Nicole POV:

"Felix?" I walked through the doorway.
He was on the bed, a blanket over his head.
"Felix...? I know you're depressed, but you can't sleep away the pain... You have to..." I was beside him.
"Felix...?" I asked again.
Why wasn't he answering me.
"F-Fe-Felix...?"
I shook him.
I lifted up the blanket.
"Felix??!" I asked.
He wasn't moving, he wasn't breathing.
My heart started beating in my ears.
"Felix? Felix?? Felix!" I said, shaking him.
He was gone.
"Oh my god..." I breathed.
"Oh my god....." I fell backwards and fell onto the floor, holding my knees.
I looked around, panicking.
Pills were spilt.
Felix wasn't murdered.
Felix had killed himself.
I started sweating and breathing really hard.
I screamed.
"LUUUUUKKKEEE!!!!!"
Luke ran into the room, panicked.
I was crying and kicking, just an emotional mess.
"Nicole... What's wrong?" he asked.
I stood up and ran to Felix.
"He's dead!" I yelled, crying.
"Oh no..." Luke walked over.
He paused and ran.
"LUKE?? LUKE! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" I yelled.
He ran back into the room and dumped water over Felix, who had turned blue.
"No! No! He's gone!" I yelled.
"Nicole..." Luke shushed me.
"DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND, HE'S DEAD, LUKE?!" I yelled, sobbing.
"I KNOW, NIKI, I KNOW." A tear ran down Luke's cheek, too.
He sat down next to me.
It was silent.
"I'll call the police." I said, finally, sorrowfully.
He nodded.

>> meanwhile <<

Basicallyidowrk POV:

"Hey, babe?" I asked Simone.
"Yes?" she called.
"I'm getting some of the guys and going to Evan's. We're supposed to play as you GTA." I said, putting on a jacket.
"Okay! Let me know when you'll be back." she said.
I smiled and called Tyler, Mini, Nogla, Moo and Lui.

**EXTREME SMUT ALERT**

Vanoss POV:

"You know what, Evan, I'm tired of being teased." he said.
I looked at him.
It was around ten in the morning.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"I can be dominant sometimes, too."
Delirious walked over to me and started kissing me.
"De-Delirious..." I moaned.
He got to my neck, kissing it, up and down, and nipping a little, and I knew it would form a hickey, but I didn't care.
"Delirious... D-" I moaned again.
"Call me by my real name, baby... I love it when you say my name." he winked and bit his lip.
"Oh my god..." I moaned.
He let out a moan, too, and got on top of me.
The guys were supposed to be here.
I'm sure they would just skip.

Marcel POV:

He left his door unlocked, Luke he said, so we all sat on the couch.
We turned on the TV, but the noise did not shut out the loud moan we heard.
We all glanced at the stairs.
"Ah, Delirious!!!" we heard a familiar voice say.
"Well, this is going to take a while." Moo sighed.
We all looked at him and laughed.
I stood up and grabbed some chips.
"Change it to 48, Tyler." I said.
We passed around the cool ranch Doritos.

Vanoss POV:

I moaned as Jonathan grinded his erection into mine.
"Jo-Jonathan..." I gasped.
"Say it like that, baby." he moaned.
"Jonathan... Jonathan.. I'm..." I breathed.
"Shh, not yet." he said, taking off my pants and then his.
"Jonathan... Ah..." I struggled to breath.
"Shh." he bit his lip and then started stroking me up and down.
My dick felt really hot, and I was blushing harder than I ever had before.
He then started deep throating me.

"Oh, Jonathan... Jonathan..." I moaned, gripping the sheets on our bed.
I released all over him.
He moaned, too, and then lifted up to talk to me, his mouth covered in sticky, white liquid.
"Bend over, Evan," he said.
I gasped and stood up and bent over the bed.
He started putting his fingers into me.
One, then two, then three.
He bit his lip as I looked down at him.
He played around inside of me and I started to imagine things.
"Are you ready, baby?" he asked.
I moaned and nodded.
He didn't insert himself into me immediately.
"Jonathan..." I moaned.
"What?" he asked, on top of me, grinding his dick onto mine, making me even harder. It was starting to hurt.
"Jonathan....." I moaned again, not able to breath.
"Tell me what you want baby." he gasped, too.
"Fu-Fuck me. Please." I blushed.
He winked.
"Please. Jonathan, please. Please do it." I moaned.
He grabbed me.
He kissed my lips and ran his hands through my hair.
I moaned again.
I was really sticky and sweaty.
"Please." my body ached for him.
I craved him inside of me.
I wanted him on me, immediately.
"Please, Jonathan, please." I moaned his name.
I pulled him closer, trying to convince him.
He hesitated and then, without warning, jumped inside of me, causing me to gasp and moan in pain.
"Ouch, Jonathan..." I said.
"I'm sorry, does it hurt? I can stop." he said, quickly.
"Yeah, no. Don't stop, please. Harder."
I imagined him pumping in me, fast and hard, pounding me up and down, his dick hitting my ass.
"Please. Harder. Faster." I pumped up and down on him as fast as I could.
He then jolted forward and grabbed my sides, keeping me steady.
He pulled into and out of me in a steady pattern.
"Say my name, Evay." he gasped.
I moaned.
"Oh Jonathan, Jon, Ahh..." I moaned, loudly.
I felt his liquid release into me, and even when he pulled out, I was still dripping, moaning, gasping for air.
He ran his fingers down my chest, up my neck and up to my lips.
He ran his finger along them, and slowly stood up.
"No.." I tried to grab his again, as my mind again filled with the wanting and the lust.
"Again." I pulled him on top of me.
"Not today, Ev." he blushed and laughed.
"Awwe." I said, falling back against the bed.
"Flattered you liked it though." He winked.
He smiled to himself, satisfied.
He gave me one last look up and down.
"I suppose a shower together wouldn't hurt though." he smiled and bit his lip.
I laughed and jumped up.
I hugged him behind, feeling kind of different because we were naked.
He opened the bathroom door.
"You first, my lady." he laughed and winked.
"Nope, you're the lady." I laughed.
"Fuck you, I ain't no lady." he laughed again.
"My pleasure." I grabbed him, kissed his lips, and picked him up.
"Hey!" he laughed as I closed the bathroom door, set his down, and yanked him inside.
He pinned me, trying to be dominant again, I guess, and we fell backwards into the tub, (we were too satisfied to be in pain from the fall,) Delirious on top of me, closer than ever.

We finally put our clothes back on when we were done, when we were too pained.
I was really, really sore.
But I didn't regret anything.

Tyler POV:

Sitting beside your boyfriend, with another gay couple rooms away having sex, really loudly, and then being teased by your boyfriend earlier and already being turned on,
Well, that's not good.
I bit my lip and tried to sit to where the secret in my pants could be hidden.
But of course Mini would notice, he knows that look. He knows it when... He looked down at me.
I blushed and looked away.
"Tyler?" he asked, smiling, suspicious.
"Uh... Craig." I said, trying to hide myself.
He was quiet and then moved, uncomfortably.
"You too?" he laughed, silently.
I blushed and then giggled really low.
"Er.... Yeahh..."
He smiled and pulled away.
He was quiet for a moment, thinking.
He then whispered in my ear.
"Play along."
He winked.
I nodded.
Then he stood up.
That was what got the guys' attention.
"You know what, I'm sick of your shit, Tyler. Tell me." he said.
"There's nothing to tell." I said, in a firm voice.
"That's bullshit and you know it." he said.
I shook my head.
"What's bullshit is your not trusting me." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"Whatever, Ty-" he began.
Basically interrupted.
"Guys... We're here to have a good time. Chill." he said.
"I'm not chilling." I said.
"You know what, you guys watch your fucking football," Craig said.
"Tyler, talk to me in the kitchen."
Like the kitchen at Evan's old house, this one had a door.
Perfect.
Craig acted mad, and I did, too, and he opened the door, let me go first and then closed it behind him.
He looked through the peephole to see if anyone was looking back at us or heading to us.
But everyone was still.
He laughed and ran back towards me, taking his shirt off, and pounced on me, already kissing me all over.
I laughed and started taking off my clothes, too.

Delirious POV:

"GUYS! GUYS! FELIX! FELIX!!!!!"
We then heard spread throughout the house. Nicole was screaming and crying.
We jumped up and ran downstairs.
"Where's Mini and Tyler?" Evan asked the others.
"Kitchen." Basically said, running our the house.
"I'll go get them. I'll hurry. Be right back." I rushed to the kitchen and opened the door.
Tyler and Craig didn't even look up from their fun.
I closed the door quickly and ran back to Evan.
"Where are they?" he asked.
"Let's just say that they should stay her because THEY SEEM A BIT BUSY NOW..." I said, grabbing his hand, and rushed out the door with him, trying to catch up to the others.