Matt

Duncan did come round later on ,like he said he would, to bring me for that party. Turns out it was in this guy's, Scott's, room, which was kinda near mine.

Okayyy, this is going to be interesting. Totally fun, not awkward at all. Right. So, there I was, innocent ol' Matt, walking into the dorm room with my innocent friend Duncan, and the first thing I see when I step inside? Mello. With another guy attached to his fucking neck. There goes the no awkwardness part, straight out the window. I mean its not like I knew this guy, but I kinda liked him. And I was well aware that I was staring, and the way he glared at me from across the room said he knew it too. The awkwardness just increased even more. Thank God Duncan was there.

"There's Mello," he stated as if I didn't already know that.

"Er yeah, I know"

"And the guy with him is Luke."

Whoa, Luke? He's the one getting lucky with Mello? Right here, right now? Damn, I thought liked him. That was jealousy speaking, green, dangerous jealousy.

Wow, I really needed to get over Blondie soon. Why does he have to be so Goddamn hot? Its so not fair.

"Matt!"

Then I realized Duncan was calling me. "Oh, yeah?"

"Do you wanna get a drink?"

I peeled my eyes away from Blondie and nodded at Duncan. Yea, I hope they were serving alcohol, I really needed some. I walked off with Duncan to the dispenser.

Luke showed up behind me while I was getting my drink."Hey, Matt, right?"

I didn't want to talk to him! Life was NOT treating me well right now. "Uh yep. Liam...right?"

Of course I remembered his name, but he didn't need to know that.

"Luke, actually. From the pool, remember?" he corrected and smiled so genuinely I actually felt guilty for not liking him, but only for a moment.

"Yeah, I do. Where's Blondie?" shit I did not just call him Blondie out loud. "I mean like, Mello. Is he under post-drowning trauma or something?" Good save.

"Nah, he's doing well. He's at the party now, actually." hmm, he did not mention a thing about the little show I witnessed just now. Not that I expected him to. And he didn't need to anyway, it was already seen by half the school population who were at this party.

"That's good," I answered and took a sip of the drink. Beer, awesome. Luke filled up two cups-one for Mello, I presume-and grinned at me before announcing that he had to get back to his friends. Tch, he means Mello...

I rolled my eyes at his back once he was gone. He probably thinks he's better than me just cos he's a bit more good looking and managed to get into Mello first. Fucker.

"You don't like him?" oh, I was reminded of Duncan's presence.

"Not really..."

"Don't worry, you're not the only one."

"What?"

"As in, you're not the only one who wants to screw Mello."

Whoa where the hell was that from?

Duncan must have read my expression becuase he continued talking, "I could see you were jealous, Matt. Of Luke. Because of what we saw earlier. I'm not dumb." he obviously wasn't, I wasn't denying that.

"Just, forget it, Dunc-can I call you 'Dunc'?-lets go back in."

"Yeah, lets."

It was pretty boring the rest of the night, me and Dunc just sat on one of the couches watching everyone go by. Everybody looked like they were having loads of fun, except us, and especially not ME. Ugh. I didn't even bring a game with me. The only entertainment I had- if you could call it that- was watching Luke and Mello practically rape each other on the floor. Where the fuck was Nick?! And bloody hell. Mello drank like a fucking Russian. It was drink after drink for him, and Luke was feeding him all of it like there was no tomorrow. Kindof makes me suspect that Luke was doing it on purpose to get Mello severely drunk so he could bring him back to his room, lay him down on his bed and-oh God, stop brain, stop. I fucking hate you! You're making me sad, and a tad bit horny, but THAT'S besides the point. But if that was his plan, it sure was working. Mello was giggling and blushing like a damn schoolgirl, it was pretty obvious that he was wasted. The rest of his friends had already gathered around Blondie and Luke, and Nick had showed up too. There goes their 'alone time'.

"Duncan, my man! Hey!" a group of guys who looked even rattier than Duncan ran up to us and shouted. Whoa, Duncan actually had friends.

"Oh hey guys!"

"Come on man, I didn't know you were here. The guys are all gonna play a game of snooker, wanna join?" snooker? What the fuck?

Duncan looked over at me, as if requesting permission.

"Yo, he with ya? You can come along ta, man," one of the dudes said to me.

"Oh, no, its fine. You go ahead Dunc. I'll be waiting here for you." I replied, waving him off. He gave me an apologetic look before getting up and walking after his friends. Yeah, HIS friends. And he was their friend. Not my friend, theirs. This sucks so hard. Now I'm completely alone. Everyone else was laughing with their clique or drinking, or just hanging around, and I'm just sitting here isolated. I've never felt lonelier in my life. I sighed and contemplated leaving. It was already 10, and I was really starting to feel drowsy. I ran my hand through my hair and stood up. Maybe more alcohol would help rid me of this horribleness…

Ok, so the alcohol did help, a bit. It made me tipsy, which did make me feel less. So I brought my cup and headed back to the couch. Ohhhh great, some assholes took my spot. Fuck! I hate parties, and I hate people, and I hate SOCIALIZING! I was this close to smashing my cup onto the floor when I heard someone giggle from behind me. What. I turned around and was quite shocked when I saw Mello there, leaning against the table, striking a very…suggestive…pose…

"Uh, hey?" I tried to smile as innocently as I possibly could.

He giggled again. Yep, totally wasted.

"Erm, where are your friends?"

"They left m-me." He frowned and it was just so hot. "I'm so lonely…"

"Heh, really? Me too."

"Keep me company…please" he whimpered a bit at the end.

"Sure." Come one, Matt, suave mode.

His eyes opened wider and glistened in realization "Heyyyy, hold…on! You're that-giggles- lifeguard, right?"

"Yeah—"

"Thanks for saving—me…I haven't thanked you yet…right?"

"Well, no but it's fine—"

And suddenly, so suddenly, he lunged forward, and his hands were on my head and his lips were on mine and his tongue was in my mouth! Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I was so drunk of the pleasure that I didn't even pull away, or move, or react, or ANYTHING. I just stood there, soaking it all in because this is the best I've ever felt in a long while, and not just because I was making out with the sexiest person ever!

Then, his asshole friends had to come over and ruin it. "Whoa, Mello!" Geez you selfish bastards, you can't let me have him for one minute, can you?

"Hey, dude I'm sorry. We can't leave him alone for 5 minutes!" some dude with floppy brown hair said. He grabbed Mello's arm and pulled him off me while Mello just kept giggling and trying to grabbed hold of the floppy guy's hair. I swear I saw Luke give me a dirty look. Jealous? Heh heh.

"Er, it's ok…" I was still abit dazed, and I could still taste Mello in my mouth, which just made me want him more. Oh yeah, and somewhere in the process ravishing Mello's mouth, I had popped a boner, so that was cool.

Mello got hauled off by his friends when Duncan came back. "Hey, I won snooker, haha!...hey. hey, Matt?"

"Hmm?" I was still standing in the exact same spot staring into the air.

"You ok? You look a bit dazed…"

"Mello kissed me." I turned to Duncan and smiled, quite cockily, infact.

"Are you serious? Dude you're lucky"

"I know," and I did know. I was lucky, so damn lucky. If this was the reward I get for saving someone's life, I think I should rescue people more often.