Lucas paced across the hallway by his bedroom door. It was 7pm and his parents had left half an hour ago, dropping his brother at a friends house and bringing his younger sister with them on their two day holiday to Achill Island. They had no clue what Lucas had planned. No, we're not taking crazy parties with lots of alcohol, that wasn't Lucas's style. He had invited Sam over to stay the night, watch movie, probably play some Five Nights at Freddy's and if Lucas had his way, he'd be getting to at least second base.
Suddenly the doorbell rang, Lucas ran down the steps almost slipping on the wooden steps. He flicked his hair, took a deep breath and opened the door. "Aren't you a little late?" he asked, "Only fashionably," Sam replied. Lucas tried hard to hide his big goofy grin, but it was hard to not be this happy when he was with Sam.
After the quick tour around the house and Sam leaving his overnight bag in Lucas's room, they both relaxed in front of the fire watching Netflix on the big screen above it. Sam had never seen American Horror Story so of course Lucas had to be the first to show him. After hours had past and they hadn't left the couch, Sams eyes were slowly being to get droopy and he was leaning his head on Lucas's shoulder. Lucas wasn't sure what to do. He couldn't make a move on a guy who was half asleep, but having Sam lying so adorably on him gave him so many urges. Both loosing concentration on the TV were both started and jumped out of their skins when the monsters from asylum roared at the screen. After the initial shock they both burst out laughing and decided it was time to head upstairs…
Sam had already gotten into his onesie and Lucas had put on his pyjama pants and removing his shirt. He turned around to Sam to suggest they play Hotline Miami before hitting the hay but Sam was kneeling on the bed and was an inch from Lucas's face when he turned around. Lucas stood their frozen for a second; this wasn't part of his plan. Sam smiled slightly and bit his lip before moving closer to meet Lucas's. Before Lucas could wrap him mind around what had happened, Sam was laying on top of him and his bed, both exchanging hot passionate kisses. When suddenly, Lucas's phone rang. Shit. Shit. Shit. This would ruin the entire mood for them both and would only lead to awkwardness after. Lucas looked at the time; it was 4am, who the fuck could be calling him at this time. He asked it, it was Lanzs. "Dude why the fuck are you calling me?" "But I needed to tell you what I did in Far Cry 3," Lanzs explained. "This really isn't a good time!" Lanzs heard a cough coming from someone who was on the other end if the phone "Who are you with?" Lanzs asked, slightly annoyed he hadnt been asked to stay but someone else had. "Um, I'm just chillin with Sam," Lucas tried to sound casual. Lanzs grinned; he knew what was going on now. "Oh okay, have fun!" Lucas could hear the grin on Lanzs face as he said that, but why? Lanzs couldn't possibly know how he had felt about Sam he kept it to himself. He ignored the thought and placed his phone on his desk beside his computer and rejoined Sam on his bed.
Lanzs giggled like a school girl, he was now so glad he had installed that camera in Lucas's room without him knowing…