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Teenage Angst	By : Lycan_Cub Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 1059 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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George sat on his bed playing the guitar and he smiled. Elliot's voice would be ideal for the song.
His band, well his ex-band thought that he wasn't giving enough effort so they kicked him out. He had shrugged at them and the nonchalant gesture didn't go over so well. Now he had no band.
Elliot had told him that they didn't matter and that he would help him get another band. It was funny because he had absolutely no idea how Elliot was going to pull that off.
How was he going to find at least two more people? Even three at most.
Elliot had reassured him that he knew what he was doing and that was during one of their tutoring sessions.
This brought his mind back to the fact that it was almost Saturday and they would be spending it at the Fair. He was excited because it only meant spending more time with Elliot.
During tutoring sessions, they were left alone and he was trying to opt for them to try tutoring sessions at Elliot's house. Elliot was quite against that idea but George knew he was going to eventually say yes.
He didn't know why Elliot was saying no but he wasn't going to push the issue. He went back to the song he was trying to learn how play.
It was a nice song that was actually too low for his voice.
He was about to start playing when his cell phone vibrated. Placing his guitar on the bed, he picked up the phone and smiled when he saw it was a text message from Elliot.
He thanked his lucky stars that his mother took care of his phone bill and that she had gotten unlimited text even though he had no real reason to use it.
Elliot used it more frequently than calling now but George normally still called. Since he didn't feel like sending back a message, he called Elliot.
Elliot sighed as he weaved his drumstick through his fingers and waited for a reply. To his surprise his phone rang and he picked it up.
"Hello."
"Hey Elliot. I got the message."
Elliot rolled his eyes. "You're supposed to text back."
"But I like actually talking to you on the phone," the shorter boy said and Elliot knew the reason but he still tried.
"I know. Well you now have a band."
There was silence. "Who are the members?"
Elliot smiled. "Fin, John, and I, offer our services to you. John plays the guitar and he can play the bass. Fin can actually play the drums but I know for a fact that he has been taking lessons from John on how to play the bass."
There was more silence.
"Is it okay?" Elliot asked uncertain.
"That's great. I just can't believe that you did it. I'm really happy."
Elliot smiled at the rushed and excited words. "Well we were thinking that in the morning on Saturday we could do our first practice. Is that alright?"
"That's fine. Thank you."
"No problem, George. We weren't doing anything and we've all wanted to play together but never got around to it I guess. They are excited too. Well Fin is never really excited but you get the point."
"I do. Whose place are we doing this at?"
"John's because his mother won't be home until the evening and we will be at the Fair anyway."
"Alright. See you tomorrow, Elliot."
"Bye, babe," Elliot said smirking and closed the cell phone.
He knew that right now that George was blushing and probably a little peeved at him. He sighed and went back to playing with the drumsticks.

George closed his locker and looked up to see Elliot. "Hey," he said and Elliot smiled.
"So do you have any songs in mind," the taller boy asked as they started to walk towards the lunchroom.
George only shrugged. "I think I have a few. We can discuss it on Saturday." Elliot nodded.
"There is also the fact that I can't sing some of them. I was thinking you should."
Elliot looked at him like he was crazy. "I can't sing. You can sing not me."
It was George's turn to look at him like he was crazy. "What do you mean you can't sing? You did when I was playing Wonderwall and you sounded good."
"You thought I sounded good?" George nodded his head.
Elliot was surprised because when they had went out together that first time he thought that maybe George didn't want to hurt his feelings or something like that when he started to sing.
"I can't believe you don't think you can sing," George said as he opened the lunchroom door.
Elliot was surprised by the irritation that George was saying it with.
"I'm sorry if I don't think I can sing," Elliot said listening to how weird the sentence sounded.
George sat down at their table and everyone said hi to him before going back to their conversations.
"You're singing," he said and Elliot wanted to protest but he closed his mouth. He placed his hand on George's leg and smirked as he ran his hand up down the shorter boy's thigh.
George glared at him and placed his hand over Elliot's. Elliot just intertwined their fingers and started to talk to Fin and John.
George rolled his eyes but smiled a little at the warm hand incased in his.
"Do you really think you can't sing?"

Elliot nodded his head. They were walking together along the pond that Elliot had decided to drag George to after school.
"My mom said that I should never ever sing a note and my dad always agrees with her."
"I like your voice. It has a nice quality to it. Also it's deeper than mine which is why I think we should split songs."
Elliot nodded. "Okay. I'll do it but if we ever play a gig and we get booed off stage because I was singing then I told you so."
George shook his head and grabbed Elliot's hand. The taller boy smiled a little and they continued to walk together.

George rushed down the hallway as fast as he could carrying his guitar, amp, and backpack. When he reached the door he used his shoulder to open it and he was finally out on the street.
"Damn it George, why didn't you tell me that you had stuff to carry. I would have come up." George rolled his eyes and handed Elliot his amp.
"I'm not as weak as you think, Elliot." Elliot snorted.
"You're a toothpick," he said as he put the amp onto the truck bed and he turned to see George glaring at him.
"Just because my shirts don't show off all of my muscles doesn't mean I don't have any." With that George got into the truck and Elliot sighed.
"Stupid," he said softly to himself. He walked to the driver's side and got into the truck.
"Look George, I didn't mean it as an insult. You look skinny."
George looked at Elliot and took pity on him when he saw how awkward the taller boy looked.
"I know, Elliot."
Elliot nodded and he was surprised when George pressed a kiss on his cheek. He smiled and started the truck.

Elliot rang the doorbell and waited for John to answer.
"Hey," John said as he opened the door. Elliot walked into the house carrying the amp.
"Basement," John said as he closed the door behind George. The shorter boy followed after Elliot.
"Wow," he said when he finally got down the stairs. There were posters all over the place of different rock bands. Off in the right hand corner were three bookcases filled almost completely with books. There was also a bunk bed against one of the walls.
"This is the hang out spot and a guest room but normally my bedroom turns into the guest room and I sleep down here," John said when he finally made it down the stairs.
Fin was sitting in front of a television watching a movie.
George migrated towards the bookshelf and Elliot smiled.
"So almighty bandleader, what songs do you expect us to play?" John asked.
George was entranced by the books and he thought John was talking to Elliot.
"Huang," Elliot said and George turned with a look of 'I'm busy'.
"John asked you a question." Now confusion marred his face and Elliot wanted to laugh.
"What songs are we going to play?"
"I'm bandleader?" Everyone nodded their head. George now looked at Elliot.
"I did tell you that we offer our services to you. It's your band." George smiled a little before running over to his backpack.
"Let's see. I have 'Wonderwall'," he said as he blushed and took a quick glance at Elliot who now had some color to his cheeks.
"I also have '(Don't Fear) The Reaper'."
"Let's play that first," Elliot said. It was one of his favorite songs by Blue Oyster Cult.
George nodded."I wanted to play this first too," he said with a small smile which made Elliot smile.
John rolled his eyes. "Well let's set up. We can worry about the other songs after we go through this one."
George grabbed his amp and placed it near where he was to stand.
There was already a drum out and Elliot was sitting at it, adjusting the cymbals and drums. John was busy setting up the microphones.
"You're lead vocals, right?" John asked George. The shorter boy looked at Elliot who was ready to play.
"I can't be lead vocals for this song. I'm playing drums. Someone has to play the bass. Two guitars, bass, and drums." George nodded.
"That means you're doing back-up because I can't play the solos and sing the la part." Elliot nodded.
John placed a microphone close to Elliot but he tried to position it so that he wouldn't have to worry about the drums drowning out everything.
"Do you know the bass parts for the song Fin?"
Fin nodded. "The jackass had me learn the song because he said it was a classic."
Elliot shook his head. "It is a classic."
George smiled and looked back at Elliot who nodded.
George played the opening rift and Elliot smiled as he joined in after the second time with Fin.
'All our times have come, here but now they're gone.' John joined in as he played the chords and George dropped out
'Seasons don't fear the reaper, nor do the wind, the sun or the rain...'
'We can be like they are,' Elliot sang and George joined in again.
'Come on, baby...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
'Baby, take my hand...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
'We'll be able to fly...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
'Baby, I'm your man...' George played the first solo while Elliot sang.
'Laaaaaaaa, la laaaaa, laaaaa la.'
The music stopped before George played the beginning riff again.
'Valentine is done, here but now they're gone.'
'Romeo and Juliet are together in eternity...'
'Romeo and Juliet.'
'40,000 men and women everyday...'
'Like Romeo and Juliet.'
'40,000 men and women everyday...'
'Redefine happiness.'
'Another 40,000 coming everyday...'
'We can be like they are.'
'Come on, baby...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
'Baby, take my hand...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
'We'll be able to fly...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
'Baby, I'm your man...'
'Laaaaaaa, la laaa, laaa la.'
The music stopped and John played the small riff into the main solo as Elliot joined him by playing hits on the cymbals.
George smiled as he hit the trill and continued strong into the rest of solo. He hit the last note and held hit as John took over the beginning rift for him.
'Love of two is one, here but now they're gone.'
'Came the last night of sadness, and it was clear that she couldn't go on.'
'Then the door was open and the wind appeared, the candles blew and then disappeared, the curtains flew and then he appeared...'
'Saying don't be afraid.'
'Come on, baby...'
'And she had no fear.'
'And she ran to him...'
'Then they started to fly.'
'They looked backward and said goodbye...'
'She had become like they are.'
'She had taken his hand...'
'She had become like they are.'
'Come on, baby...'
'Don't fear the reaper.'
Fin played the bass line for the outro and George raised his hand made the cutting motion and everything stopped.
"That was awesome" he said excitedly.
"We need to practice an ending but that was really cool. And who would have thought that Elliot could sing," John said with a small smirk.
Elliot glared at him as his cheeks colored.
Then John turned to Fin. "I knew you could do it. Learning from a master always helps."
"Shut up, smartass."
Elliot got up and went over to George while John and Fin argued.
"Those solos were amazing."
"Thank you. It took me a couple of weeks to get them right."
"You could have fooled me," Elliot said in a low voice and George shivered.
"We're going upstairs to get the food. Orange and grape soda, right," John asked. Both boys nodded before they turned back to each other.
Elliot smiled as he heard the basement door slammed shut. He then pressed his lips against George's and the shorter boy gasped. George wrapped his arms around Elliot's neck.
Elliot pulled back and smiled. "It's been awhile since I've gotten to do that. You avoid it well."
"If you weren't always trying to jump me when we're alone then I would let you."
This made the taller boy's smile brighten. "You like the attempts."
George rolled his eyes and he was pulled into another kiss. Elliot pulled away and pulled George to sit down with him on the couch. "What song should we do next?"
"I think Wonderwall would be good but I don't have my acoustic with me."
"Well what about the other songs?"
"How about you give me some ideas?"
Elliot looked thoughtful. "How about 'Sex on Fire'," he said, huskily.
George turned a bright red and Elliot laughed before kissing him.
"How about 'Use Somebody'? I want a Kings of Leon song." George nodded.
"Thanks for doing this for me."
"It wasn't a problem."

George finished the rest of the bottle of water and sighed as it soothed his throat.
"I'm going to go get ready," John said and Fin followed him so he could go to his own house to get ready for the Fair.
Elliot was laid out on the top bunk of the bunk bed.
"You want to come on up," he asked George, who rolled his eyes.
"I'll pass," the shorter boy said as he grabbed his backpack. He opened it and pulled out a shirt.
Elliot looked on intently, waiting. George narrowed his eyes up at him.
"Turn around," he said.
"I'm going to have to see you at some point." Elliot didn't pay any attention to the glare that was sent his way.
"I'll even make it easier for you," he said as he pulled off his shirt before jumping down off the top bed.
George stared at the bare torso in front of him.
Elliot smirked and came closer to George.
The shorter boy finally snapped out of his daze and glared.
"Don't look at me like that. Just take the shirt off."
George didn't want to. Compared to Elliot he was a stick. It should be a crime to have such a good looking body.
"No. You'll laugh at me," he said.
Elliot shook his head. "Trust me I won't laugh. I'm might do some other things but I won't laugh."
George sighed. Why did he have to pick a hormone driven one?
"You don't have any shame do?" George asked eyeing Elliot.
Elliot smiled and shook his head. The shorter boy pulled his shirt over his head and waited for laughter.
"You've been hiding that!"
George looked at Elliot like he grew another head.
"You weren't kidding about having muscle."
Elliot came closer to have better look. "You workout?"
George nodded. "Only at school though. I don't really do sports so I go to the weight room. I normally just stick to twenty pounds to add definition. I used to be really skinny but I've never had any intention of trying to build anymore muscle than this."
Elliot nodded. George wasn't overly muscular but he wasn't skin and bone. George watched Elliot stare at him.
He didn't like the look that Elliot was giving him so he pulled on his other shirt and started to button it up.
Elliot pulled his shirt back on and moved closer to George until the shorter boy's back was against the wall.
"You're so full of surprises," he said as he kissed George. George threaded his fingers into Elliot's hair and let his tongue be massaged by Elliot's.
The taller boy pushed his hands underneath George's shirt and let his hands roam. George would normally stop him and lecture him but he loved how it felt when Elliot touched him.
A cough brought them both out of their little world and they stopped moving. They pulled their mouths apart and turned their heads to see John smirking at them.
"I know what sexual frustration is like but please stop it while you're in my house."
George wanted to crawl under a rock and he buried his face into Elliot's shirt.
Elliot laughed and pulled him into a hug. "Calm down. I don't think I've ever seen that color of red."
"I hate you," George said as he pushed Elliot away from him. He smirked to himself and went upstairs.
"Come on Romeo, we need to go pick up the girls." Elliot gave John a dirty look.
"You have the worst timing ever. And you scared him off," he said while he walked up the stairs.
"Whatever."
"Are you guys ready?" Fin asked.
Elliot nodded. "Everyone has money right," he asked.
They nodded and they left the house.
John locked up and they all hopped into the truck.
George gave him a small smile as Elliot pulled off.
"John, call the girls so we don't have to wait for them."
George just stared out of the window like he normally did.
John called Olivia while Fin sat there glaring at John for something and Elliot concentrated to the road, only giving George an occasional glance.
Elliot pulled up in front of Casey's house and honked.
"Hope it doesn't take as long as last time," John said. They sat and waited for them. Elliot looked at his watch and sighed. John reached over and honked the horn again. Elliot glared at him and John just shrugged.
Finally both girls came out of the house and Elliot got out and pulled his seat back. The girls got in and Elliot pushed the seat back. He sat back down and put the truck in gear. "Let's go have some fun," Olivia said and they all cheered.

Elliot drove around looking for a parking spot. "I think I'm going to let you all out so I can go and find some place to park. He put the truck in park and got out.
Everyone left the truck except George. Elliot glared at him but George just sat there.
"When I said everyone, I meant everyone," he said as he got back in the truck.
"Someone has to be here to make sure you don't forget where you parked," George said with a smirk. Elliot ignored him as he continued to look.
"There's one right there," The shorter boy said and Elliot quickly pulled into it and got out.
George followed him towards the ticket booth. He started to pull out his wallet but Elliot stopped him.
"I want to pay for it."
George shook his head. "I'm paying I owe you for the band and the picnic."
Elliot put his hands up in surrender. The shorter boy paid for the two tickets.
"I get the next one," Elliot said and George smiled.
"We can talk about that later."
The others were standing by the entrance when the two finally made it in. "Took you guys long enough," Olivia said.
"I bet I can tell you- what the hell!" Elliot had stomped on John's foot as he passed him by.
George shook his head and went over to John who was cursing Elliot out.
"So what are we doing first," Elliot asked as if nothing happened.
"Well we could get on the carousel" Casey said trying not to laugh at John who was limping over to Elliot. Fin grabbed the boy before he could do anything.
"I'm sorry John but if you weren't such an asshole I wouldn't have to do that," he said.
"I think the carousel is a good idea," George said as he stood next Elliot.
"Does that mean you want to share a horse with me," the taller boy asked quietly and George blushed and glared at him. Elliot smiled.
"Carousel it is," Elliot said and they all made their way to it. They stood in line and waited. John glared at Elliot and Fin snickered at the older boy.
Casey and Olivia talked to each other about something. Elliot wasn't sure what it was but he was sure it was girly.
George stared at all the people who were already riding on the carousel.
"I've never been on one" George said and Elliot looked at him like he was crazy.
"What do you mean you've never been on one?"
"I've never been to a Fair. I've been to amusement parks but not something like this."
Elliot frowned."Next you'll tell me you've never had a funnel cake before."
The shorter boy looked at him strangely. "No I haven’t.”
Elliot wanted to cry.
"We're going to eat after this," he told the others.
"Why?" Olivia asked.
"Huang has never had a funnel cake before."
They all gasped and George looked embarrassed.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about," Casey said.
George glared at Elliot. "Don't look at me like that. Be happy that you're going to experience something amazing."
George doubted that. What could be so great about funnel cake?
He's seen what they look like and they didn't look that impressive.
George looked up to see it was his turn to get on the carousel. He got on and Elliot grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to one of the sleighs that held two people.
They sat down and watched as the others found horses. George leaned against Elliot. "After this we eat we're going to play some games," Elliot told him.
"You better win me something," George said.
"I will, so you don't have to worry about that." Elliot watched George in amusement when the carousel started to move.
"Faster than I thought it would be." The shorter boy looked at the carvings and designs as they circled around.
"Pretty cool, huh?" He nodded.
"What do you think the others are doing?"
Elliot grinned. "I'm sure that John and Fin are trying to push each other off of their horses and the girls are probably talking about whatever they talk about."
George's lips twitched at the thought of Fin and John going at it.
After what seemed like forever the ride stopped and they got off of the carousel. They all regrouped at the exit and walked towards the food stands.
"So three funnel cakes, some hot dogs, and sodas?" Elliot asked. Everyone nodded and they started to pool their money together.
"So who's dragging all that stuff back to a table?"
They all looked at each other.
"I'll do it," John said and he grabbed Fin and dragged him along.
"Are you sure they're not married or something?" George asked.
"Actually I'm truly not sure anymore," Elliot said.
They sat down with Casey and Olivia and waited for John and Fin.
"Alright what's going on with you two," Casey asked and George sighed. Elliot snorted.
"What makes you think that there is something going on?"
"You two just give off this vibe," Olivia said.
"You seem to project this very protective vibe that screams 'don't touch George, he's mine'," Casey said continuing Olivia's thought.
Elliot huffed and folded his arms.
"Now George you don't really give off a possessive vibe but you give off a vibe that says 'I'm very happy when I'm around Elliot'."
"So what's going on?" Olivia asked when Casey finished.
"We're dating," George said and Elliot gave a small smile.
"We're so happy for you both."
"So anything worth sharing?" Casey asked, jokingly. George blushed and Elliot placed a hand on his thigh and squeezed.
"Nope. There isn't much of anything to share," Elliot said and the girls pouted.
George's face was still a tinge of pink but he wasn't as embarrassed anymore.
"They're crazy," the taller boy said quietly to him and he nodded in agreement.
"What did we miss?" John asked as he placed everything on the table. Fin placed the rest of it down and everyone grabbed what was theirs.
Elliot made sure he grabbed one of the funnel cakes and shoved it in front of George. "Before you do anything else, you have to eat a piece."
George stared at the fried dough. He broke a piece off that had a generous amount of powdered sugar and ate it. Everyone stared at him quietly, waiting.
George smiled and grabbed another piece. "This is good," he said and they all laughed.
"Told you so," Elliot said as he stared to eat. George reluctantly stopped eating the funnel cake and ate a hotdog.
Soon he was back to eating the funnel cake. Elliot looked on in amusement before he started to help George eat it.
He wondered what some of the other things that George had never experienced were.
"I didn't think it would be this good. I'm glad I tried it," the shorter boy said.
"Can't wait to kiss you and taste all that sugar," Elliot whispered in his ear and he turned red. Elliot chuckled lightly and they stared at each other.
"Public," John said and Elliot looked away quickly. George smiled and continued to eat.

"What game's first," John asked. Elliot shrugged.
"How about the arcade? We can play skeeball," Olivia said and they all agreed. Elliot pulled George along with him to a change machine.
"Do you change for a ten?" He asked and George shook his head.
"I do have a five." Elliot took it and pushed it into the money slot. George grabbed the change that fell out and started to divide between him and Elliot.
"Two fifty for me and two fifty for you."
"Let's go and get more tickets than the rest of them." George shook his head and followed.
"How about we make a bet?" The taller boy asked and John narrowed his eyes.
"What kind of bet?"
"You four against us two." George looked at him like he was crazy.
"Trust me," he said before turning back to John.
"Whoever gets the most tickets wins. The losers have to give up half of their tickets."
John smirked.
"Deal."
Elliot smiled before looking back at George.
"We'll win. John is actually the best they got. Olivia sucks. I love her but she's awful. Casey's only second to her and skeeball was never Fin's game. Give him a basketball, a football or even a soccer ball any day."
George smiled. "Do you really think we have a shot?"
"I think we can beat the crap out of them."
They placed their quarters in and the nine balls fell out and they started. George didn't want to burst Elliot's bubble of confidence but he had never played skeeball.
He was going to try though. He rolled the ball up and watched it fall into fifty hole. He was shocked and grabbed another ball and this time he didn't use as much force and it landed in the twenty.
If he could aim properly and used the right amount of force, he might be able to put the ball where he wanted it. After a trial and error he liked the results he received. He made mostly forties and thirties and another fifty. He looked at his tickets and smiled.
"That's a lot," Elliot said looking over George's shoulder.
"I guess it is."
"Hurry, we need to go again." After ten games they counted up the tickets.
"The odds are against you, Stabler."
"Just shut-up and start counting half of those tickets, Munch."
George was the designated counter for both him and Elliot; mostly because he didn't trust Elliot to count right.
"We have one-hundred and forty-three tickets."
Elliot looked at George who was still counting. George leaned over to him and spoke in a hushed voice and continued to count.
"We have hit one-hundred and forty-five and still counting." The other four groaned and gave up their half of the tickets.
"Nice doing business with you," he said with a smirk.
"Now, what do you want," he whispered in George's ear before backing away quickly.
"Let's go see what they have," George said and they looked at the prizes.
"You know if you really wanted to you could have earned that many tickets by just playing a couple more games of skeeball," John said as he stood next to Elliot.
"That would have cost more money and time. You guys make my life a lot easier."
"Don't you mean we help you get into George's pants faster," the older boy mumbled. Elliot glared at him knowing he said something smart.
"Elliot."
"You find something you want, George?" George nodded.
"I found this really cool figurine," he said as started to walk. Elliot followed behind him wondering what the shorter boy had found.
"It's this one." Elliot looked at figurine and then at George.
"This is the one you want?" George nodded. The taller boy looked at the ticket price.
"We have about thirty over two hundred tickets. So we can get it," George said. Elliot looked at the figurine again and smiled.
"Kinda reminds me of how I try to protect you."
"I thought it would. Besides, you remind me of a big bad fire breathing dragon." Elliot snorted.
"I guess that makes you my treasure," he said as he started to count the tickets to give in.
George laughed as they stepped out of the fun house.

"Did you see John's face when Fin kicked him and ran," Elliot said.
"He looked everywhere but he couldn't seem to pin him down with all those mirrors," he said as he stretched.
"Want to go on the Ferris wheel with me?" The taller boy asked and George nodded.
"Why wouldn't I want to?"
Elliot shrugged and George pushed him.
Elliot laughed and ruffled George's hair.
"We know the love birds are getting their own seats together," John said and Elliot glared at John.
George poked him in the ribs and the boy reluctantly turned back to his boyfriend."You know you don't always have to pay attention to him."
"I know but he always has something smart to say,” Elliot said with a small glare.
George looked around to make sure no one was looking at them too closely. He stood on his tippy toes and whispered in Elliot's ear.
"Really? And all I have to do is try not to let John get to me."
George nodded and backed up.
"When?"
"In the not-too-distant future."
Elliot smiled. "So next Sunday A.D.?"
"A little more distant than that," George said before shaking his head.
"I'll try. Can't make any promises but I'll try."
"That's all I want."
"Hurry up!" Elliot sighed and followed George into their seat.
"I wished that we didn't have to leave after this."
"Yeah, I know. I'm going to drop you off at home after we get all your stuff packed. I'm staying at John's for the night."
"You're staying at John's?"
Elliot nodded.
"I want to stay,” George said. He didn’t want to have to end his time together with Elliot so soon.
Elliot looked at him strangely. "So you want to spend the night with me at John's house?"
George nodded.
"Your mother might freak out," the taller boy said.
George shook his head. "I asked my mom before I left. I told her that I might be coming home tomorrow."
"Did you know?" Elliot asked.
George shook his head."I wasn't very sure but I guessed right."
"I like the idea of a sleepover," Elliot said. They had stopped at the top of Ferris wheel and he smiled. He leaned over and kissed George.
George wrapped his arms around Elliot's neck. Elliot pulled back and George started to kiss his jaw. The
Ferris wheel jerked into movement and George broke away. Elliot wrapped his arm around George and the shorter boy pushed up against him.

"Bye Olivia. Bye Casey," George said as he waved. Elliot smiled before driving off.
"So we're all going back to my house?" John asked.
"I'm going home," Fin said.
"I guess you're stuck with George and me," Elliot said as he stopped at a red light.
"That's just great," John said before sitting back. George smiled and slouched in his seat.

Elliot pulled up to John's house and they got out of the truck. They said goodbye to Fin who walked across the street to his house. John opened the door and they walked in quietly.
"You two go downstairs and I'll bring you down something to drink and some snacks," the older boy whispered and Elliot and George went into the basement.
George started to pack up his stuff and then he grabbed his pajamas. He turned to see Elliot was only in his boxers. His face turned red.
Elliot pulled on his shirt and turned to see his red faced boyfriend. "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
George shook his head and headed towards the bathroom in a hurry. The taller boy looked around confused before shrugging. He sat on the couch. John came down the stairs with a bag of chips and sodas.
"Hey where is your better half?"
"In the bathroom getting ready for bed," Elliot said while he grabbed an orange soda from him. George walked back into the main room of the basement and sat next to Elliot.
John handed him a grape soda and they relaxed.
"So anything interesting going on?" John asked.
Elliot shook his head. "Not that we know of."
George leaned against Elliot. "Does your mom know we're down here?"
John nodded."I told her that you guys might be staying over. I thought it would be you, me, and Fin but this cool."
Elliot nodded and wrapped his arm around George.
"So what's with you and Fin," George asked.
"Oh, well time for bed," John said as he got up and left the basement in a hurry. George and Elliot laughed.
"He was like a freaking blur," Elliot said.
"That's more incriminating than him just sitting here and lying to us," George said before looking at his watch.
"It is late though and I'm tired." Elliot nodded and kissed him.
"I'll be on the top bunk." George nodded and laid down on the bottom one. Elliot turned off the light and got onto the top bunk.
"Night," he said.
"Goodnight." George gave a quiet sigh as he just lay in the bed. It was pretty cool in the basement and he was getting cold even though he had a cover.
He wondered if Elliot was already asleep.
"You know you're welcome up here."
George smiled. "Why do I get the feeling that you're lonely without me?"
He heard Elliot huff. "Well if you don't want to come up here, you don't have to."
This made him smile and he got out of his bed and hurried up the ladder.
"Be glad that I'm cold or I'd still be down there," he said and Elliot smiled. Elliot yelped as George's cold arms made contact with his.
"Why are you so cold?"
"Just shut up and go to sleep."
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