Title: Friends
Summery: Brian and Andy meet up about three weeks after that fateful Saturday. They start to hang out and become friends. Is there a chance that they could become more then friends? Rated for language and quite possibly for sexual situations pending release of later chapters.
Couple:Brian/Andy
Disclaimer: I don't own Breakfast Club(Wish I did). This story doesn't even belong to me, it belongs to my twisted alter ego Icy, thought and given life by, so I'm a let him take over now.
Ice's A/N: Alright, I know that the few people who actually read this story are going to hate me for this, but....I have an alternate for this chapter as well. It's like this chapter is the next chapter after the original, and the one I'll post after this is what comes from the altered chap., so it'll be a regular storyline, and then a Altered storyline......well.....for a little while.....around the end of both chapters.....they fuse back together....in a way....^_^U....I confused myself just writing these, so if you get confused, just review/email me and I'll try to help you with the parts that didn't make sense...^_^U....oh, and another note...I just wanted Bender to kiss someone in this chapter itself, original and Altered versions, so....yeah....don't hate me please....and now on with the original chap...
Ch 3: 'For your Amusement'
"Yo sporto." I turn to see Bender standing by the bathroom. "What did I tell you about calling me sporto?" I ask, walking forward menacingly. "Hey back off jock-head." I look to see two of Bender's friends come up. "Hey, don't talk like that to him." They look at Bender like he's crazy as we shake hands. "You still in detention?" "Oh please, I gave that up a long time ago. Now I'm more into good grades and following rules." He says sarcastically, pulling out a cigarette. "Ha, ha, ha. Funny." I say swiping the cigarette he just lit from him and taking a drag. "You asshole." He says swiping it back and taking a drag of his own. "I wasn't done with that." I say, swiping it back and taking another drag. "I hadn't even started on it. And it was mine to begin with." He says swiping it back. We did this for about a good 3 minutes, not bothering to block the others hand from taking the cigarette. "Whatever, I gotta go. Class and such." I say, letting John snatch the cigarette away for the last time. "Whatever. Later Andy." I look back and he's already walking off down the hall. "Later John." He looks back and glares. "ASSHOLE!!!" He yells down the hall. I chuckle, already walking off.
Brian's P.O.V.
"Mr. Johnson, mind telling us why you want to stare out the classroom window all day instead of pay attention to class?" 'Because I already know more then half the stuff you THINK you're teaching.' I think to myself. "WHAT?!?!" I look at Ms. Talbert and see the snickering faces of the students. "Oh, sorry ma'am. I didn't really mean-" "Principals.......now." She said with a deathly calm that made me, as well as half the class, pick up our books, and rush towards the door. "JUST....him." She said pointing to me. I was already out the class, down the hall, and walking into the office before the other students turned to look at who she was pointing too. Alright I wasn't that far, but I knew I'd sign up for the track team after school today. "Sorry." I say bumping into someone. "No problem." I freeze as I hear the voice. I turn to see Andy standing in front of me. "Oh....hey." I say to him. "Why are you out in the halls, you don't wanna be in class either? I find that hard to believe, unless Bender is getting to you." "I wanna be in class, but I got thrown out." "Wow, Bender is getting to you." He says. I lightly punch him in the arm. He flinches and I look at him and then my hand, shocked at my own strength. "I was kidding." He says. "Oh." I say simply, look down at the ground. "You are such a kid." Andy says. I look at him and he's walking off down the hall. I follow Andy diligently until we reach the doors to the front of the school.
"Where are you going?" I asked. "I don't have practice today, and I already know we have no homework in my classes, so I'm ditching today." He said. He opens the door and turns to look at me. "You coming?" I look at him and wonder what I should do. I contemplate weather or not I should go with him. I weigh all the possibilities of me getting in trouble, the possibilities of my mom and dad killing me, the possibilities of me being homeless and expelled by next week. Then I contemplate the possibility of Andy and me finishing what we started yesterday and this morning, and I look at him and smile. "What are we waiting for?" I ask. He just shakes his head and chuckles to himself. I distinctly heard the words, "Definitely getting to him..." Muttered under his breath, but I didn't say anything. We leave out and walk towards his car, silent. When we reach his Trans Am, I look towards the school recomptemplating, then I just let my thoughts drift to Andy for 1 millisecond to long and I hop in the car with him. "So where are we going today?" He ask me. "Well.....I chose last time, so why don't you choose this time?" He thinks for a second and then this weird gleam comes over his face. Sort of an evilness to it; Giddy and child like, but with a grin that would make Chucky proud. "What did you decide on?" I ask. He looks over at me and just stares. "Andy what are you- please stop that, I don't wanna get pulled over again." I say noticing him speed up. He slows back down and looks back towards the road. "You'll see, don't worry." He says. I look out the window and wonder why in the world I got in the car with him.....and then I remember who the him is and smile.
Andy's P.O.V.
I look over to Brian to wake him up, but I stop and look at the serene look on his face. I almost didn't wake him. He reminded me of an angel, or what I'd seen of them in old books and art work. I sigh and notice our destination in the distance. "Were almost there." I saw after what seems like days but is really only a couple of seconds. Brian wakes up from his sleep and looks around. He reminds me of a child with the dazed look on his face. 'It's so cut- I know I said I'd never turn you off again, but seriously, the factory is about to be shut down.' I think as my brain keeps drifting into impure thoughts about Brian. "Where are we?" He asks. He looks out the window and, jumping, noticeably, he turns to me, wide eyed and staring at me with pure terror in his eyes. "Andy....please tell me were passing that up." I shake my head no and he groans, putting his face in his hands. I hear what sounded like, "I am so not getting out of this car." but it was muffled by his hands. I pull into the parking lot and finally find a good parking spot near the entrance. "Come on, out we go." I say. I open my door and then look back to see Brian making no move what so ever. I think of what I can do to torture him into getting out. I grin as I think of the joy I get out of my idea as well. "Time to go." I say. "I'm not going any- what are you doing?" He says as I close my door. I get up a little in my seat and turn towards him. I start to crawl over to his side and open his door, making sure my hand was on the seat between his legs. 'Oh the joy I get. So close, yet so far.' I think sarcastically at the irony of the moment and the statement.
"Andy, look I just don't wanna go- OK I'm out." He says rushing out the car. "I wasn't actually gonna sit on you." I say getting out. He holds his hand to his chest, breathing heavily. 'Did I really sit on him and squash him?' I think, then mentally kick myself for the impure thoughts that one statement made. "Andy, why here? I mean I know that I said you could pick, but-" "It's fine." I say, cutting him off. "You don't have to get on any of them if you don't want to." He sighs a sigh of relief and I grin, unbeknown to him, knowing he's getting on every one I get on, and that would be all of them. We get to the counter and I get two tickets. "Let's go." I say ushering him inside. I look around and then grab hold of him and drag him towards 1 with a semi-small line. "Andy...where are we going? I thought you said I didn't have to. Did you lie? Please tell me you didn't lie. I don't like to be lied to, it hurts my feelings. Please tell me you didn't intend on doing this to hurt my feelings, cause that would be cruel." I was this close to just turning on him and hugging him, telling him I'd never hurt him intentionally and that I would forever make sure that his feeling stayed....un...hurt......yeah. Anyway, I said almost. We get in line as the car pulls up. "NEXT GROUP!!" The man yelled into the line, I drag him to the front car, pushing a group of 10-12 year olds outta the way. "Andy, why are you torturing me like this?" He says as I snap him in. The car starts to move once every ones in and starts to go up.
"Oh...my.....I'm sorry for never cleaning my room right when my mom told me to," I look over to see Brian placing his hands together. "I'm sorry for biting my cousin when I was 5...and 9.........and again when I was 13," I almost start laughing my head off at that, but I just silently chuckle to myself. "I'm sorry for telling my teacher that I hated his class and then made fun of his wig behind his back with my friends......" "Is that It?" I ask him. "Shh I'm thinking." He says, fear in his voice. He looks towards the sky pondering, and, somehow noticing it getting closer, he seemed to remember something. "Oh yeah, and I'm sorry for telling my friend she had a fat AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" Brian yells as the Rollercoater finally plunges. I start laughing as Brian clutches the handle and screams even more. I'd never heard this much of his voice before. 'Then again, I don't think anyone has.' I think to myself. As we come to the final drop on the coaster, it stops. "Andy, what's going on?" He asks. The track in front of us splits and something starts to rise outta the ground. "Were one of the 100th groups?" I ask myself. "What, were what? What does that mean? What ride are we even on?" "The Reaper." The look of fright in his eyes told me he realised what was about to happen. The reaper was a widely known coaster. Every 100th group that got on, they'd pull out an extra loop at the end of the coaster, except the car didn't run on electricity then, it was dragged down the drop and then sorta sling shot ed into the loop.
"Andy.....I hate you." He says and the car starts to get dragged. He tries to contain his yell as we speed up, but once were sling shot ed, he let's out the loudest yell he's made, even louder then the 11 year old girls behind me combined. As we go up through the loop, his yell almost turns into a sort of screech. Then, I realise, it's not him that's screeching. "ANDY WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!" Brian yells at me. The coaster, for some reason, stops upside down on the loop. "Brian just calm down." I tell him. Truth is, if he wasn't screaming, I would. I was afraid of heights. I can get on a rollercoaster, cause when we get up high, I can tell myself, 'It'll keep going, it wont stop, this is all planned out.' THIS, however, wasn't planned, it wasn't supposed to stop, and seeing barf fall from 1 of the kids in 1 of the cars behind us was not helping the situation. The car jerks and everyone, and I mean EVERY one, screams. "Andy, I know that were probably gonna die now, so I wanna get this out before we do. You've become one of my best friends and I really really like hanging out with you. So I guess what I'm trying to say is that I Lo-" The car starts to go and were pulled down the loop. "You know what, never mind." He says quickly. Once were back into the gate, the man operating the ride apologizes to us and hands us all free passes for our next ride on that coaster. We get out and walk over to where the concession stands are. "You alright?" I ask him. "I'm fine." He says. We walk for a couple of feet and then he stops me, holding up a finger as if to say, 'Wait one second.', then runs to a nearby garbage can and pukes his guts out.
I walk over and rub his back and feel a little sorry for dragging him on the ride. "You wanna get on another one?" At this, he throws me a death glare and continues to hurl his breakfast up. "Come on, let's go sit down somewhere." I say, leading him to a seat near a garbage can. "You alright?" I ask again. "Yeah, well now anyway." He answers. "I would ask if you were hungry, but I'd guess not." I say. "You, my good sir, would guess correctly." He says laying his head down. I look around at more rides, slower and/or shorter. Low ones as well, but more for my sake. Seeing none, I look around for something Else to do and see the carnival games. "Come on." I say tapping his shoulder. He looks up, and I almost wanna cuddle him at the dazed look on his face. Almost I said. We walk over to look at some of the games and I notice him eyeing one with particular interest. "You like that game?" I ask him. "Huh?...Oh...kinda." He says, looking embarrassed I caught him. "Let's go play then." I say to him. He looks at me like Christmas came early. I pay the man at the counter and he hands me a bucket of baseballs. "Step right up. Who can do it? You, my good sir? You are gonna have a tough time with this game. Knock down 5, win a prize, 4 to 1 and you sir are done. Alright then, come on, you can do it. It's fairly easy, there's nothing to it." The man ducked as the baseball came spiraling towards his head. "Jeez, no need to get touchy." He said, stepping to the side of the counter, out of my pitching range....unless I turned. Which I almost did, that is until Brian placed a hand on my arm and told me to calm down. I smiled down at the touch and then pitched the balls I had.
He was right, It was fairly easy. I knocked down 4 and the 5th, which I knew was glued to the table thanks to the 'Great Book of Cheating Carnival Games' my brother got for me last Christmas, I pitched at the base of the bottle and it shattered. "How did yo....I'll kill that author." The man at the counter said as I just beamed, waiting to pick out my prize. "Well whatever, what'll it be kid?" He asked. I saw this really cool football that was signed by one of the most famous football players of all time. I look at the man and I'm about to tell him to give me the football, but I see Brian out of the corner of my eye. "What do you want?" I ask him. He turns away from the corner he was staring at, hoping I hadn't noticed, but I think he knew I had. "Nothing, it's fine. You won, so it's your prize." He says. He makes the mistake of looking back at the corner and I see the stuffed Bear that's sitting there with the name 'Andy' written on a heart it's holding. "The bear please." I tell the man. "What?" Brian and the man ask in perfect synchronization. "The bear." I stated simply. The man shrugs and picks up the bear and hands it to me. I take it and hand it to Brian. "Um...thanks..." He says. "Don't mention it." I say as if I just gave him the notes to some test we were gonna have. "Come on." I said, ushering him back towards the carnival rides. He, reluctantly, followed, hugging the bear to his chest when he thought I wasn't looking, and hanging it to his side when he thought I was. "It's getting late. What do we do now?" I asked Brian. I turn to see he isn't even listening. He's just staring at 1 of the rides intently.
Brian's P.O.V.
I really hate rollercoasters, but the regular rides, like the Big Drop and the Water Slide, and the Kidd rides, like the Tea Cups and the Merry-Go-Round, I have no problem with. So when I saw the 1 ride that's said to be the next best romantic thing to the 'Tunnel-of-Love', I was in complete and total awe. "Hey Andy?" I said to the air. "Brian look, Bumper cars. Let's go." I turn, noticing the fear in Andy's voice and when I see him staring at the ride I was looking at, I started to grin. 'He's afraid of heights isn't he? That's why his voice was a little panicked when we got stuck.' I grinned, thinking of the many ways I could use this to my advantage. "Why can't we get on that one? I thought you came here for the rides?" I asked him. I gave him my best Fluffy Bunny look(1). "Um.....huh....fine, let's go." He said. I grinned cheesily. "Thanks." I said dragging him towards the ride. "One second." I told him. I went over to the man who was working the ride and slipped him a $10. "Ok we can go." I said when I got back to Andy. "What was that about?" He asked me as soon as I walked over. "Oh, he's just a friend of my fathers. I wanted to say hello." I said. 'If he buys this I will be forced to jump head first into the carriage to prevent jumping him in all his clueless cuteness.' "Oh, ok. Well let's get on- are you alright?" He and three others ask me. "I'm fine." I say from my upside down position in the carriage. As the door closes and the ride begins, we rise higher and higher. I look out the window at the lake and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. The sun is setting, exactly half showing, and the other half under the horizon of the lake, which gives a brilliant shine from the light beams from the sun. Birds are flying past the sun, boaters are going around in their pedal boats, and I'm almost in tears as I see a faint sign of a rainbow. "It's beautiful." I say. "Yes you are."
"What?" I turn towards Andy. "What what?" He ask. "I said, 'It's beautiful.', and then..." "Then what?" "You said, 'YOUR beautiful'..." Andy looks at me for a moment and then realization hits him. "I...I didn't...I mean I may have said that but....it's just.." I stare at him as he thinks of words to say. I lean over, about to tell him it's ok, he doesn't have to say anything, but our eyes meet and we both freeze. I keep leaning, Andy backing up against the carriage. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I keep leaning towards him, towards his face, towards his li-And were not moving. I look out the window as the ride stops. "Brian.......what's going on?" He ask. I smile as I think on my original plan. "I'm not sure. The ride was supposed to keep going and-are you alright?" I ask as I see Andy start to hyperventilate. "I'm fine." He says shakily. "Look, it's fine, we'll be down in no time. For now, let's just make the most of our time up here." I wiggle my eyebrows cheesily in the hopes of calming him down. "Wait a minute......the guy who runs the ride...you don't really know him do you?" I turn towards the window. You know were really high, what if this thing fell." I say trying to torture him away from the subject. "Oh no you don't." I turn to see him leaning closer to me. "You wanted me all alone up here didn't you?" He says in a voice so seductive that I almost ripped my clothes off and told him to ravish me right then and there. We were about 4 stories high, the only ones who would see us are pigeons and low flying airplanes.
"No, that's not it." I say. "I don't believe you." He says leaning closer. It's then that I realise that I'm lying down and he's on top of me, leaning over me. "Um Andy, can you move?" His knee began to press into a VERY inappropriate spot. "Um........yeah...." He says. He doesn't move, unless you count leaning down towards me a movement. I didn't. It was more so as if I was looking into a camera at someone lying down and I was leaning in with it. I almost cry when I see me pull away with the camera. "Were moving again." He states simply. "What?" I ask dazed. I look out the window and, sure enough, the car is moving again and we start to make our decent. "Um, Andy...?" I let the question hang in the air. "Huh? Oh, sorry." He says getting off of me and my private quarters. As the car is about to reach the bottom, a thought crosses into my head. 'Did I really just do that? Was I seriously flirting with Andy? Not only that.....did I actually want him to STAY on top of me?' I look over at him and wonder what he's thinking.
Andy's P.O.V.
'I really was flirting with him just now wasn't I?(2)' I ask, among other things, myself. "So, what now?" I ask as the car reaches the bottom and the doors are opened. "No idea." He replies. "Did you two have fun?" The man ask. We look at each other and then turn away, blushing. "I'll take that as a yes." He says letting the next couple on our car as we leave. "Well.....that was awkward." I say. "Extremely." He agrees. "So....Hungry?" I ask. He nods and we head towards the concession stand and I order us both a drink and a hot dog each. "Now about our plans after this-" "They will include an orgy with lot's of groping and thrusting." I turn shocked towards the new voice and Brian tries not to choke on his drink. "Calm down, you'll be the first person in history to drown from a cola." I hear a second voice say. I glare at Bender before turning to greet the second person, wondering how they maneuvered around me without me seeing them. "Oh, hey Allison." I say to her. "Hey Andy." She says, Brian, still coughing slightly, forgotten. "How have you been?" I ask her. She just shrugs and turns back to check on Brian. As she turns, her hair falls from around her face bit and I see a bruise on her eye. "Who did that to you?" I ask, anger rising in my voice. "What? Oh-YIKES...um......are you okay?" Brian ask her after going through more emotions and facial features then a stage actor.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it." She says. Before I can continue with my questioning, Bender comes over and grabs my private. "Hey there Sporto, how they hanging?" He asks me. "Bender, do you mind telling me why your clutching me in such an inappropriate fashion?" I ask him. "I will tell you, my good friend, as soon as you mind telling me why your not pulling away from me while I'm clutching you in such an inappropriate fashion." He turns and winks at Brian. "Enjoying the show?" He asks him. "Um...I uh....well........Allison?" He asks her. She's already walking toward the parking lot. "I'm that way." Brian says and rushes after her. "So, we letting the girls talk huh?" I look at Bender and wonder what he means before glaring at him. "Shut up." "Hey it was only a joke. So, when are you gonna tell him?" He ask. I looked over shocked. "What are you talking about?" I ask him. "You've got the hots for him, and it's beyond obvious that the guy worships the ground you walk on, so when are you gonna take your hands off of your own junk and put them on his?" I stop and stare, not even moving, at Bender's comment. He just looks at me, waiting for an answer that would never come, well, not for him anyway....and not in that way either....I am so beyond sick. "Look, even if I....might like him. He'd never like me back, and so it's just a waste of time." I reason with him.
"Trust me sporto, he's got the hots for you. Actually," At this, he grabs my chin and pulls me in for a light kiss. "Most people do." He says as he pulls away. "You have so got to realize how hot you are, cause if you don't, it will be a terrible tragedy for all mankind, not WOmankind, MANkind." He jokes. I just give him a, 'oh ha ha, funny, NOT' look and walk off to where Allison and Brian are talking. "So, what now?" I ask them when I get over to them. "I should get home, It's getting late." Brian says. "I'll take you home then." I say, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards my car. "Let's go Ally, the lovebirds wanna be alone." Bender says. I turn to look and get a....surprisingly a kiss. "Bender......what the hell?" I ask him. "Well, I'm horny, I haven't kissed anyone in a while, and you look hot in those jeans, what was I gonna do, kiss Brainiac?" He says pointing to Brian. "Hey.....I'm....kissable." Brian says, semi hurt. "Ignoring you now, let's go Brian." I say wondering when Bender went Bi and why no one told him(3).
Brian's P.O.V.
"I had fun today." I say when were on the road. "Yeah me too." Andy says. We continue on in silence until Andy starts to turn onto my street. "Brian, I gotta ask you something, but I don't know how to." He says. "What is it?" I ask. "Well, you know on the Ferris wheel, when we were watching the sunset?" I curse to myself, wondering where a crash cart was when you needed it as my lungs pretty much went on strike. I kept hearing, 'Hell no, we wont blow.' in my head, then I shut off my brain from the impure thoughts that came with those words....then turned it back on to answer him. "Yeah, I remember.....what about it?" "Well.....I got the feeling that.....maybe..." "Yeah?" I asked. "Were at your house." He says stepping out. I turn to see my house and vow to burn it down when he leaves. He opens my door for me an helps me out. "Thanks." I say, wondering why he helps me, even though I'm a guy and this wasn't a date....or was it. 'Let's see, we went somewhere fun, got on rides together, got on a romantic ride together, I almost molested him, he paid for food- OH MY GOODNESS!!!' I think to myself as I realize we had just finished up a 'Didn't-realize-it-was-a-date Date'. "So you were saying?" I asked him when we were at my door. "Never mind, it wasn't important anyway." "No tell me, I wanna know." "....Fine.....I just......I got the feeling that the ride......meant......more then it seemed.....did it?" I look down at the ground. "What do you mean?" I look back up and he's closer then he was before. "I mean...did you...I mean...." He stops talking as we lean towards each other. (A/N:.....yes.....I'm doing it again...)
"BRIAN GET IN HERE NOW!!!" My mom yells, me and Andy already apart before the door was fully open. "Sorry....I gotta go." I say to him. "It's alright....call me later okay?" He asks. "Sure," I say, he's halfway away from the porch before I call him back. "...Hold on....mom, can you give us a minute?" I ask her. "No, I need to talk to you about being more responsible, unless you want to have your friend hear you get yelled at about not taking care of your sister-and where are you going?" Andy just gives me a weird look as I walk off my porch towards him. "Brian what is i-" I just pull him in and give him one of the sloppiest kisses I'm sure he's ever had. (A/N:.....This is the part where I say Psyche...^_^...)It was just lips, no tongue, but the way I crushed my lips against his and the way I was holding his face looked like something out of a bad Teen Drama. I pull away slow and open my eyes. Andy is standing there, eyes closed, mouth opening and closing like a fish. I giggle and he snaps his eyes open. "Well....goodnight." I say. "G-good-n-ni-night." He manages to get out as he stumbles to his car. I almost burst out laughing when he turns to wave and then turns back and runs face first into the passenger door. "Later Andy." I say turning and going into the house. "Hey mom, what's for dinner?" I ask her walking into the house. "Uh....uh..." She stutters out before slamming the door. A few moments later it rings. My dad answers it and comes back with a pizza. "Hungry Sport?" He asks me. "No, I think I'll head up to bed..." I say as I go up to my room. I think over the days events and smile wondering what Andy's thinking right now. I then frown and hope that I haven't killed our friendship...
And were done here........alright......don't hate me, like I said, but the next chapter will be up after this.....oh, almost forgot
1)Fluffy Bunny look- Better then the Puppy dog look cause with the puppy, you rely on your eyes and mouth, with the bunny, you rely on your nose, poking it out and wiggling it to make yourself look cutesy. If you are courageous you can make your eyes look soulless, it adds evilness but extra cuteness to the look
2)I know that that wasn't flirting, it was straight foreplay, but for the sake of the story, it's gonna be
3)Bender is with Claire, loves her very much, but he has homoerotic tendencies, like kiss Andy...or Brian.....you'll see in the next chap....
Well...I guess that's it....R&R....^_~...