Marcus' pov
Saturday 12th may 2007
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I need a night out. I'm so sick of being in this flat all day and all night. I'm very grateful that Quinn is letting me stay with him but I'm tired of being cooped up like this.
Not too long ago my dad found out I was gay and beat the shit out of me. I was kicked out of the house and told to never come back. Thankfully, I had a friend that came and picked me up and took me to his place for a couple of nights until I was healed enough to leave. He drove me down to London where my friend Quinn lives and I've been staying here ever since. I've been trying so hard to get a job but nowhere wants to hire someone with barely any experience working in a pub.
"You okay Marcus?" Asks Quinn as he comes into the flat from his job.
"I'm alright, I just need a night out you know?" I say and he nods along.
"I can take you to a club tonight if you're up to it. But you're not having any alcohol," Quinn says with a pointed look.
"I know," I grumble. So maybe over the past couple of weeks I've been drinking too much. Quinn is overreacting anyways, I'm not an alcoholic.
"Go get some clothes on and we'll go," he says and I get off the couch. I decide to wear some skinny jeans and a somewhat tight fitting T-shirt. I'm not as muscular as I'd like to be because I've not got the money for a gym membership. That also means when I try to hookup with anyone they always assume I'm a bottom because of my lean stature. Well not tonight, hopefully I can find a bottom who is willing for a quick hookup.
"Are you ready yet?" Quinn asks through the bedroom door.
"Yeah I'm done." I open the door and see he's dressed similar to me.
"Let's get something to eat first. You don't want to be hooking up on an empty stomach," he winks. I'm sure that was supposed to be a pun but I don't laugh at him, I just roll my eyes at his terrible jokes. He makes us both a sandwich and we eat while talking about who we want to hook up with.
"I'm thinking a short girl, I've always had a soft spot for short girls," Quinn says.
"I just want a bottom, I don't even care what they look like at this point," I say and Quinn laughs at me.
"You'll find someone, you're not exactly ugly are you?"
"Thank for the confidence boost, at least I'm not ugly."
"You know what I meant, let's just go and hopefully you'll be out of this grumpy mood."
We walk to the club which isn't too far from the flat and wait in the line outside. I don't have any ID because I can't drive yet and my parents have my passport so I just make sure I look confident enough to look older than 18 and the bouncer happily lets us inside. The loud music and flashing lights are amazing as we walk through the dance floor to get to the bar. Quinn orders me a virgin cocktail and tells me he's paying for it as a treat.
"Thank you," I say to him.
"To Marcus' new life without homophobic, asshole parents!" Quinn cheers and I clink our glasses with a grin. "So, see any potential gays?"
"I'm not sure, he looks like a twink," I say and nod my head to a small blonde boy dancing with a group of guys.
"Well, I see someone I'm interested in," he says and downs his drink. "I'll see you at the flat tonight. You've got a phone to call me and your keys right?"
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