Gralex (Boyxboy)

Part three

Damons Pov
I saw Grahams sad eyes as I glanced at him.
He had said it was fine, he always did, the stupid fucker. I knew it wasn't. But I loved Justine and I wouldn't give her up. More likely, she'd give me up. It wasn't impossible, I knew she still lived with her ex, who knew what they were doing? Although I'm not the one to talk about cheating, am I? I don't consider it cheating, Graham knows I have Justine and Justine must've figured out what our friendship really was, and she seemed okay with us kissing and stuff.
As Graham crossed the street without looking my heart jumped in my chest. He wasn't as careful as he used to.. He seemed mad. Did he feel tricked by me kissing him and playing with him and then walking over to Justine? Well he knew I had a girlfriend. Stupid Graham, why didn't he just tell me how he felt or leave me or anything, I just wished he'd stop being so angry and sad.

Grahams pov
When we arrived to Alex's house it was already crowded. I headed straight for the booze. It wasn't like it was something new that Alex had a party when we came over. I saw him in a corner, already dizzy and talking to some lads holding a piece of cheese in his right hand. I smiled softly following every move he made with my eyes . His fringe was over half his face and only some of his cheekbones and eyes were visible. Oh those cheekbones....
I filled a cup and drank it all, then filled it half again. I saw Damon and Justine in a corner basically eating each other up and drank the whole mug again. Then grabbed the whole bottle and drank right out of it. Come on booze, work your magic I thought as I sat down in a broken sofa.
Where were Dave? I asked myself, but it didn't take long until I spotted him in a corner making out with someone. I didn't see who, and if I did I probably wouldn't have known them anyways.
I felt the dizziness brought by the booze pour over me and I was relieved. Soon I would be able to forget about Damon, not yet, though, I was still aching.

I walked around for a bit, occasionally drinking of the bottle.
Suddenly a girl kissed my lips. She tasted sweet and I held her in my arms and danced with her.
It was nice, I would have preferred Al or Day but she made me feel not so lonely. I danced and drunk until I saw the world turn before my eyes, my head was spinning and I felt the dirty cold floor against my cheek. Then it all turned black.

When I woke up I was laying on a sofa. I didn't know how I got there but I thanked whoever carried me there quietly.
The room was almost empty, few people was still dancing, I think one of our songs were playing and I groaned.
The headache slowly settled in my head and sipped from a bottle nearby. Was Damon still here? No. He had either gone home or gone into any of Alex's many rooms to have fun with Justine.
Alex left a room with his pants unzipped and his hair in a mess, a smile was playing on his lips. He looked absolutely gorgeous and I followed his hand as it moved to zip his fly up again.
"Oh hey Gra? Slept well?" He called at me, smirking.
I rubbed my eyes. What time was it? How long had I been away?
"Is Damon still here?" I mumbled and Alex' smile faded.
"I don't know actually... Anyways, wanna party in some room upstairs?"
He winked at me, and I saw a curious glimpse in his eye. It only lasted for a sec, then he turned away showing me the way. He didn't wait for my answer but we both knew I wanted to get away from here anyways.
Alex opened some doors on the way, looking for a room we could go to, he looked in, apologised and closed the door.
He opened a door in the end of his hallway and I heard a familiar voice from inside.
"Hey Alex! Wanna join in?" And then laughter.
It was Damon. I desperately searched for a bottle but I found none so I dug my nails into my hands.
Alex rolled his eyes and turned to me. He glanced at me and said "haha... Damon ey.. Um we could go to my room if you like?" He saw that what Damon did had hurt me. He led me by my hand to his room. It was a bit messy but it was like it was supposed to be messy. I looked around and found a bottle of booze to drink. "May I?" I said pointing to the bottle. "Ah yeah, not too much though" he said walking over to his Lp player.
I took the bottle and drank few sips.

He put on a vinyl as the booze started affecting me and I smiled. He looked over at me with a look of.. Could it be list in his eyes? I shrugged it off, he didn't like me he just felt sorry for me. He didn't like me that way I was sure of it, I couldn't let myself even for a second think he did.

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