John's P.O.V.

I don't party. That's a fact, but when Alexander asks me to go to a party I don't say no. I've liked Alexander ever since I met him at the bar. He was so cute. Not many people know or like that I'm gay, but everyone is fine with Herc and Laf as a couple. See if Alexander and I went out we'd be so much cuter, but there is little to no chance of that happening. I drove us up to the house, it was the Schuyler's house. I heard that Eliza invited us. Does she like him? Does he like her? Did I ever have a chance with Alexander? By the time all my thoughts were ending, Alexander and I were already at the door. He opened the door and we walked in together. He said something to me that I couldn't hear over the blasting music, then he left. He walked over to the bar, which I'm not surprised about. He made his way over to Thomas Jefferson, the rudest guy I know, he was also at the bar. Most of his free time is spent drinking. I knew I would be taking home a drunk Alexander. I decided just standing by the door alone was a bad idea. I walked over to a nice corner and sat down on the floor. I look up and see a shelf of books. I get up and pick up a book with a blue spine, the title was The Outsiders. I opened it and started to read, but my mind was soon taken over by my thoughts. I usually try and escape my fantasy land but tonight, I have nothing better to do, so my mind wanders off. In my fantasy I am in a house, then I hear a voice call,

"Welcome home babe!" I knew that there were talking to me.

"Where are you!" I respond.

"In the kitchen trying to make cookies. You should come help me!" I walk into the kitchen and see Alexander, trying to make cookies.

"Okay." I say. He walks over to me dusting flour off his hands and wiping them on his apron. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. This was the best fantasy I've had in a while. I looked down at my hands and see a ring on my finger. We were married? Anyway I walked into our bedroom and change into sweatpants and a teeshirt. I walk back to the kitchen and see Alexander watching me walk in. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my neck. He then put his forehead against mine.

"I missed you." I said.

"It was only 6 hours of work."

"But still." I smile and gently place my lips on his. He decides he needed more. He opened his mouth and released his tongue, as did I. I pressed him against the counter where I picked him up and set him down there. He wrapped his legs around me. He was pretty light, I carried him to the couch and set him down. I got ontop of him. His hands made there way under my shirt, I take it off. Alexander pulls me as close as humanly possible. I've always wanted this, just not as a fantasy. I wanted this with MY Alexander. My fantasy was rudely interrupted by some drunk idiot spilling his alcohol on me. I get up and put up the book. I walked to the door, looking at Alexander before I left the house. I ran to my car pulling off my shirt. I always keep an extra shirt in my car. It was a green SUV with a sunroof. I opened the back to look for my extra shirt. I couldn't find it, all I found was old water bottles and stale fries. I look in the front and agian nothing, except when I close the door I see Alexander walking towards me. I run to the trunk and look for the shirt, trying to hide how much I was blushing. I busy myself by looking until I find the shirt, but it was too late, I could feel Alexander's hand in my shoulder. Like the rest of me it was covered in freckles. The hand grips on my shoulder and turns me around. I am face to face with Alexander. He wraps his arms around my neck. He leaned into me, resting his head on my bear chest. I wrap my arms around his waist, fearing that I will be rejected. He places his chin on my chest, to look up to me. Then it happens. He got on his tip toes and kisses me. I sat down in my trunk and Alexander got ontop of me, sitting in my lap. He closed the trunk and started to make out with me. This was all I ever wanted then, I could smell rum on him. He was drunk. He didn't love me, he was just drunk. A few tears escaped from my eyes. He stoped kissing me and sat up on me.

"What's wrong Jakie?" I moved him off of me and pulled my knees into my chest. He came close to me and wiped away my tears.

"Hey," He said, "It's okay Jakie. I'm here. I love you." He then kissed me on the forehead. I stopped crying and let him kiss me. Even if he was drunk I was getting kissed by the man of my dreams. He stops way sooner than I wanted and got up. I grabbed the clean shirt and put it on.

"Everyone inside is making out. Wanna go home?" He said, I nodded, I did want to go home. Then I remembered, Alexander live with me, Laf, and Herc. We moved to the front seat where I started to drive. When we got home Laf and Herc were both shirtless making out on the couch. They looked up and saw us. Alexander and I laughed. I went to my room and Alex went to his. I got dressed into my pajamas and got into bed. That's when Alex came in.

"Jakie? Can I come in?" I nodded from my bed and he came in, laying down next to me. He got under the covers with me and got close. He tangled our legs and ran his fingers through my hair. He took off his shirt and I followed. What happened next was mine. Well mine and Alex's.

How do you guys like it? Chapter two is coming soon!!! I hope that y'all like it! Please leave comments on how I can make it better!! Bye!!!