Chapter 7
Sebastian weaved through the crowd of thoroughly drunk teenagers and adults late that night, he was looking for Jason. He was feeling something very unlike him, he'd thought that Jason would be like all the other guys (or girls), they'd shag, they'd never see eachother again. But this time, Seb didn't want a one night thing, he liked this guy and he didn't want to screw it up.
He was going to invite him to join him and the others shopping in the town center the next day. When he found the teenager he was emptying the contents of his stomach into a trashcan. It was mostly just alcohol. Sebastian placed a hand on his back and he groaned lifting his head.
"Hey Seb."
"You look like shit," he comented.
"I feel like shit. 'Sides, I'm still hotter than you," he joked.
"Yeah, every gay guy here wants to fuck the drunk with his own alcoholic vomit down his shirt."
"You still love me though," he grinned.
"Sure, come on, I think you need to sleep and prepare for the glorious hangover you've earned."
"OK, Seb?"
"Yeah?"
"Can You stay wth me tonight?"
"Sure, just, don't throw up on the hair."
"I'll try, but no promises."
Sebastian rolled his eyes and led them to Jason's tent, shedding his shirt and laying beside the other boy. "Hey Jase?"
"Mmm," was the reply.
"Me and the guys are goin' into the city center, if you wanna join us."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Sure, wake me up with some pain meds though."
"Will do."
"Thanks Sebby..." Hugging Jason to his side, Sebastian fell to sleep peacfully.