Okay, so here’s the deal, I’m terribly tired, slightly depressed and just waiting for this damn weekend to be over so I can ask out the girl I like on Monday. –Yawns- I still have half my Christmas shopping to do and I pretty much hate spending so much money on other people besides myself, I mean you don’t even want to know how much money I’ve spent in the last couple of weeks on Christmas gifts and I’m only half way done. Jaime is dragging me to the mall with her tomorrow and me, being well me; I’m dragging Lewy’s along with us, why? Because I’m a sadistic bitch, what else is new? He went to the store to get me chocolate though, soooo it’s all good!

Anyway, -scrunches up nose- Enjoy!

Sorry about any spelling and grammar mistakes but I didn’t want to bug my editor and I only had time to read over it twice before I almost passed out, I really should eat something today…..

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Blinking eyes, wide open, Kevvy started to panic when he didn’t realize where he was. Starting to hyperventilate he felt bile rising in the back of his throat as the strong rushes of air pressed into his lungs, making his vision grow fuzzy and his head start to pound from the severity of it.

“Oh god, shhhh calm down please, calm down” the startles soothing voice made Kevvy calm his breathing, especially when a cooling hand ghosted across his forehead and down his neck.

“Well shit” mumbled another voice, ice blue eyes lined with black, staring alarmingly hazy at the now calmed down black and blue haired teenager who was now leaning into Deryk’s touch.

“Where am I?” he whimpered in a surprisingly vulnerable voice, startling both boys.

“Safe, at my house,” Matt the black haired teen with blonde chunks throughout it said with a now soft, soothing, comforting voice.

“My moms a nurse on maternity leave,” Matt started, “She just about had a conniption when she saw the state you were in,” he concluded, trying not to grin, seeing this as an inappropriate time to do so.

“Ugh” Kevvy groaned, slamming back onto the bed he had been stretched out on before, whimpering as the movement jarred both his head and his stomach.

Not knowing what else to do, both Deryk and Matt both exchanged glances before moving to either side of Kevvy, Matt pulled the teens head into his lap, not caring how awkward this might be for him, and he ran his hands up and down his warm, almost frighteningly hot shoulders and forearms.

Deryk, pushing a piece of red hair from his face, now gently ghosted his hands up and around his chest and navel.

Usually, Kevvy would have let true emotions about what he though about this fly across his dace but at the moment, the only thought rolling around his mind at the moment was sleep.

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Eyes fluttering open once again, Kevvy took in a long shuddering breath to steady his nerves as he found himself squished on a comfortable bed in-between two bodies, both with there arms around his waist.

“Zuh” he whimpered out as he realized that he had to dispose of his bodily fluids, in other words, he had to take a piss, bad.

Trying to wiggle out of the hold both boys had on him, Kevvy let out an exasperated sigh slash groan as they both just tightened there grip on him subconsciously.

Finally agitated enough, Kevvy rotated his hips forward and into Matt’s, rubbing his pelvis hard against the other teens.

With a moan, his clear blue eyes flung open pulsing with undisguised lust, surprising Kevvy.

“Umm” He gulped out.

“What is it?” Matt breathed out, shifting slightly so that his obvious excitement wasn’t too obvious.

“I have to go to the bathroom!” he whined out, shuddering as Kevvy gently ran his hand down Matt’s chest. Shuddering and suppressing a moan, Matt quickly pushed himself off the bed and away from Kevvy’s grinning form and wandering hands.

“Second door on the left” he groaned out, shuddering as Kevvy rolled off the bed and brushed past him.

“Thanks!” he chimed out as if he had not just seduced his hot classmate…though he had yet to attend a class.

There’d be hell to pay for that later.

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Deryk glared up from his place on the low, Japanese styled bed, shooting daggers at Matt.

“Oi! Don’t look at me like that!” Matt exclaimed defensively at his best friend.

It was well know to everyone that Matt and Deryk were both gay, both open and both best friends.

They had tried dating once, it hadn’t worked out well, they had stayed best friends though, not willing to wreck their friendship over curiosity.

“Flirting!” Deryk growled, continuing to glare daggers at Matt.

“Just a little” He replied with a stubborn pout on his face.

Deryk opened his mouth to make a snapping reply but snapped his mouth back shut when a much more relaxed looking Kevvy walked in to the bedroom, ruffling his hand through his hair in doing so.

There was an accountable awkward silence for a couple seconds before Kevvy randomly started giggling, making the other two teens stare at him with wide eyes and unreadable expressions.

Finishing his random bout of giggling with an exaggerated, over drawn sigh, saying something in Spanish mixed with a little bit of Japanese.

It was just a bunch of rambled out words that made both teens stare at Kevvy with even wider eyes.

“How long have I been here” He finally asked, once again resorting to English, feeling like it instead was a foreign language, though he was born white, he only usually used different languages when he needed to vent, when he didn’t want people to hear what he was rambling about and when he felt the need to generally freak people out.

“’Bout a day and a half” Deryk said while scratching the back of his head, it portrayed innocence and confusion, all in one simple gesture.

Kevvy, looked like he was about to say something but his stomach started to growl, automatically a bright flush of red spread across his high, feminine cheek bones.

“Hungry ‘Ey?” Matt asked with a small smile, his surprised expression melting into soft, caring features.

Nodding his head, his blush growing bigger all the while. Deryk grinned and moved to go to Kevvy’s side, only to be blocked by Matt’s larger, taller and lither body.

Incoherent mumblings were heard from the slightly shorter, slimmer figure of Deryk who was Yanking on the sleeves of his long sleeved shirt.

Matt turned around, smirking slightly at Deryk then turned back to a confused Kevvy who was rubbing his stomach with one hand, scratching the back of his head with the other, a still familiar blush sticking to his skin.

Grinning now ho linked arms with a still confused Kevvy, dragging his body after his own skipping form, down the hallway, almost making his trip and slide down the stairs.

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Done? Done.

Good, Now if you don’t mind terribly, I’m off to sleep.

And review once in a while you lazy Bastards Ne?

-Hailey