first words that I could think of:

"I gotta take a shit."

I turned around and basically ran off, mentally slapping myself. I was such an idiot. Out of all the things I could've said, I said that!

Before I knew it, I was back in the kitchen, so I decided to down a few more shots. About five shots later, I had almost forgotten the whole thing. Wait, what was I talking about? Oh whatever. Hey look, the ground is moving.

I started giggling because the ground was moving. Oops, I almost fell down, but I never felt the ground. I opened my eyes to see hands around my waist. I started giggling again and saw the eyes in front of me fill with worry.

"You're drunk"

Nick's pov

I was just about to go say hi to a girl dancing when I heard someone giggling next to me. I left my beer bottle on the table and went closer to the person giggling.

His voice sounded familiar.

When I got closer, I saw him lose his balance and he would have faceplanted if I hadn't caught him in time.

Only after catching him did I realise that this person was actually Jay. He was obviously drunk.

"You're drunk" I said more to myself. I doubt he can even understand what I'm saying right now.

He burst into a fit of giggles. For some reason, seeing him giggle like that made me smile.

I helped him back on his feet, still holding him around his waist so that he won't fall down again.

"How much have you had to drink Jay?" I asked in a serious voice.

He patted my cheek, looking me in the eyes with a serious face.

"Y-you s-smell reeaaaaally nice." he slurred out before he started giggling again.

"I gotta get you home." I said in a low voice, dragging him out of the crowded house.

I made my way out of the house, the fresh air hitting my face. Only then, did I actually realise how hot it actually was in there.

"I'm cooooold." he complained as I took my jacket off, to put on his shoulders instead.

He started laughing again, "Y-you arre such a gend-centl-gendman"

A chuckle left my mouth. He was cute when he was drunk. Woah what?? Like in a totally non-gay way.

We made our way to my car. It took me a while to make him sit in the passengers seat and buckle him up. I went around the car, opening the door and sliding in. I started the car, turning to face him so that I could ask him where he lived, but he was snoring.

"Fuck" I cursed, trying to figure out what to do. I couldn't just let him put here and I couldn't exactly bring him to my place. What if my parents heard us go in? There's no way I can sneak into the house and go up to my room dragging him all the way there without making any noise. I would get grounded for the rest of my life.

I let out a long sigh and started driving. I wasn't really sure where I was going, I just needed to get away from that loud music.

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