The Many Sides of a Sick Pretty Boy Frontman

"Why not?" said Monte, still tickling him.

"Cause..." Lennon said as he laughed. "I can't get up..."

Monte laughed. "Can't you move me?"

"Don't wanna accidentally hurt you..." Lennon said.

"You won't," said Monte

"Fine then." Lennon smirked, poking Monte.

Monte squeaked and poked Lennon back

Lennon laughed and poked him again.

Monte laughed and poked Lennon back

"Bully." Lennon laughed.

"Am not," said Monte.

"Fine, you aren't." Lennon said, poking him again.

Monte squeaked.

Lennon smiled, gently moving Monte off him so he could sit up.

Monte smiled, glancing back down the hall

"What?" Lennon asked, watching him.

Monte shrugged. "Nothin'"

Lennon shrugged his shoulders and got up off the bed.

Monte poked Lennon's side.

Lennon jumped slightly as he laughed, not having expected it. "Hey..."

Monte laughed

"I'm going to get a drink, want one?" Lennon asked.

Monte nodded.

Lennon smiled and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

Monte stayed in his room.