More than a friendship? (Willne X Stephen Tries) ON HOLD

I think he's drunk

(Stephens POV)

I knocked on Will's door. Number 21... He lived on the third floor of a flat. His door was a cream color, after a few seconds, he answered. 

He was wearing black jeans that were ripped at the knees, he was also wearing a white shirt and a jean jacket. He had a black baseball cap sat upon his head, some messy, brown hair peeking out of it. 

I sniffed the air and suddenly the smell of alcohol crept up my nostrils. It was coming from Will.

He had a big smile on his square-like face and his cheeks were flushed... I think he was drunk?

"Come on in!" Will slurred, waving a bottle of beer around.

I nodded and stepped in, my eyes wandering around his flat, it was extremely messy. I turned to him.

"Should I take off my shoes?" I asked, as I looked at a pile of shoes by the door.

He shrugged.

"Do what ya like." He told me, chuckling.

I decided to get comfortable and take them off, placing them neatly by the pile. 

When I turned around, I saw Will sat on the sofa, his feet resting on the table in front of it. He patted the space next to him, suggesting for me to sit down. I walked over and sat next to him, not too close though. He handed me a bottle of beer and I opened it.

"Cheers." I said, clinking our bottles together.

"So, Stephen, how old are ya?" Will asked me, turning on the telly. He put on a football match. 

I chuckled slightly at the question, because he had already asked before when we were texting.

"You already asked, I'm 23... And you're 22. You look older." I told him, a small smile on my face.

"How much older?"

"You look about 50." I said, trying to be funny, and failing.

Will glared at me, furrowed his eyebrows and pouted at me, as if he was a toddler. 

There was then a knock at the door, Will's face lit up and he smiled. He jumped off of the sofa and put his beer on the table. I raised an eyebrow in confusion. He answered the door.

"Hey babe." I heard a female voice say.

"Hey babe." Will replied.

I turned around a saw Will kissing a girl.

She was slightly taller than him, with long blonde hair. She had a curvy body and was wearing a lot of make-up. She had very short shorts on and a very tight crop top. I felt a wave of jealousy rush over me.

I thought it was just gonna be me and him hanging out? 

They began to walk over, so I smiled at her and waved.

"Hi, I'm Stephen." I greeted, pretending I was happy.

"Hiya! I'm Sandra!" She said, her high pitched voice already annoying me.

She sat next to me and Will sat to the right of her, his arm wrapped around her shoulder. 

He then took off his jacket and wrapped his arm around her shoulder again, his hand resting against her...  uhm... boob...

We began to get chatting, well, I barely talked, I mainly just sat there and smiled whilst they flirted with each other.

After a while, Sandra had to leave. She kissed Will goodbye and waved bye to me then left. I sighed in relief.

He turned back to me, a smile still on his face.

"Sorry 'bout that mate. She's been comin' 'round a lot recently, even though we've only been together for two days..." He chuckled.

"It's okay, I get it." I replied.

I really didn't get it, I had never been in a relationship before, but he didn't need to know that.

(Time skip)

After awhile of talking and goofing around, I eventually had to leave.

"Sorry Will, I gotta go."

"'Aight mate, I'll text ya later."

I nodded and smiled, waving goodbye to him.

I left his flat and to my surprise, I saw Sandra standing outside.

"Oh! Hi Sandra... I was just leaving and-" She interrupted me.

"Can I come to your's, cutie?"

I was thrown off by her calling me that, but I thought she just wanted to hang out, so I nodded, and we went back to mine.

//OOOOOOOOKKAAAAAAAYYY. So this chapter is longer than my others (762 words), and I'm going to try and make all of them about this long now, so yeah, expect that. Also, don't worry, there won't be smut next chapter, Stephen is too innocent for that. Anyways, that's it, byyeee!