HOLD IT AGAINST ME
Britney Spears (though I listened to the Sam Tsui cover…)

Steam might as well have been rolling through the room. The air was heated and charged. The party was raging and Jeremy could feel the beat of the music slamming through the muscle in his chest, banging against his ribs. He leaned against a wall of the old house where it was happening and sipped his lukewarm beer. It was the end of the school year and even the class loner had been invited. Jeremy had been at a loss for anything better to do. Not to mention, it would probably be his last chance to see several of the seniors. He could tell himself that till he ran out of oxygen. The real reason was far more present. There was a small group of people dancing in the middle of the floor, pressing together and writhing to the beat. Jeremy knew he had no business being on any type of dance floor so he stayed where he was. Not to mention…the view was much better from here. He'd schooled his expression to one of practiced indifference. To onlookers, he was just looking off into space. In reality, he was staring quiet pointedly at one person in particular.

Tyler moved on the dance floor as if he could live there. Sweat glistened on the visible skin as he moved, eyes closed. People surrounded him but it was as if Tyler was on a completely separate plane from the rest of them. As if he didn't need them, he could be dancing alone. Jeremy wouldn't mind it if he did. Although, it would be a bit more obvious that he was watching if that was the case. It might have been a risk he was willing to take. But he would never have to find out. Jeremy told himself he was okay with that. He told himself it was enough. He took another swig of beer. He could lie to himself tonight. This was his night to misbehave. The song drifted off before switching to a slow one. There was a slight groan throughout the room, several people cleared off the floor, Tyler included.
"Hey Gilbert," he said, offering his hand. Jeremy took it a moment after picking his jaw up off the floor.
"Hey." He was not focusing on how hot Tyler's skin was. He wasn't. Honestly. He so was. God. Did his muscles have to be so defined? Jeremy's eyes hungrily followed the lines until they disappeared beneath his grey t-shirt and then onto his neck, finally to his face. "I didn't know you danced." He dropped Tyler's hand, sighing quietly at the loss.
"What? Oh…I don't. It's all about the confidence. Anybody could get out there and do what I do." Jeremy shook his head. They wouldn't look like Tyler if they did.
"I'd fall flat on my face." Tyler shook his head, stealing Jeremy's beer.
"Nah, it's all about the core," he touched his abs as he said it, "the hips." Jeremy's eyes might as well have been glued as Tyler moved his hips from side to side. "I dated a dance instructor for a while," he offered finally. Jeremy nodded. Made sense.

He sighed again. This shouldn't be happening. Gathering his courage he took the beer back from Tyler. He couldn't ignore the fact that Tyler's lips had just been on the bottle he was drinking from.
"Good party," he offered lamely.
"Yeah," Tyler said, smiling slightly. "You ready for summer?"
"Definitely," Jeremy said on a laugh. "How about you?" Tyler shrugged.
"Don't know. I'm trying not to stress about fall so I'm not really thinking about it at all."
"You worried about going to school?" Tyler shrugged, looking away.
"A little…I mean…just, everything." Jeremy nodded. Going away was hard enough.
"You'll be ruling campus in no time Tyler." Tyler laughed.
"Yeah if I don't have a punk like you making trouble for me." Jeremy laughed too. Tyler took the beer again, taking a short sip. Jeremy was almost desperate to say something more but a fast song burst through the speakers and Tyler handed the beer back. "Good talking to you!" Tyler shouted over the beat. Jeremy just nodded as he slid back through the crowd onto the dance floor. The lines of Tyler's back were addictive. Jeremy was torn between wanting to peel the shirt off of him and soak it through to see it better. Tyler would probably just laugh in his face if he ever admitted it. Jeremy frowned as he watched a girl practically throw herself on top of Tyler. He looked like he belonged there. The way her head just barely peeked over his shoulders was perfect. Unlike Jeremy's towering stature. He sighed to himself and allowed one last hungry look before setting his beer down. He really needed to get out of here. All this one sided lusting couldn't possibly be good for his health. Not to mention, Tyler was going away in a few months. Jeremy would most likely only see him fleetingly for the rest of his life. He'd get over it. The lust was momentary. That's what he told himself on the walk home, when he wasn't wondering what Tyler might have said if Jeremy had suggested they get out of there. While he wasn't fantasizing what might have happened if it had just been the two of them sharing a beer.

He was being stupid. Tyler was straight. So was he. At least he thought so most of the time. So it didn't matter if Tyler had known the truth. It didn't make one bit of difference that Jeremy hadn't told him. It didn't. Not even a little. Not one bit. It was okay, Jeremy acknowledged with a tiny smile. Tonight was his night to lie to himself.

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