If lies could be read

Party timeeeee

Kevin's POV

Clyde is sitting on his bedroom floor as I walk in and sit across from him.

"Clyde drink this"  I hand him a coffee and he takes it hesitantly.

"Why?"

"Just drink it"

"Why?"

"It'll help"

"Why?"

"Why do you have to be so difficult?" I huff. He puts the cup next to him.
"Why do you have to be so sexy" he says leaning his body closer to me. I scoot backwards as he continues to crawl towards me.

"Kevinnnn don't move away from meee" he's so drunk.
"Why you so obsessed with me." I say as confidently as I can.

"Because you're cuteeee" he whispers.
Oh god.
He leans in probably going in for a kiss and so I put my hand in the way.
"Drink your coffee" I roll my eyes and stand up.

"Fineeee, but only cos I like ya" he scoots back and downs the coffee.
Probably should've warned him that it was plain and black but whatever.

"Ew yuck that's disgusting"
He grimaces.

I laugh, "priceless".
"Party timeeee" he gets up runs past me and bolts down the stairs.
"Oh Jesus"

Out of the goodness of my head certainly not my heart I pick up the cup and take it downstairs to wash.

When I get downstairs I'm suddenly on the ground?
"Can't get away from me nowww kevinnnn."
"Of course it's you." I roll my eyes and attempt to push him off of me.

"Won't work" he smiles stupidly at me.
I struggle as he leans down.
"No, no, no"
He doesn't pay attention to me.

It's not that I don't like kisses it's just that he's drunk, he has a girlfriend who by the way is supposed to be my new bestie, plus he's probably one of the most popular guys at school.

Yeah he's like super hot, hotter than I'd like to admit but I mean that's exactly why I can't go through with what he's trying to do.

If he does this and someone sees, his life would be over in seconds.
Couldn't put that on him.

"I-I eat shit!" I exclaim.
He looks at me weirdly but shrugs continuing to lean down.
"I-I just ate a uhhhh frogs head."
He just continues to ignore me.

I turn my head to the side thank god.
"Tweek, dude help." I call frantically.

He rushes to my aid and with almost super human stretch's shoves Clyde off of me.
I jump up to my feet.
"Oh my god thank you."
"No worries man but soon you won't want help." He winks and goes back to the kitchen.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"
Tweek doesn't answer and Clyde just looks up at me grinning.
"You look good from all angles"
"Not another word from you"

He pretends to zip his mouth shut.
"Ha like I'm gonna believe that."

*******about 3 hours later or like whatever time you wanna pretend it is because I have no fucking idea**********

Clyde's POV

I've listened to Kevin's advice because who wouldn't.
I'm literally just mingling.
Who knew that it could actually be fun!
Literally no sarcasm intended, it's cool to not be that guy who doesn't know what's going on.
I feel powerful in a way.
I can see that butters and kenny are a thing, or at least when they're drunk.

Ooooo same goes for Stan and Kyle.
Huh.
I wonder how many times I've fucked around with randoms and haven't realised.
I wonder who I'd be fucking around with right now.

I wander around the house finding myself looking for the tall raven head.
Where is he?

There's no point in calling over the music since I've already tried that and it proved pointless.
Why did I decide to have this party in the first place.
It's not like my dad cares but like what was the point.

I was about to give up on looking until I see a small crowd gathered around the tv area.
There is loud cheering and I feel intrigued.

I shove past the random people some of which I don't recognise and see for myself what is going on.

Finally I've found the guy I've been searching for after about half an hour.
I felt so bad for not being able to find him, and now there he is.

Controller in hand, sweating out fortnite.
Wow he has 10 kills.
Is he a gamer?
Probably.
How didn't I see this coming?
He looks so cute when he's concentrated.

"Beer" he calls over the gun shots.
Someone hands him one and he downs it in a matter of seconds as he still beats some guys ass.

This boy continues to surprise me.

I watch as he finally gets the last kill coming 1st.
He grins and puts down the controller.
The group of people start to just fade away into the dancing teens as I take a seat next to Kevin.

"Quite the little crowd you had there."
"Oh hello friend." He smiles sloppily.
"So you're a gamer?" I ask trying to contain my smile.
"Oh ha ha big whoop. What you gonna do beat me up?" He sounds weird.
Hold up.......
Is he drunk?!
Ughhhh why am I so bad at being able to tell?
Back in the day the only way I could tell if a chick was out of it was if I'd snog her before taking her to bed.

Well I don't want to take advantage of him if he is.

"Kevin have you maybe had too many drinks?" I ask as casually as possible.
"No." He says plainly.

Not very helpful.

"Are you sure?"

"I have not drunken to many drinks."

Ok well he's not sober.

Oh yep of course he has another drink in front of him on the table.

So I've been taking advice from someone who drinks quite a lot at parties themselves.

I chuckle to myself.
What a guy.

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