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"thomas, få litt homofil selvtillit og kom til din første norske rager, stol på meg"

i sighed as i was sitting in my buddy harrisons dorm

he was planning on us going to some rager his buddy nick was throwing and apparently a whole bunch of people, drugs and alcohol would be there

so i was interested but I had more important things to do, like staying home and smoking by myself and waiting for this school year to be over, i had the grades to graduate this year with my buddy harrison and some of our other senior friends and I couldn't wait to get out of here

harrison kept begging until it was exactly 7:45 and we had to leave, of course I gave in and quickly got dressed before heading out the door and down the street

"Jeg kan ikke tro at jeg faktisk går til denne dumme tingen med deg"

harrison only laughed as we walked inside nicks house and met up with him at the bar

of course 30 or so minutes later i was left alone by the staircase as harrison and nick were off sucking some guys faces they had never know

i was about to finish my beer and leave, a boy, with blonde poofy hair , blue eyes and a niall horan t shirt with a flannel  walked up to me with a full beer, i had seen him laughing with his friends drinking a lot, so i hoped he wasn't drunkingly talking to me, but i was drunk to, so what did it matter

"hei, imlexander, vil du danse med meg ...?"

i smiled he was...cute and apparently we both liked niall horan because both of our shirts had his lyrics

i smiled before taking another swig of my beer and grabbing his hand

"sikker pene gutt"

and so we danced, just two drunk guys grinding against each other leaning closer and closer until our lips touched and everything else disappeared

and a night to remember it was

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a/n: okay so like, im liking this story, ya feel?

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