'✿.｡.:* 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 *.:｡.✿' || a gandrew fic ||

<3 gay night club

1263 word count

andrew's pov
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when we got to the gay club i honestly had no idea what was going on

apparently it was 'buy one drink get one free' night so there were a lot of drunk men (and some women) dancing all around

the place was called "tight bulge" which me and garrett both laughed at

the moment we walked in the door we had drinks handed to us from everyone

it was fun but we were getting super drunk and it was only 8:00pm. garrett was just looking at me with a dorky smile and trying to act 'cool'

he bought me a drink which was just good ole whiskey and it was the beginning to a crazy ass night.

"andrew!!! they're playing 2000s r&b and i know thats your favorite! let's go dance or i will literally drag you."

"i'd like to see you try." honestly i would because that's so fucking hot when he forces me to do shit-

i need to stop.

"you asked for it" the giant nerd picks me up wedding style and spins me around one good time and then sets me down.

"i'm gonna throw up if i spin again." he laughs and i see his chest moving from the laughter as he starts to dance

holy shit i've never had second hand embarrassment as much as i do at this very moment

"what is that?!" i laugh at him super fuckin loud and he just replies saying

"it's called the stanky leg." his giggle makes my heart melt

"garrett no!"

"gARRETT YES!"
he grabs my hands and try and dances with me until some dude says

"hey cutie, want a drink?" and at that garrett blushes while my blood boils

"sure i'd love one."

"cool cool , nice glasses by the way" he winks at garrett and all i wanna do is punch him in his goddamn fucking face

"ahem" i cough so the two lovebirds remember that i'm fucking here too.

"oh uh sorry you must be his boyfriend?"

"no andrew's just my straight friend!" i wince at the word straight

and at this point i'm already drunk so i just completely spill everything

"bisexual"

"what andrew ?"

"bisexual ,,that's me."

"oh um sorry i didn't know"

"yep i know ,it's fine. let's get you drunk enough to not remember that. hey you , muscles ? buy him another drink and make it super alcoholic."

"my name is wren ,not muscles."

"ok then wren , buy my best fucking friend a drink already! maybe even take him home and fuck around! i don't fucking care."

"sounds good to me!" garrett says while hiccuping from the alcohol and makes my heart shatter into tiny pieces.

"well i'm gonna go to the bathroom now. have fun garebear."