Aftermath of part life
All of us crashed at my place. We were way too trashed to even walk straight. Gerroto was the only sober person in our group. I really appreciate his alcohol tolerance, or it's just he is built different and blessed with autism for this sole reason.
It was around 3 in the morning, it was very cloudy as we drove through. The worst one of us was Charlie.
The bottle remained in his hand still, he was singing and dancing and living in a daze and trance of his own. I chuckle looking at my best friend. Aaron switches the lights on, the keys giggle as he places them in its tray.
"*hic* I wanna party. A-all night *hic* COOL FOR THE SHUMMER!" I begin laughing in my half sober state at his lyrics. He is being majestically funny when drunk.
Then, I see Gerroto taking him away while carrying him bridal style. I was jealous of their sweet relationship, at the moment in my drunk state.
"Boyfriend!!" I scream atop my lungs. Aaron attends to my ritual calling like a patrolling agent.
"What, what is it?" He enquries. I begin chuckling like a silly lady.
"Take me upstairs *hic*. I wanna sleep..." I ask for him.
"Ah... sure."
He puts me down on my soft bed that I believe was a warm heaven's entrance. It felt so good, I wanted to have sex with him again, in here.
"Aaron... close to door." I instruct to the younger male. He raises an eyebrow. True that he was tired too.
"Fuck me..." I moan as he comes closely. I couldn't see his expression, but I knew he was considering it. But... 1 minute passes.
2 minutes...
5 minutes...
I realized I was half awake myself. As I sense the side of the bed go down, I get my hopes up.
"Are we having sex again...?" I ask in a silly way.
He only chuckles.
He wraps his arm around me and covers us with the soft blankets. The next thing I know was falling asleep in his embrace to wake up with the hugest hangover in history.
Gladly, my stomach was strong enough like steel to not wake me up with a vomit. I groan in the middle of the bed. My head was banging whilst the light from the window was blinding me.
"Aaron...!" I call my boyfriend's name with a hoarse voice. I see a little glass, I turn it and see a note on it.
"Had to go to college. I'll be late home today. Have fun with the boys and take this drink,
— Your Lovely, Sexy Boyfriend <3
The letter churns my heart.
Biting into my bottom lip, I smile genuinely to see the lime juice within. Just what I needed for this hangover. I gulp it down and look outside the window.
It was me with my boys again. The lonely days where I sat in my office and worked my butt off to write the best scripts of porn. But the only thing that changed in my routine now was...
I will be waiting for my boyfriend to come home. I am no longer alone in this giant house.
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AARON'S POV
It was convenient to say that after the incident, none were onto me. The illegal social account exploiting me was banned and deleted with a warning to its previous users. They have been kicked out of the campus, banished from other educational institutes too.
Honestly, they dawned their fate upon themselves.
I was slightly uncomfortable from last night. I might also say I went viral after our feet in the pub yesterday. It was Ravine that I was fucking.
THE RAVINE.
I yawn as I entered the principal's office to let them know I was here.
"Hey, old man." I enter to see the said old man making out with the Dean. Yup. The Dean who loathes the Principal.
My hangover reduced at the speed of light. I yell an apology for intruding into their hot business. But I was smirking within. I always knew the roots for their rivalry was stupid, crazy homosexual love and lust for each other.
"Aaron? It's you right?" The Principal yells.
"Yes sir!" I yell back behind the door. I can hear their whispers as I tried so hard to control my snickering.
"C-come in!" He yells as I enter. The two old men sat in their seats. Except it was smelling like a little bit of ass and cum mixed in the air. I'm familiar with the smell, but it's disgusting to know who was behind it.
"H-hello, Aaron. Long time no see."
"Flamboyantly, sir. I missed you too." The fashionista Principal rolls his eyes.
"Not a Flamboyant word outside. Got it?"
"Flamboyantly sir. You have my words." It's never been so hard not to laugh in a situation ever.
"You're being an idiot today. Oh, of course. You became so famous recently, right? Recently, as in yesterday's viral tag. 'Ravine's new boyfriend revealed!'" He exaggerates the headlines on all erotic websites.
"I am neither new nor am I going to just stay as her boyfriend forever. Respectfully, sir." I say.
"Wow. That's a great confession. However we need to look into your work regarding the Director's cut. The worldwide Fest of Pornography for creators and visuals alike. Lemme see—" I gasp as it hits my head.
Two weeks have passed and I haven't even worked on it yet. That was what I missed, huh?
Judging my reaction, the old man sighs.
"You didn't even get started, did you? Who are your models? You're aware the portals close by 7 pm on Friday, right? That leaves you only five days." I count today was the Sunday and gasp again, realization hitting me.
"Ex Student Jasmine and Jack Micheal, sir. They... also are into each other these days." I drop the news as he makes a face.
"Good for them. On with your work. Come back tomorrow when there are full attendance of students. I called you today to help with the videography students but you seem strenously busy." He says as I make a guilty face.
"I'll come back on a Tuesday this week, sir. I won't let you down! I promise!" Saying, I run outside the empty campus.
