A/N: You can skip ths if you want, hehe. Right so, this is mainly Jeffmads, however, it will contain Lams, Mullette and Merliza. This is my first time writing on fan , however I used to write on Wattpad. Anyway, Chapter 1! Enjoy!
"Come on, Jem! It's the Schyluer Sisters, for crying out loud!"
"No! No way!" James squeaked, flopping down onto their small, black sofa. Thomas sighed, pouting like a child. Jefferson continued to plead to James before he was interrupted, "why," Madison spoke, "must I come? You could just go on your own!"
Thomas looked off for a second, furrowing his eyebrows in thought. "It's more fun with you there," he decided on at last. James smiled, looking down and to the right. "And, I heard they planned on playing a bunch of games, like 'Truth Or Dare' and 'Never Have I Ever!"
James bit the inside of his lip, contemplating. "Alright. But, if I don't have a good time, it's your fault!" He exclaimed.
"Yes!" Thomas grabbed Madison by the wrist, pulling him off the couch and spinning him around. "This is gonna be great!" Thomas skipped off to his room, to start getting ready for the night ahead of them.
James rolled his eyes and chuckled, "I've made a horrible mistake."
MacAndCheese: LAF
FrenchFry: Oui, mon ami?
MacAndCheese: I convinced Jemmy to come! Alert the girls!
FrenchFry: Mkay, have you asked him out yet?
MacAndCheese: LAF, FOR THE LAST GOD DAMN TIME, I'M NOT GAY
FrenchFry: Keep telling yourself that, mon ami. Well, I've got to go, aurivour!
MacAndCheese: BAI
Thomas rolled his eyes, I'm not gay, he told himself, opening his wardrobe and staring in. It was an abis of magenta's and purples and blacks and blues. He sighed, closing it again.
"So many clothes, yet nothing to wear!" Jefferson slammed his hand down on the desk, digging through his drawers. Something at the back caught his eye.
Something casual, yeah... that just may work!
Jefferson smiled, pulling out the white t-shirt, it had a flying black bird up on the top left, just above a pocket. He waltzed over to his wardrobe again, this time picking some black ripped jeans. Thomas then began pondering, contacts or glasses? He shrugged, if it was casual, he may as well not stick his fingers into his eyes and wear glasses. Thomas lifted them from his bedside table, pushing them up the end of his nose and exiting his room.
"James! You almost ready? We need to leave in 10 minutes!" Jefferson called, rattling his knuckles off of James' white bedroom door.
"One second!" The smaller man shouted back. Inside the room, James was desperately trying to shove his white trainers onto his feet, hopping around the room in an attempt to keep his balance.
"Mads, we really need to go!" Thomas abandoned the door and quickly slid into their kitchen. He opened the fridge, grabbing a bottle of wine and a 4 pack of Sam Adams, before walking back Madison's room, where said man was waiting.
"I'm read-" James looked up at Thomas.
He looks really hot in glasses...
James shook his head, he can't think that! This is his best friend!
"Jem? Ya alright down there?" Thomas raised a questioning eyebrow, holding out the 4 pack of beers.
"Fine! I'm fine!" James exclaimed, "need me to take anything?!"
"Yeah, that's why I'm holding this out to you," Jefferson chortled, as Madison took the Sam Adams from his hands. "Merci," he smiled, pulling his car key from his pocket. "Lets go."
James opened the door, stepping out into the lobby of their apartment building. Thomas left after him, holding their apartment key and the bottle of wine. He locked the door and put the key in his pocket, taking out the car key instead.
"You ready for this?" Thomas said excitedly.
"Am I?" James looked away, suddenly in fear.
Am I!?
Thomas noticed this sudden fear and laid a kind hand on his shoulder. "You'll be fine."
James smiled, "thanks, but can you take your hand off my shoulder?"
"Why?" Jefferson asked curiously.
"Because the car key is digging into my skin!" Madison winced and Thomas' hand shot off his shoulder.
"Sorry!" He yelped, rubbing the back of his neck.
"It doesn't matter, let's just go." James smiled, leaving the building, Jefferson hot on his heels.
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