The music was loud and bumping through the speakers and some song about partying like there's no tomorrow made all the kids go crazy on a makeshift dance floor by the fireplace. They danced around and moved to the strong beat while strobe lights painted the scene into a mixture of saturated neon colors, cutting through the dancing bodies into straight, defined shapes. A fog machine someone must have brought as a joke created big clouds of smoke around everyone, making the room look more like a club than a teenage boy's basement, which was exactly what it was.

Friday night. The best day of the week. This guy in my class Matt told everyone his parents had gone off on a trip to Spain for a week and of course he had to throw a no-parents-home party, hence the reason I was here. Almost everyone I knew from school was too, even some freshmen who had the guts to crash a senior’s party. Nobody seemed to care though, we were all just kids wanting to get drunk after all.

I sipped on my cup and laughed as I saw a girl rejecting a more than drunk dude by slapping him in the face and leaving, the dude in question being my friend Jaime. He stumbled towards me and fell next to me into the couch where I was sitting, he was so drunk he was out in a instant. Poor Jaime, can't ever handle his alcohol.

I placed a cushion behind his head and left him there with a patient on his shoulder, a couple taking the spot quickly after. Clearly they didn't mind having a body next to them while they made out.

I made my way over to the table that served as a bar and poured myself my third rum and coke of the night, sipped on it and grimaced at the fresh taste. I didn't even know why I drank this shit. I guess it was kinda fun. At least I wasn't a lightweight like Jaime, or the freshmen I saw earlier who were now literally going crazy on the dance floor, drunk out of their minds.

I could see some of my friends there too, jumping around and swaying to the music. The blonde one, Jenna,had a drink in her hand, but I noticed the two boys, Tom and Jack, didn't. And then I thought of a way to have some fun of my own.

I took the bottle of rum and walked towards them. They all cheered when they spotted me, Jenna raising her cup to me and I clinked it with the bottle.

"Uh oh," she grinned when she saw what I was holding and I nodded, bringing the bottle to her mouth and pouring some of the liquid for her to drink. She cheered once it was down, and I moved on to my next victims.

"Open up darlings," I yelled at my two other friends and they both laughed, I gave them two shots as well and then I was providing to the whole bunch of people dancing around me. I started dancing at some point too, taking sips for myself from time to time.

"Vic!" I heard someone calling me. I turned around, my feet still swaying to whatever beat was playing.

"Got some for me?" The boy with dark hair asked and I grinned in amusement.

"Kellin Quinn, are you sure?"

I could tell he'd have his fair share of drinks by now, which surprised me because I had never seen him drinking before, but I could also tell he handled himself pretty well for someone who barely drank, and I laughed when he shouted a "hell yeah" to my face and okay, who was I to deny alcohol to a guy, right?

I poured the rum into his mouth, spilling some of it onto the floor. Maybe I was the one who couldn't handle my alcohol. He scrunched up his face swallowing the liquid and I kept laughing while he did, then he took the bottle from my hands suddenly and gulped two more shots, his lips popping from the lid once he finished.

"Damn, Quinn!" One guy, I think Matt himself, shouted beside us and Kellin flipped him off, Matt laughed in response and kept dancing with a girl I didn't really recognize.

Kellin gave me the now almost empty bottle back and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks man," he smiled, turned around and started dancing with his group of friends.

I grinned and shook my head.

"Who wants some more?" I shouted to no one in particular, but then proceeded to down the rest of the bottle myself. What? There wasn't that much left anyway.

+

We stumbled into my room and I immediately locked the door behind me. He was pushing me into the wooden surface in no time, grinning before crashing his lips with mine in a hungry kiss. I put my hands on his hips and brought him closer, leaving no space between us at all. He gasped into my mouth once he felt the friction I caused and I took the chance to walk us to my bed, him plopping backwards on the soft surface. I quickly crawled up to his lips again and kissed him hard while straddling his hips, our movements creating that blissful friction from before once more.

"We're so drunk," Kellin giggled once I started kissing and biting his neck quite sloppily. I just grinned a lazy smile against his skin.

"Like we haven't done this sober," I whispered in his ear and I actually felt him shiver beneath me.

"Fuck, that's so true." He sighed and brought my lips to his again. His tongue invaded my mouth and I let him explore all he wanted while my hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. He took the hint and we helped each other out of our clothes, he kissed me once more and flipped us over.

"I've wanted to do this all night," he said, inches away from my face. I took a piece of his dark hair and put it behind his ear. I kissed him slowly.

"Me too."

He smiled.

The first time I saw Kellin was on sophomore year, when he transferred from another school to ours because it was closer to his home or something like that. At first I thought nothing of him, he was just a new kid on my class, but it wasn't long before I started noticing these little things he did, like how every Thursday he brought a new issue of some comic book he liked and he read it all through the day, even in class, and no teacher ever told him off. Or how he tapped his pen into the desk to this specific beat whenever class got boring or he didn't know the answer on a test. Or how he defended this girl Taylor once when she was being teased for her new haircut, resulting in them becoming friends afterwards. Or how he danced so carelessly at some party, which eventually I realized had been his first party from our school, and he literally gave no fucks to who saw him or not. Or how he always smiled whenever he talked to me. Always. Even if it was a boring question from class or to borrow a pen. He always smiled.

That’s how I realized I was a goner.

Of course, I didn't do anything about that. I didn't think much of my weird infatuation with Kellin back then, to be honest I thought it would just go away with time and when senior year started I made myself believe I was completely over it. Yeah, and then that Friday two months ago happened.

The first time we kissed we were in the locker rooms after soccer practice. Everyone had left already and I thought I was alone, so I started singing to a random song while I put on fresh clothes, only to then realize Kellin had been there the whole time. He laughed when he saw my mortified face, but then he said I had a nice voice and I shrugged him off. He told me he was serious and I pretended not to hear him, which resulted in us bickering at each other for like ten minutes until he shut me up by kissing me. And I swear it was the best way someone had told me to shut up in my life.

"You talk too much," Kellin had said that day, a flirty grin plastered on his face.

I didn't know what to say, I was in awe of him, I was hypnotized by his eyes. But then I reacted.

"Then let's not talk at all."

After that day I couldn't stop thinking about him. And when I got a text from an unknown number some days later, asking to meet them at some random address, I just knew it was him. And I knew I had to go. That was the day we did it for the first time, and it was also the day we came to an agreement with each other: no one would know about what we were doing, no one.

There was too much to lose, especially with Kellin's super conservative parents. And people at school would start fucking around with us too. Even when everyone claimed to be accepting and all that crap, they all still liked to gossip around and chime into everyone's business like it was their own. We didn't want to cause each other trouble and we didn't want to deal with anyone's bullshit, so we decided to keep it between us. And up until now it's worked. No one seemed to know about our secret. No one really had a clue. No one really had to know.

We also had different friends, he belonged to Justin's crew and I had my own group. Everyone in my grade was friendly with each other though, so whenever him and I spoke it wasn't something out of this world. However, it was harder to get alone time without anyone from our groups asking questions or tagging along. That breach between groups of friends was just something you couldn't get rid of, I don't know why, but it's just how things are, I guess.

We couldn't excuse ourselves out of hang outs either because it would be suspicious and we couldn't act differently whenever one of us was near the other, we had to keep it as casual as possible. Even when I was always dying to kiss him good morning every new day at school. I think it was only at parties that we got to spend time together without anyone asking questions. But that way we could always end up in my room afterwards, which was a very nice plus if you asked me...

"Vic," Kellin gasped my name as my movements became faster. “Don’t- Don’t stop.”

His little moans and sighs of pleasure were doing wonders to me and I knew I wouldn't last much longer this way.

"Shit y-you feel so good, Kell-" I breathed,  feeling that familiar warmness intensifying in my stomach.

He shifted on top of me, changing angles and holding onto my shoulders tightly and when he moved to kiss my neck I felt myself let go completely and he did as well no long after. Our heavy breathing being the only sound around us.

Kellin plopped down beside me trying to catch his breath, a blissed out smile formed on his face, definitely mirroring mine. Every time we did that it only got better and better. And it had only been twice until now. He was amazing, in every possible sense of the word.

"Wow," he said, evening out his breathing.

"Uh huh," I nodded, my eyes felt heavy but my body was so relaxed.

"Maybe drunk sex isn't that bad," Kellin laughed and I snorted. The dizziness in my head making me more sleepy than anything else.

"Come here," I put my arm around him and brought him to my chest. "Drunk or not, you're always something else." I glanced at the boy in my arms and smiled when I saw him fast asleep. And it didn't take much for me to doze off as well.