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Did I mention Doomsday actually lasted two days? Somehow I don’t think I did mention that. I wonder why I didn’t…probably because I didn’t think that Sunday could be any worse than Saturday. I was extremely wrong.
You know what is a strange thing to do? To wake up at almost the exact same time as the person you are sharing a bed with. Okay, maybe people who are a couple are used to it. However, Greg and I aren’t a couple (unfortunately), so upon waking up and freezing in place when I realized where I was, and having him wake up a split second after me… I was a little freaked.
This is how it happened: I was having a brilliant dream about none other than Greg himself when I started to wake up, much to my displeasure. However when I woke up I was greeted with an extremely strange sight. Right in front of my face was Greg’s chest. Somehow in the middle of the night, I had shimmied over so that I was pressed against his chest. Now if you were in this position, the first thing you might have done is to move backwards so that he wouldn’t realize that you were practically lying on top of him. However when I tried to do this, it was only to realize that one of his arms was draped lazily across my hips and his other was under my head.
This caused me to instinctively freeze in place. I was in an intimate position on my bed with Greg. Never had a situation been so horrible and yet thrilling at the same time! I don’t think there’s anything that could worse than that situation, yet nothing could be better at the same time.
I lied, it could be worse… because he started to wake up. I tried to push back, but all I managed to do was to roll onto my back, trap his arms and drag him on top of me.
To say that I was freaking out at this point is an understatement.
Greg blinked, pushing up on one of his hands, and looking down at me trapped underneath him. This moment had just become the most awkward moment of my entire life. I could feel the heating rising in my face as it turned as red as a tomato.
“Um…uh…Hi…” I couldn’t look at him.
What had I just said? I said hi… while he was lying on top of me. How awkward am I?
“…Hi…um I think…I am going to get…off now.”
I nodded in agreement. “Might be a good idea.”
He nodded as well and pulled his arm out from under me, moving away so that he was sitting on the edge of my bed.
“Sorry,” we both murmured to each other at the same time. I glanced over at him and sat up, fiddling with the hem of my ‘sexy’ shirt.
“Um yeah…um, I’ll go get us something to eat.” I hurriedly jumped out of the bed, and ran off to the kitchen to try and find some food for us to eat; preferably some breakfast food. I hurried through the kitchen, not wanting to have to deal running into sleep deprived mob members. That probably wouldn’t be fun…at all. I get some fruit, a few drinks, and I toast some waffles quickly before heading back to my room to see Greg now in his chair holding another movie.
“One more before I have to go?” He asked and I nodded, putting the food on the bed before taking the DVD from him and putting it in the DVD player.
The entire time the DVD was playing we sat awkwardly and nibbled on the food placed in between us. I was not really concentrating on the movie; I was thinking about how I would have wanted this morning to go.
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… I wake up and find Greg holding me close to his chest; my head is tucked under his chin perfectly. Once he wakes up, he gives me a brilliant smile before leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on my lips. I smile into the amazing kiss and move my arms around his neck, one of my hands grabbing some of his hair and pulling him closer to me.
He moves one of his hands down so it rests on my hips. I moan quietly into the kiss and shift so that he is kneeling in between my legs. I can feel him grinning into the kiss.
“Pres…Pres…I think I should go now…” I blink. What on earth was he saying?
“Pres…”
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I blinked, shook my head, and looked over at Greg and the TV, only to see that the credits were rolling.
“Oh right…Um yeah, sure, I will walk with you to the door.” He nodded and smiled awkwardly before getting all of his stuff together. Once he was all set, we headed down to the door.
My house, as I might have mentioned before, is home to the wife of a big mob member and we frequently have mob members roaming through the house. So this could be a problem when you are attempting to lead your friend who knows nothing about the situation to the door.
This can be especially problematic if one of said mob members walks into the hallway cleaning out his gun and starts speaking.
“I really hate having to clean this all the time, I mean it is such a has-…”
“Yes! It is a hassle since you never get to use it for anything. Goodbye, Uncle Frank.” I turned and pushed the gaping Greg to the door.
See what I mean… my life is difficult because of the stupid mob people walking around the house when I have innocent hot guys over. How annoying is that?
I finally got him out of the door without him asking too many questions. Thank god.
“Um…Pres, your uncle has a gun.” I nodded briefly.
Thank you, Captain Obvious.
“Um yeah, he used to do police work. Um, so he keeps one on him just in case. He’s paranoid, you know?”
Oh god. HA! He used to be a cop. Wow, what an odd excuse for the real reason why he has a gun.
“Right….well then…uh, I guess I gotta go…okay bye.” I nodded and waved as he walked away.
“Uh…I’ll see you in school then?” He turned and nodded.
“Yeah bye, Pres. I had a really good time. We should do this again…I’ll call you or something.” He reached his car and climbed in. He waved from the front seat before pulling away.
I watched him leave and stayed watching long after his car was gone. Then I ran back in the house, grabbed some shoes, and ran back outside without even bothering to get out of my pajamas.
We all know where I was running to, right? Yes, I was running to no place other than Sarah’s house. Upon reaching her house I slammed my fist against the door.
“SARAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” I screamed it as loud as I could, not caring who was asleep. I was completely freaked out and I could barely breathe. I heard some crashing around inside before the door was ripped open.
“This is the second morning you have run over here and yelled at the top of your lungs for me!! What do you want this time!!!!?!?!”
“SARAAHH, I slept with Greg!!!”
Her face was priceless.
“We slept in the same bed!!! Oh my god!! He was right next to me, and I couldn’t breathe I was so nervous. And at some point, I rolled into him and he put his arms over me and then I tried to roll away but I ended up trapping his arm, and he rolled on top of me and I was this close to kissing him and I can’t breathe I am hyperventilating!!!!!!” She stared at me as I waved my arms wildly with my story, and then watched how I had to clutch my chest and gasp for breath once I was done.
“……… OH my GOD!!! That is so awesome! He must secretly like you! Why else would he try to cuddle with you in the night?” I blinked at her like she was insane.
“Because he thought I was Victoria…or a giant teddy bear…” She gave me that look that only girls have the ability to give, that ‘what? Are you stupid or something?’ … yeah that look.
“V, please…he likes you. Now come in my house and get changed into something from your secret stash of your clothes. Then we are going to go out and get some coffee so I can process this like a normal human being.” I nodded slowly, and followed her into her house and up to her room.
I do have a small amount of my clothes in her closet because I often run over to her house when I am annoyed with Tabitha. I usually end up staying the night and have no clothes; so I keep at least four days worth of clothes in her closet just to be prepared in case something like this happens.
Once we both were fully dressed, we started to walk to the shopping district to our favorite coffee shop called, ‘Java Lava Love’…yeah it is a lame name, but it has the best coffee imaginable. We soon got to our destination and I ordered my normal drink, which is kind of like…an Oreo milkshake, sundae drink type thing with coffee in it…I have no idea how to explain it. Sarah just got her mocachino thingy ma bobber.
Once we had received our life-giving drinks we went and found a table to sit at. Upon sitting, she looked at me.
“Okay so let me get this straight, you both ended up sleeping in your bed…and when you guys woke up you were in an intimate position?” I nodded and sucked up my drink through the straw.
“Yeah, that’s what happened, and then I daydreamed about him kissing me…but that is nothing new.” I sighed and slammed my head down on to the table, letting out a groan. “What am I gonna do? He is so in ‘love’ with Victoria. I can never have him, and he is completely straight!”
I turned my head so I could see Sarah, only to discover that she has that other look on her face; that one that says ‘I know EXACTLY what to do’ Yeah…that look.
“Oh no, Sarah…I don’t like that look.” She just grinned more and leaned forward.
“Oh, but I have a plan. Okay, listen to this. We are going to follow them on a date and prove to Greg what a b***h Victoria is. Then, once he has seen the light, he will break up with her. Once he is single, you sweep in as the best friend who is there for him after a tragic breakup. Since he is already confused about his feelings for you, he will start to think he likes you even more. Then when he is just a little bit away from realizing that he likes you, you say you have a boyfriend! Now, we would have to find a fake boyfriend for you, but that’s for later! He would see you with the fake and get incredibly jealous. Then he would admit that he is in love with you and say that you have to leave the other guy because the fake doesn’t love you as much as he does!!!!” I stared at her slack jawed.
“I am sorry, Sarah, but my life isn’t some love story…it can’t just be planned out. Besides those stories never work, do they? The guy with the fake boyfriend always realizes that they love their friend who is the fake boyfriend more than they love the one they are pining after.” She stared at me and physically deflated, sinking lower in her chair.
“Well fine then, mister plan-ruiner. I still think we should get him to see what a horrid b***h Victoria is.”
“I concur.” She smiled and leaned forward again.
“Okay, so all we need to do is find out when their next date is, and then we go into super spy mode and follow them around until we prove to him that Victoria is a total witch!” I nodded and smiled.
Sarah is a spaz, but I love her for it.
After we finished planning out Victoria’s downfall, we stood up and threw away our cups. As we were getting ready to leave, I spotted Ronald across the room.
“Hey!” I called out to him and walked over.
“Hey, what’s up?” He smiled in acknowledgement.
“Nothing really, just trying to stay awake with coffee.” Sarah grinned and elbowed me.
“Introduce me, now!!!! Hi. I am Sarah!” I rolled my eyes.
“In case you didn’t hear… this is Sarah. Sarah, this is Ronald. We met in the bathroom a few days ago. That sounded unbelievably awkward… sorry.” They both laughed and I smiled.
At least I think they might get along. This was the first time I had actually heard Ronald laugh. Which put an idea in my head: maybe he liked Sarah. AH HA! That must be it! I grinned briefly before letting my face fall back into its natural appearance.
“So Ron, what were you planning on doing this weekend? Maybe we can all go to the movies or hang out or something? It would be fun, right?” He looked at me, and that’s when I knew I was right.
Of course I am right. I am gay. I have the ability to tell when a guy likes someone; which is why I strongly believe that Greg doesn’t like me, but Sarah thinks he does. Maybe I just think I am good with figuring this stuff out, but I really am not.
“I am not doing much. I would love to hang out with you guys…if Sarah doesn’t mind.” He looked at her, and she nodded.
“Great! What are you doing now? I’m not doing anything important ‘cept hanging out with Sarah” He nodded and stood up, grabbing his stuff.
“I dunno. I have to go to work in an hour…maybe tomorrow?” He looked at Sarah again, and not me.
“Well okay you can get in contact with one of us, right? Oh um…I’ll give you my number any way.” Sarah then rattled off her number to him and I smiled.
“Sarah, I am going to go home and have a shower. I’ll see you later, okay?” She blinked and nodded at me before I waved at Ron and hurried out of the coffee shop.
I did well.
Anyway, so that is how dooms-weekend ended…with me in the arms of Greg, only wishing that more had happened.
A/N: Ritnou has to apologize for the lateness of the chapter!!! She didn’t even finish it before Friday ended! It being 12:21 now…..yay 12:21!!!! Haha 1221…hehe…um anyways yeah so my bad! I was gonna have it done earlier today except that my boyfriend came over and we watched movies :[ oops oh well…..I HOPE YOU LIKED THE CHAPTER ANYWAYS!!!!
Ritnou · Mon Jun 29, 2009 @ 10:09pm · 0 Comments |
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