Paradise

There he is, just sitting there. He's with some of his friends and laughing about something. The music is too loud for me to hear in this very crowded club, but I can hear his melodic laugh in my ears like he's standing right next to me.

I'm going to do it. It's happening, my feet are moving towards him while sweaty people dance around me.

Also, I'm imagining this whole situation happening in slow motion so I need you to do the same.

Maybe I shouldn't have had that third scotch. But I've been thinking about this for a long time now, ever since the first night it happened really, but I've never had the guts to just go for it. I'm not one to take charge of my life, you know. I'm shy, I'm awkward, things happen to me and I just take it. Not Alec though. He's not afraid to say what he wants.

Damn, Alec is hot. He looks so good right now.

Mental note: tell mom about this later. She's gonna wanna know.

Shit, did I feed my dog?

The music is blaring and lights are flashing everywhere in this dark club, possibly making this the worst situation to do this, but at this point, I'm not giving a shit. Again, blame the third scotch.

I accidentally ram my shoulder against someone who's dancing and she gives me a nasty look, but I don't apologize. I'm on a mission, girl.

Oh, wait, I did feed Barry, I just forgot to walk him. Fuck.

"Marco?" Alec sees me and he has an expression of both confusion and amusement. "What are you doing here?"

I do it, I kiss him. I pull him into me by his waist and just kiss him like my life depends on it. He resists at first but he doesn't pull away from me. In fact, his hands reach up to my face and I smile; it worked.

When we pull away, Alec blinks at me. I smirk and say, "Come on, let's dance."