(A/N) I had some extra time in class so I decided to write a quick drabble for my DEH drabble book. It went over 100 words, so I decided to post it here! I put my playlist on shuffle and this song came up, so this is the product of that!

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"Don't fucking talk to me."

Why did I even come here?

Connor Murphy rolls his eyes and flips his hair, ruffling it slightly and making a mental note to wash it.

As yet another drunk girl attempts to pull him into the stupid dance circle, he manages to escape to the room with smoke pouring out of the cracks in the door.

That's why...

He walks inside and fist bumps Micheal, taking a seat on the beanbag next to the hottie Keith.

Without saying a word, Keith just hands him the lit blunt.

"Thanks dude."

"No problem."

Connor's eyes glance up to Keith, seeing the tattoo on the man's neck and examining his plump lips with smoke coming out.

I need to end this stupid crush immediately. I'm already weird enough, I don't need to be liking boys too.

But his eyes play a different game, continuing to gaze at Keith with half-lidded eyes and strands of his hair partially blocking his view.

Keith turns to him and moves the hair behind Connor's ear, not making eye contact.

Connor quickly turns away and takes a furious blow of the joint.

I just came here to the party for the drugs. I'm not here to make a friend or fall in love.

I'm not going to make a friend or fall in love.