Future Complex

4.

Dominics p.o.v

I have to admit, it was kind of nice spending time with Ethan. I can't forget about the final objective though.

I can't have my reputation ruined just because i decided to do something stupid at a summer party.

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"Hey, would you perhaps wanna go up into my room?" Alex, the host of tonights party and the guy I've been flirting with since i was slightly tipsy, asked me.

I was drunk, I was so drunk now but DAMN he was hot. I knew that if i said yes I'd be asking for trouble, but how can you resist a bubble butt like that?

"Shit dude. Okay" i said, having to hold onto a counter because I couldn't even balance my body at this point. "No one can see us going into the same room though, understand?"

"Of course " he smirked and winked at me. Goddamn tease. "I'll go there, then. Come as well in 10 minutes, okay hot stuff?" he tried walking away:

"wait" I said, trying to reach after him but not being able to. "which room. Your house is fucking huge" I was able to get that much out.

"up the stairs, third door on the left. It has 'A L E X' written on it, you can't miss it" he said clearly. 'Not even in this state' i thought i heard him mutter under his breath but he was already too far away for me to reach and ask him about it. Eh I'm probably hearing things.

I continued with holding onto my trusty old counter and sipping from my drink, every other minute casually checking out the clock. I couldn't believe I was actually about to do what I was about to do. I knew it was bad. I knew i was getting myself into unnecessary trouble. But I've been resisting the temptation for so long, and my drunk brain was able to make up excuses as to why what I was doing was a good idea.

Ten minutes finally passed, so i decided to get on my way. The walk up the stairs was the worst. My head was spinning and i felt like i was going to fall down any second. Thank god for railing.

Which was it? Third? Fourth?

Wait, A...L... yeah okay i got it.

I entered the room and saw Alex sitting on the bed.

"I'm gonna..." I turned around and closed the door, trying to lock it. I quickly realised I won't be able to do that with my vision being as blurry as it was. I just kept on trying to penetrate the key hole, unsuccessfully.

"Move" Alex said in a bitchy tone and locked the door effortlessly. I left him to do his thing and went to sit on the bed myself.

"Why are you acting like a bitch all of a sudden?" I asked extremely drunkenly.

"sorry" he said quietly and sat down next to me, looking me straight in the eyes.

"I guess I'm just scared of someone catching us" he broke our eye contact, looking down at his legs.

"well...you locked the door. No one will see us now" I put my index finger under his chin and my thumb on his lips, taking his face and making him look up at me again. I tried to be sexy and all but it probably just came off as creepy. I wouldn't know.

"So-" I wasn't even able to finish my sentence because now I was at the start of the most scary and traumatic experience in my life.

Tony and another one of my teammates jumped out of the closet. They were laughing and yelling all sorts of stuff, and they also had a camera. Even with my practically nonexistent mind i was able to understand that they have recorded everything since i entered the room.