Lost Boys - David, Seven Minutes In Heaven
Four boys, three girls, one bottle. You were the lucky girl chosen, and so was the mullet-cut senior right across from you. He had his eyes on you ever since you became apart of the school, ever since that first day when you had accidentally walked into the boys bathroom in a fit of anger as your brother had brought drugs to school, and you had to bust him.
For two years, you remained friends with him, not knowing the secrets he kept hidden. But, now was the time for that.
He took your hand and shut the closet door behind him. There was barely any room between you two - barely any to turn around. Something hard pressed into your thigh and you blushed, thankful for the darkness as it hid your embarrassment, and probably his.
You'd had many fantasies - some that could be fulfilled - about the platinum-blonde male pressed up against you.
"Seven minutes starts now." Your friend said from outside in the circle.
You giggled and he tilted your chin up to where you could easily see his eyes.
"You are beautiful." He whispered.
"T-Thanks. How can you tell?"
"Night vision." He chuckles. "Carrots help."
The two of you didn't talk much, minus the few at the beginning in the awkward silence. Any alone time always ends with something sexual in the end, and that's just how it went.
