~Adam

 “NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP”

 “NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN.”

 “NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND.”

 “AND HURT YOU”

 I stopped jumping on the bed and stared at Ezra. This bitch just said the wrong fucking lyrics. Ezra looked at me with wide eyes.

 “What?”

 “You said the wrong fucking lyrics.”

 “I did?”

 “Yeah, Ezra. You did.”

He continued looking at me for about five seconds before laughing, “Oh fucking well.”

 I scoffed and jumped off the bed. A certain smell reached my nose. I breathed in deeply and looked at Ezra.

 “Is that weed?”

 He shrugged at me and walked over to his computer. As he sat down, I left his room and went downstairs. The smell got stronger as I went towards the kitchen. I really hate that smell. You’d think that something so good would actually smell good.

 My eyebrow quirked up as I looked at Adrienne. The way the thick smoke left his lips made me squirm. I walked over to the couch he was sitting on. He didn’t seem to notice me until I sat down. I watched as his eyes opened quickly. His eyes snapped to me as he lifted the blunt up to his lips.

 “Do you want something?”

 My eyes focused on the lucky blunt that was in contact with his pink plump lips.

 “Uh…”

 “Do you want some?” He cocked his head to the right as I continued to stare. “I see your mouth is open but nothing’s coming out.” He smirked at me as he rose up, the blunt still in his hand. As he got closer I started to regret sitting next to him. He had gotten so close that our noses were almost touching.

 “Boo!” He pushed his head out at me as he shouted. Out of fright, I fell on my back. Adrienne chuckled as he got closer to me. Right now, his left hand was at the side of my head and his body was on top me. Well, it was almost on top of me but I swear the air between our bodies barely had room to breathe. My eyes went down to his hand. I watched it move as it brought the blunt to my lips.

 “Well?”

 I looked up at him and was pulled in by his captivating eyes. They were the same as Ezra’s except for the mischief lurking within them. His smirk grew deeper as he looked at me. I opened my mouth and the blunt went in. I closed my eyes as I breathed in. I opened my mouth as I had enough. I felt Adrienne get away from me and my eyes opened to the sight of him walking away from me.

    Did I do something wrong? Ugh, whatever. That guy’s weird.

 Deciding to get comfortable, I took out my phone from my pocket and texted Ezra to come downstairs. I proceeded to scroll through Tumblr as I waited.  After seeing a couple of black and white dick pics I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

 “Cause you couldn’t just shout for me?”

 I smiled at Ezra and said,” I don’t understand why you seem surprised. You should know that laziness controls my actions.”

 “Anyway,” He plopped down beside me. “You wanna go to the beach?”

 “You mean the place where sand uses my balls as shelter?”  Ezra smiled at me, nodding.

 “I think I’ll pass.” I looked at him as the smile on his face faltered. He got off the couch and before I knew it I was over his shoulder. Shit.

 “Well, I honestly don’t give a shit about your answer. We’re going to the beach.” He went upstairs as I gripped his shirt tightly. I swear if this fucker drops me I’m going to eat all of his food.

 He stopped and I heard him knock.

 “We’re going to the beach! Get dressed.” Oh, that must be Adrienne’s room.  We reached his room and he dropped me on the bed. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out two pairs of swim shorts. After throwing a pair at me he starts to undress.

 “You know, I didn’t hear a please.” I frowned at him. In the middle of putting his swim shorts on he lifted his head up to look at me.

 “You know, I don’t really give a crap .” He chuckled and pulled his shorts on as I got comfortable on the bed.

 “I'm not getting dressed until I hear a please.”

 “OH MY GOD, ADAM.” He rolled his eyes. “You're like the most difficult person I’ve ever known.”

 “Love you too.” I laughed and started to get dressed.

 The door opened and I glanced at Adrienne before returning to getting dressed. I pulled my shirt off and threw it on the bed. I was about to take my pants off until I realized that Adrienne was still in the room.

 “You like what you see?” I smiled at him as he continued to look at me. He was still wearing his regular clothes, not that I minded. After a second he turned to Ezra.

 “I'll be waiting in the car.” Ezra nodded and Adrienne left the room. I changed into the swim shorts and grabbed my phone off the bed. I put it on Ezra’s dresser. With my luck, it was better to leave my phone here.

 “Alright, let’s go.”

 I followed Ezra out of the room and we went downstairs. I walked quickly to the kitchen and opened the cabinet that had the pop tarts. I decided to take the entire box and left the house. I entered the backseat of the car. Adrienne was driving while Ezra was in the passenger seat.

 “You're such a fatass.”

 I looked at Adrienne through that mirror thingy. I think it’s called a rear-view mirror. I don’t know, maybe I’m wrong.

“As you can see now, I am perfectly in shape.” I gestured to my abs and smiled at him. “Being gay doesn’t mean that I’m gonna have a lanky figure and a nice butt. No, I’m gonna have an amazing figure and a nice butt.”

 “Wait, you're gay?” His eyes widened.

 “Nah, I’m this new kind of heterosexual.” I answered. “Instead of liking vagina, I like male genitalia.”

 “God, you’re sarcastic.”

 “Dude, you don’t even know.” Ezra popped in.

 Luckily, we weren’t too far from the beach so the car ride wasn’t that long. I got out of the car as soon as it came to a stop. I held the box of pop tarts close to me as we walked over to the sand.

 “Fuck this sand is hot!” Ezra cursed.

 “Should’ve worn socks like me.” I laughed. My known enemy was sand. It always liked to cling to my balls and burn the hell out of my feet. Because of this, I decided to invent this amazing piece of clothing called the Sock.

 I dropped down close to the water wear the sand was cool and wet due to the constant incoming waves. Ezra went in the water and started swimming around. I looked over at Adrienne as he sat down next to me.

 Shit, this is awkward. I looked away and laid back. As soon as I did, I sprung up.

 “Fuck!” The sand was scorching hot. I heard a laugh and turned to Adrienne. “Something funny?”

 He shook his head, biting his lip. “Nope, not at all.”

 “So, how are you?”  I found myself staring at the lip between his teeth. He turned to me with a scowl on his face.

 “Why do you want to know?” His tone was cold and hard, matching his expression.

 “Jesus Christ.” I answered. “I was just asking.”

“Well don’t.”

 I turned away from him and focused on Ezra. I smirked as I watched him flirting with a girl. He was such a flirter. Anything with a pair of legs should beware. A year ago, I noticed that whenever Ezra was in a bad state, he liked to distract himself with sex.  I’m surprised he isn’t a father right now, that I know of.

 I glanced at Adrienne. His attractiveness was strong, too strong. Honestly, I'm not even comfortable right now. I would talk to him but he doesn’t seem like he wants to talk. I should’ve brought my phone. I have two choices. Join Ezra or attempt at a conversation with Adrienne and risk getting scolded.