Play With Me

Hes My Anti Hero

It was midnight. Alex has already gone to sleep. Usually, he stays up late, staring out into the night, drinking coffee that matched his black, dark soul, but tonight he was fast asleep next to him. This was his chance.

Patrick used his sweat to slip through the handcuffs, gently placing them into his pocket. He then sucked in his breath and snaked around Alex's sleeping body. He was admittedly cute when he slept. He snores loudly, but aside from that he was a cute sleeper.

Patrick brushes those thoughts aside and opened up the windows ever so quietly. He then ducked out into the dark night, trying to find his way to the party

*TIME SKIP*

"Patrick! You came!"

Alec came running over Cooly, holding a red cup in his hand filled with liquor. I've never drank before. I was too scared to. I was also never cool enough.

"Of course I came," I said. I couldn't help but to stare down at his muscular arms to his muscular chest, which was obvious through his plain white V-neck. I blushed.

"I'm so glad you could make it," he leaned in closer. "Really happy."

He was so close that I could see every inch of his body. I shivered in lust and embarrassment.

"Do you want something to drink?" He asked. I just shook my head, too shy to drink alcohol. "Come on. I'll pour you my favourite one."

He led me over to the table, and I passed all the cool popular kids at school. They were glaring at me, as if I wasn't supposed to be there. But I didn't care, Alec was there. And he was protecting me and guiding me through the crowd.

He got me a red cup and poured something into it.

"They say Disneyland is the happiest place on earth," he said smoothly. I was so preoccupied by the crowd around me that I was barely paying agtention to his words. "Well apparently, no one has ever been standing next to you.

I gasped, completely turning red. I was so hit and heavy that I could barely breathe. Alec just laughed, but I tried to hide my face using the red cup.

"I'm just teasing," Alec said, slapping me on the back. "No homo."

"Right..." I said in a low voice, taking a sip. I hated it.

"...unless you want it to be?"

I giggled like a shy anime girl.

"I can't give myself up that easily," I teased him. Alec seemed surprised at my sudden confidence, but chuckled anyway.

"Playing hard to get I see," he cooed. "It's okay I love the game."

"The love game?"

"the love game."

*TIME SKIP*

It was around four hours into the party, and Patrick was five drinks in. He was absolutely wasted. The song was booming in the background and everyone was dancing.

I felt sick, so Alec helped me outside into the backyard. I nearly vomited.

"Are you okay Patrick?" He asked, helping me to sit down. Thank god he was there for me. I needed him.

"Barely," I laughed drunkenly, spilling the rest of my drink. "Shit."

"You're definitely not okay," he rested his hand on my shoulder, pulling me in close. I could feel his heartbeat against my ear. I trembled in my grasp. "Here. I got you some water."

"You're my saviour," I let it skip out of my lips. Alec looked at me with the warmest smile I had ever seen. It was...enchanting. Sweet. Charismatic. I wsa really starting to fall for him. "Can...can I tell you something...?"

I whispered over. Alec was so close to me, our hot breathes mixed in the cold night air.

"Go ahead," he said invitingly.

"Alec...I...I..."

Suddenly, the backyard fence completely toppled over. With a loud roar of the motorcycle, a mysterious figure ran through the grass, tearing up everything on the way. When he removed the helmet, it revealed his handsome face.

"Alex?!" I yelled, surprised. He dumped his motorbike into the ground, as well as his helmet and punched Alec straight in the jaw. "ALEX STOP!!!"

Alex continued to best him up, but Alec began to fight back, blocking his blows and going straight to the neck. The bad boy stopped, swooped low to dodge it, then went straight for the stomach. Alec curler over, Burt.

"You bastard!" Alec yelled, so loudly that it echoed through the party. The music stopped and everyone began to look over. "Get the fuck out of here. You're not invited."

"We'll get the fuck off of him," Alex warned, trying to grab Patrick. The tall brunette winced.

"You don't own me," Patrick said in a low voice. But no one heard it.

Alec's brst friends, Zane and Glenn, had come over now, defending him. "What the hell are you doing here?" The blond asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

"You should leave while you can," Zane said.

Alex began to laugh. It was first a chuckle, then it became a full blown laugh.

"You don't scare me," he said. "You're nothing to me. I can beat you in a heart beat."

"Why you-"

Zane went fist first towards him, but Alex swiftly dodged it, grabbing his forearm and yanking him to the ground. Zane's now broken arm made him scream out in pain.

Glenn lunged towards Alex, attempting to kick him, but Alex snaked around his advances, going straight to his neck and blowing him out in one lunch.

Alex wiped a sweat from his forehead and sighed calmly. Patrick shivered in fear. He was so....strong. So threatening. He never saw him in this light before.

"Patrick," he said firmly. Patrick just nodded. "We're going home. Now."

"Going home?" Alec asked sarcastically. "You Guys live together?"

"Well yeah," Alex said, getting his motorbike. "I'm his boyfriend."

Alec cringed at the word, "are you sure about that?"

Both brunettes looked towards Patrick. "Well who do you choose?"

Patrick looked back and forth. Alex. Alec. Alex. Alec. He shook his head.

"I don't know."