Playing the Game
Title- Playing the Game
Pairings- Ian/Anthony
Ratings/Warnings-Couple bad words and some thoughts about things that happened ;)
Summary- Ian, Anthony and some friends have a party :D
Authors Notes- This might not be very good as I am tired because I stayed 'round my friends house on Friday night and I got back earlier and began writing, but where I am it's very late. This is a similar game to another fanfic I have read, so I am sorry if you think it is similar but I don't really think it is. :) Enjoy! (Flashback/past = Italic) By the way, I made up the other guys, I don't think they exist :D
Previous Chapters- None (one-shot)
Anthony's P.O.V
I feel the weak sunrays pushing their way through my window onto my face as my eyes flicker open. I immediately close them, temporarily blinded. With my eyes still closed, I turn over. Wait. I can feel someone elses warm, sweet breath on my face and I haven't got a firetrucking clue who it could be! I shuffle backwards slightly, as far as my big double bed will allow me and I squint my right eye open. My still half blinded vision saw a girl with honey brown hair swept across her forehead. She has pale red lips that I have the sudden urge to kiss until she wakes up and in my head I remember a pair of piercing blue eyes. I close my barely open eyes and sigh. Those eyes! So beautiful, lighter than the sky and softer than a feather pillow. But so familiar. My body is now fully awake and I sit up slightly. I test my eyes to see if they will open fully so I can see the, from what I remember, amazingly perfect girl, lying asleep next to me. I open them slowly, and I can tell from what I see that they aren't working properly. I raise my arms and close my hands into a fist. I rub vigorously as my eyes. I open them again and my heart pounds hard in my chest, causing me to gasp quietly. If anyone was in the room with us, they would see the clear, unhidden shock that creeped up on my face.
For this girl that made my heart jump ecstaticly is actually, not a girl.
It's a man.
Not just any man though. I knew that through my earlier half squint that I recognised the fuzzy picture I was seeing. The hair, the lips, the cute little nose and the amazing blue eyes, but in my sleepy haze I couldn't put two and two together. But in my now wide awake state I realise that this man that made my current blush, that I can feel flushing my face, happen, this man that made my heart do a double take, this man that I have known for years, and this man that I have loved for 2 years straight, is Ian Hecox.
My mouth falls open, I am still falling through the realisation stage as I look downwards and see that I am completely naked, and with a quick glance towards the sleeping angel, realise that he is too. Sparks bounce around the inside of my body. Did we?! I slip under the cover and the evidence is clear on the thin sheet material. We did. My mouth falls open again as the memory of last night rushes to my mind.
"Hey guys, lets play 'spin the bottle'!"
Me and all the other guys look around questioningly at John who is still grinning, waiting for an answer to his game suggestion. We are all guys here and the awkwardness is bound the hit us in a minute. We all start to laugh and John eyes us up innocently.
"Okay, John, lets play!" Now we all turn to Ian who is sitting next to me. I feel my eyes widen. This could be my opputunity to kiss Ian without him suspecting a thing.!
"Yeah guys, c'mon!" I hear myself saying. "Anyway, we are so bloody wasted we won't remember a damn thing in the morning!" That's partly true. John, Adam, Michael, Kevin and Josh are all totally out of it but me and Ian are sober. Ian cocks his head to the right looking at me with an unreadable expression. I feel my face heating up and I turn away quickly to avoid his gaze.
"Okay people, wheres the bottle then?" Josh says with a now mischeivious smile on his face. He is insistent that I am gay, I am though of course, but I would never admit that to him.
"I'll get one." Michael announces with a slur in his voice and he launches himself upwards and throws himself into an unsuspecting table. We all collapse into a fit of giggles as he tries and fails to stand on tiptoes to reach an empty bottle in the kitchen. Adam, Josh, John and Kevin rush to the kitchen, stumbling slightly, to help Michael up and retrieve the bottle. I turn to Ian and I see he is already looking at me and smiling. I return the gesture and hope he doesn't hear how loud and fast my heart is thumping in my chest. The guys return and Michael starts first. It lands on Josh and he rises and starts towards Michael. They kiss briefly and Josh returns to his seat, still grinning madly and he spins the glass bottle. It goes on and on, no one spinning it to land on me or Ian. I catch Ian looking at me from time to time with a look of patience on his face, almost like he is waiting for a certain person to land on him. It's Adam's turn now and he spins the bottle. It seems to take forever before it slows to a stop, pointing straight at Ian. His face of patience cracks and a flash of disapointment dances across his blue eyes. Jealousy overcomes all my emotions as Adam makes his way towards Ian and plants a sloppy, drunk kiss on his soft lips, for longer this time as I just stare, livid. Adam finally retracts his face from Ian's and flops back down. Ian looks odd now, a clear expression on his face and although it is unrecognisable, it is certainly not good. It is Ian's turn now and I drop my head down, my head and heart wishing hard for it to land on me. My head is still down when the other guys begin wolf-whistling. I raise my head and look at the bottle. My eyes widen again. It's pointing at me! I turn to Ian and his expression nearly crushes my self-control. It's a mix of relief, happiness and what I think is maybe love, but I can't be sure. Me and Ian turn completely towards eachother as we lean in slowly. He smiles as he closes his eyes and our lips meet. I close my eyes and we move together. I remember triumphantly how when Adam kissed Ian, Ian had his beautiful eyes open the whole time and he remained unresponsive in the lip department. Ian touches my crossed legs and send shivers up my whole body.
"Ermmm..."
We break away quickly and correct ourselves swiftly, sitting upright and looking straight ahead.
"Well, that was awkward!" Kevin states jokily as I feel my face heating up dangerously, but am then relieved as I glance at Ian and see he is dealing with the same situation.
"I need to get back home now anyway else my mum is gonna murder me." Josh sighs and he and John leave the room as they are sharing car lifts. They are joined by a chorus's of 'me too's' as the remaining 3 men leave the room, leaving just me and Ian sitting cross legged next to eachother. I turn to him at the exact time he turns to me and we grin widely. No longer in the company of our drunk friends, I move towards him and he meets me half way. Our lips crash together moving faster then before but just as lovingly. He breaks for air and stares at me with those breath-taking blue eyes.
"Your room?" He asks in barely more than a whisper. I nod eagerly and he giggles pulling himself upwards and reaching out his hand to me and we walk to the bedroom with our hands melted together.
"Anthony?"
My sweet, dream-like memory is shattered as I turn to the dream-like reality lying next to me.
"Hey." I say pathetically, not knowing what else I can say. There are to many emotions rushing through my head.
"Well, about what happened..." He starts and my heart sinks. "Arghhh, I don't know how to tell you!" He cries, throwing his pale arms in the air. "Umm, I have had this, like, crush thing on you for ages Anthony." He stutters, his pale face turning a light shade of pink and I can feel mine doing the same. "And I really enjoyed what happened." He finished and sighed closing his eyes. I decide to make a move, I lean down and kiss him softly and lightly, breaking away almost instantly. His eyes fly open and the ends of mouth twitch into a smile.
"I knind of have a crush on you too." I admit, looking into his eyes. "Well not a crush, I um, actually love you." I swallow and keep looking at him, expecting to see him look away, scared. Instead he keeps eye contact and smiles more.
"Love you too." He says simply, but thats enough and I flop back down and embrace my new boyfriend.
I lie there with him in this perfect moment. I decide that in the future, I will never say to any suggestons at partys. It seems alot of good things come out of playing the game, this time, it just so happened to be love.