Will you guys go onto my profile and vote on my poll?

I will reveal what story that is once I get over 20 answers.

I felt myself gasp.

Is he really gay? How can he be gay if he never dated anyone?

"Do you dislike me now since I said that?" Jeremy looks down with tears forming in his eyes.

"No. My cousin is gay. I don't find being gay bad Jeremy." I walk up to him.

"Are you going to turn gay? Or was that just a statement out of anger?" Jeremy looks up at me.

"I don't know. I'm falling for a guy though." I whisper to him.

"Who's the guy?" He asks. He seems a bit excited by this.

"I'd like to keep it a secret." I blush and starch the back of my head.

Jeremy frowns, but doesn't ask more.

"You want to shower first?" I ask him.

"Sure... I'd need more clothes though." Jeremy frowns.

"In my room." I tell him. "Take what you want."

The boy nods and leaves.

I head to my kitchen cause I am hungry as fuck.

I know I ate all our food last night, but I get hungry really fast.

I grab the pie I had and look for a drink.

"I still have beer?" I ask in amazement as I hold up a bottle. "I have six bottles!"

I take three out.

"Who cares if it's eight in the morning! I'm not going to leave my house today any ways."

Bottoms up!

...

(Switching POV by the way so you don't get confused)

I took a shirt and pants.

I blushed when I opened his underwear one. I didn't mean to find it.

I took a quick shower and went back down to the living room.

I heard singing and I found the clothes Mike was wearing in the middle of the floor. His hoodie, hat, and pants were there.

"Mike?" I call out as I pick up the clothes left behind.

"Jeremy! Make me coffee!" I hear him yell from the kitchen.

I head in there to find three empty beer bottles, an empty pie holder, and Mike... Who is only in his boxers...

"M-Mike, put your clothes back on!" I hold out the clothes.

Mike does this weird giggle. "No Jerebear. You can't make me."

"You're drunk, Mike." I walk to the man.

He picks me up. He does that weird laugh again.

"You're so small and cute."

I blush red when he said that.

"And you're too drunk to think clearly." I say quietly.

"Who said I was drunk? Yes I had a few, but not a lot." Mike pulls me closer to him.

I sigh. "I can smell how drunk you are by your breathe."

I try to free myself from his grasp, but failed when he pulled me closer to him.

"I really really like you Jeremy. You probably don't feel the same. I seem to annoy you too much. I'm really sorry." Mike hugs me.

I freeze. "I like you too, Mike. Though you can be annoying... Sorta right now is a bit annoying."

Mike sighs and let's me go.

"Drink with me Jere. I have enough for us to have equal amount." He whispers in my ear.

"I'm not 21 Mike. I could get in big trouble." I whisper back.

"Sh. Then we don't tell anyone. It'll be our secret." He loudly whispers.

"Mike, no."

"Jere, yes."

"No."

"Yyyyeeeessss." Mike laughs.

"If I try one, will you shut your mouth?"

"One hold bottle." Mike bouce happily.

I nod and take one.

I'm going to break the law. I could go to court. I could lose my good name...

But I don't care.

Mike open the bottle for me. "Here you go."

"Um. Bottoms up?"

"Bottom up."

Then I took a sip.