Tommy brought Nikki back to the lake that night. Since it was their last night at the camp, he thought it would be a nice way to end their weekend. They sat in the grass for a while first, and just talked. Mostly about band stuff: ideas for new lyrics, riffs or drumbeats. After some minutes, when they had been quiet for a short time, Tommy turned to Nikki, catching his attention. "Wanna go out in the water?", he asked, gazing dreamingly over at Nikki, who nodded for respond. Tommy started undressing in front of him, while continuing to talk about band-stuff, and how he wanted the drum-parts to sound like. Nikki just stared; he couldn't help it as Tommy kept throwing more and more clothes down in the grass. It was getting harder to pay attention to Tommy's words rather than how smoking hot he looked without a shirt on. "So what do you think?", Tommy asked. "Huh?", Nikki replied, revealing that he hadn't been paying attention. "Do you think it should go 'ba-da-bom' or 'bom-ba-da'?", Tommy repeated, as he had been saying it at least five times while Nikki was thinking about... well, let's just say that his mind was other places. Nikki hesitated; it was hard to keep his eyes at Tommy's face, like he was supposed to, while he stood there in nothing but his boxers. "Uh, the first one", Nikki finally said, just picking randomly. Then he stood up, and started undressing too. He started with his shirt, and as soon as he grabbed the fabric, Tommy went over to him, and grabbed it too. "I'll help you", he said, but got a confused look back. "But I don't need any – ohh...", Nikki started, but soon understood the purpose of it. Tommy pulled the shirt off, and threw it randomly on the grass. He then rested his arms on Nikki's neck, and pulled a little closer. They were about to kiss, but were interrupted by some sounds coming from a nearby bush. "What was that?", Nikki asked, his heart rising. He didn't want to get caught. "I don't know...", Tommy said, turning to look at the bushes, "Probably nothing though". They soon forgot about the sounds, and Tommy pressed his lips against Nikki's, pulling him closer as he did so. Nikki put his arms around Tommy, and started playing with his dark brown curls. Reaching down, Tommy started unbuttoning Nikki's black jeans, pulling them down slowly. Taking his shoes off, and dragging his pants all the way down, Nikki looked up at Tommy, who grabbed his hand, and led him out in the clear water.
They had been making out for a while when they saw the shadowy silhouette of something coming out of the bushes, exactly where they had heard the sounds coming from earlier. Hearing the rattling again, Nikki pulled away from Tommy, but only some inches, and looked over at the bushes, being startled by the moving figure. "What's up?", Tommy asked worryingly, his arms still around Nikki's waist. "Oh my god, it's a person!", Nikki exclaimed, making Tommy turn in curiosity. "Aw, shit", Tommy whispered loudly, trying to figure out who the hell would sneak up on someone like that. But studying the person for some seconds as he came closer, they realized that it was one of the teachers. "Mr. Powell!?", Tommy exclaimed, "What the fu – what are you doing here!?" He tried to avoid the curse words, since he didn't want to get in more trouble than he already was right now. Nikki just wanted to disappear into a vortex or something, get eaten by a shark or whatever, as long as he didn't have to be there half-naked in front of their teacher. "No, what are you doing here?", Mr. Powell replied, "You aren't supposed to be out at this time, go back to your camp-hut!" They both reluctantly walked out of the water, soaking wet of course, and in only underwear. Getting a strict and pissed-off look from Mr. Powell, they grabbed their clothes and went back to their camp-hut. It was the most embarrassing thing they had ever been part of.
On the bus-ride back home the next morning, Vince and Mick had fallen asleep, because they had been up for too long the night before, playing music together. "I can't believe that he saw us", Tommy said, still shocked, looking at Nikki, who sat in the seat next to him. "Me neither", Nikki replied, "He must have been staring for a while though, because we heard some sounds coming from that bush like thirty minutes before we actually saw him". Tommy looked around the bus, and peeked over the seats to make sure that Mr. Powell wasn't sitting anywhere near them. "Perv", he responded, "That's creepy, dude. And also one of the most embarrassing things that I have ever done". Nikki nodded in agreement. "Me too".
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Home Sweet Home (REVISED)
Fanfiction"Are you sure you're OK?", Nikki asked, getting more and more worried as Tommy continued to stutter. "Uh, yeah", Tommy said, nodding frantically. A million thoughts and questions were swirling inside of his head, none of them good enough to be spoke...
