If there's a fire

13.

"James? Your alarm." Thomas grumbled.

James sighed, sitting up and rolling over Thomas's body after forcing Thomas to let go of him.

"Is it time to go to school?" He groaned, and James nodded with a smile.

"I'm sorry. Come on, get up! But hey- it's Monday. The best day of the week." James smiled down at the sleepy Thomas.

The pair got up, changing quickly- rather than exiting to change, James just turned around. Thomas whistled as a joke, but actually stared at James the whole time.

James blushed once he was finished, packing his things and waited at the door for Thomas, who quickly followed.

"I'm going to die. I hate school. Why do Mondays exist, again? What's the importance?" Thomas complained.

"Thomas, if we didn't have Mondays, all we would do differently is complain about Tuesday." James said, and Thomas nodded.

"A fair statement."

Thomas arrived at the building first, noting the emptiness of it. Were they early?

"James, there's a sign at the door." Thomas said, approaching as James stumbled after him.

"No school?" James asked, seeing the sign. "How did we not know! We could be asleep right now!" James cried, and Thomas laughed.

"Let's go back to our dorm. Maybe later on we can hang out with John." Thomas said, grabbing James's hand and pulling him back to their place.

--

"I knew it! They're fucking!" Alexander screamed as he fell through the door.

"We are? James, why didn't you tell me? I would've put my phone down." Thomas looking at James, who snorted.

"No you wouldn't have." He laughed, and Alexander just chuckled, sitting on James's bed. John entered, a pack of beer and some chips in hand, a case filled with movies dangling from his mouth.

"Mfmm-" he began, but nothing came out. He quickly set everything down.

"Alexander, you could've at least helped me carry stuff."

"You said you had it all!" Alex rolled his eyes, and so did John. James chuckled, standing and putting everything in their small fridge.

"Don't tell anyone about the beer. I got Washington to hook us up." John winked, and Alexander rolled his eyes.

"You know, alcohol rots your brain-"

"My brain isn't going anywhere, anyways." John shrugged, pulling a beer from the pack and opening it with his mouth. Alexander blushed, looking away.

"So- what movie?" John said, throwing the DVD pack at James.

"I've never seen any of these." James said.

"What?! Not even Jurassic Park? Damn, you're uncultured." John exclaimed. Thomas rolled his eyes, shoving his phone in his pocket and setting up the DVD player, putting
Jurassic park in before moving over to his bed, which James was laying on. James rested his head on Thomas's chest, watching.

--

Thomas laughed and James squealed at the dinosaur sticking it's head through the wall. He squeezed Thomas's arm, and Thomas pulled him closer.

Alexander watched them, pretending not to care.

It wasn't that he was jealous of either of them- he was jealous of their relationship.

He wanted that. He wanted someone- John, actually- to treat him like that. James and Thomas weren't even together.

Alexander sighed, grabbing a beer and popping it open quickly.

--

"Alexander." John whispered, shaking the smaller boy. Alexanders eyes opened, and he first assessed where he was and why John was on top of him.

"What happened?" He asked, and John chuckled.

"You got kinda drunk. You're a cute drunk- kind of angry too. You grabbed my hand and pulled me in top of you, wrapping your arms and legs around me before passing out. It was honestly adorable." John laughed. Thomas and
James had fallen asleep halfway through Jurassic Park 2, and Alexander took that opportunity to snuggle himself up to John.

Alexander groaned.

"Why am I so lightweight?" He asked himself, before realizing that he still had his legs wrapped around John. He pulled away, his cheeks red.

"We should go." He said, gathering some of their things. John nodded, not bothering to grab the couple of beers left in the pack.

They arrived back home quickly- as they lived right down the hall- and Alexander quickly left, going to his room. John sighed, falling onto the couch.

He really wanted to tell Alexander how he felt- he knew Alexander wouldn't hate him- but things would never be the same.

Not to mention, James didn't want to be the one to ruin things between Alexander and Eliza. Eliza was a girl who had been fawning over Alex for months- Alex finally took her out on a date, but nothing was official or serious.

John sighed, walking upstairs and pausing at Alexanders door before leaving him alone.

That'd be a conversation for another day.

//// sorry it's so short. I'm lazy and in class. ////