Complexes (LGBT) (boyxboy)

chapter 6

These parties happened after almost every game. We had it on the field through a few trees that surrounded campus. Basically everyone came, not just the team. It was like a whole school thing and the campus security used to try and stop it, but as long as we didn't get the cops called on us, they let it slide. Technically we weren't supposed to have alcohol on campus at all, but that certainly didn't stop us. I sat on the back of Casey's pick-up truck, my legs dangling over the side.

I had a beer in one hand, leisurely taking sips whenever I felt like it. There were a lot of people here. There were a couple of big fires spread out across the field.

I was just sitting there kind of bored until Eddie came up to me. He had a short, thin girl with dark brunette hair with him. She was attached to his arm and he looked more than pleased to have found this one. "Hey, Conns," he said when he got to me, "I'm gonna get out of here. I might not get back to the dorms tonight, so don't wait up."

I smiled. It wasn't often he hooked up with girls so I was kind of proud of him. "Okay, have fun," I said and winked. He went bright red and didn't say anything else.

The girl dragged him away from me and once again I was on my own.

I was people watching. It was the most fun thing to do at parties, other than hook up. Drunk people were the best. It was always hilarious to watch them doing stupid things, and I had been silently laughing to myself for most of the night, but then my mood plummeted when I took note of the other people; the happy couples.

Sure, most people were strangers finding other strangers to fuck them, but every now and again you'd see a couple, off on their own, holding hands, hugging, kissing, and you could just see by their body language and how they look at each other that it was so much more than a random hook up.

I felt weird seeing them, I felt a bit empty.

I was so convinced I would never find something like that. I knew I never would.

I looked away from the couple and my eye-line was met with a girl's. I knew her. She was a girl I had hooked up with not too long ago but had to cut things short when we were interrupted. Dammit, what was her name?

She was little, brunette, cute as a button but totally sexy at the same time. Damn, I couldn't remember her name. She was coming towards me.

I took my phone out of my pocket and went straight to my contacts. I scrolled through, looking at all the names until one jumped out at me Ems! Her name was Emily. I looked back up to see her smiling face as she got to me.

"Hey, Emily," I said warmly. "Hey. I thought I'd find you around here somewhere," she said in a sweeter than honey voice. She jumped up onto the truck next to me, sitting by my side. "What, are you stalking me?" I joked. "Well...I wouldn't say stalking, just looking out for in case I see you," she said. I flashed her a smile. "You here with friends?" I asked.

"Yeah, but it's about that time of the night everyone goes and finds someone to hook up with," she said, and that got my attention more than anything.

So that's why she found me then. For a moment I considered brushing her off, but then I thought about it a little. I was feeling lonely and craving the kind of affection that couples have with each other. I wanted the warm feeling.

The one where I would smile endlessly thinking about them. Maybe if I got to know Emily a bit better I could try that with her. She seemed like a chill enough chick. "So, what's your major here?" I asked. "Marine biology," she said quickly, as if she had answered this question a million times before. "Wow, so you're like clever and shit then, huh?" I asked. "I guess," she mumbled modestly.