imallexx x memeulous // 【ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ】

【ｓｋａｔｅｐａｒｋ － ａｌｅｘ】

 "why do you even want to go here?" i ask, pulling my hoodie sleeves over my hands. "won't we just be ignored?"

"will invited me."

i look up at the sky for a second. it's close to dark, but we can still see thanks to the

"that's it?"

"no," he says, and then stops walking.

i stop and look at him.

"i also get to ride my skateboard," he says, proudly holding the board up in front of his chest like a 5-year-old does with a participation trophy.

i can't help but laugh.

"god, george, you're such a dork!" i laugh, playfully punching him in the arm.

i'm honestly surprised i'm not upset about niall.

well, i am a little, but george seems to distract me from it.

he was the one who suggested to take a picture of niall and deface it, he told me it would give me some type of closure. and he was right, it turns out scribbling all over niall's face and writing the word "asshole" over it does make me feel better.

maybe george is right, tonight might just be fun.

when we arrive, there's got to be at least 50 people. 6 people skating, a lot of people standing around and talking, hell, someone's even taking sticks off of a dead tree to build a fire.

and then there's george and i.

standing in the middle of it all.

"so, are you going to ride your skateboard?" i ask, looking up at him.

someone turns up the music behind us.

"no, i don't think i will," he says, and then stutters, "i- um i forgot my helmet."

i know i didn't see him with one on when we were walking, but i can't help but at his head.

yup, no helmet.

i go to ask him what he wants to do, but he must be able to read my mind.

"do you want to go sit under there?" he asks, pointing to a shady corner right next to a beam of concrete.

"sure."

after sitting around for about a minute, he speaks.

"so, if you aren't going to skate, what are you going to do?"

george is silent for a second, and he's looking at the fire, it's huge flames trying to escape the tiny metal barrel-type object.

it looks like a lot of people have left.

i intently look at the fire with him, and he turns around and practically jumps at the sight of me.

he looks down at his skateboard and starts twirling one of the wheels on it.

what is his problem?

maybe he didn't hear me.

"i'm gay," he suddenly blurts out, almost making me jump.

"oh."

"i- i'm sorry i just... thought it would be a good idea to say that be-because-"

"no, no, no, it's okay," i speak, louder than i intend to.

"it's- i'm gay too," i add, hoping that it'll help him calm down.

"you are?"

i smile.

"i mean, i think it's pretty obvious, mate, have you ever noticed my shoes?" i ask, bringing them closer so he can see even in the dim light.

he laughs.

"good, i- i just don't know what to do, y'know? i can't come out to anyone, will's homophobic because his parents are assholes, and my parent's aren't around enough and even if they were, i don't think they'd care," he suddenly vents, catching me off guard.

"oh, well... you're secrets safe with me!" i reply, adding in a fake smile.

the blue-eyed boy looks at me and laughs.

and suddenly, the air around us becomes quiet.

well, except for the music playing near the fire.

i wonder what niall's doing right now.

"do you.. have a boyfriend?" is the question that makes me snap back into reality.

i turn to the left of me.

"no, why?"

and then i see it in his eyes, the same way niall's were that night.

"i could just kiss you right now, i'm so happy!"

and then he does.

but it's not niall's lips, and i don't feel as numb as i did.

it's actually kind of.... pleasant?

i'm not sure if that's the right word, but at least i feel okay.

i open my right eye to see george's warm cheeks.

he grins, and i can feel my body getting warm.

and then i hear screaming and the sound of feet hitting the rough concrete.

by the time i turn around, my body's in shock from the hard concrete it just got threw onto.