Darling , You'll Be Okay

We stopped in a driveway of a lovely home. I could see that it was a warm welcoming place. We all walked in, Vic showed me around. It was nice. We decided to just to sit in his room and talk...

Vic: So where are you from?
Me: Chicago. Im not used to this nice weather.
Vic:Ahh , I knew there was something about your voice.
Me: What about it ? I began turning a bit red...
Vic: Awe, sweetie, its not anything to be embarrassed about. Its beautiful. I knew you had some sort of accent.
Me: Oh, thanks. Honestly, I really like the sound of your voice. Its soft and it doesnt sound like you could ever be mean.
Vic: Thank you, he said trying to hide his cheesy smile.
Me: I got close and began to smile too. I whispered in his ear. That's a nice smile you've got there Vic.

He turned not knowing I was very close and his lips quickly, gently touched mine for a second. By mistske of course. I said sorry and thw conversation went on...

Vic: What are you into?
Me: Music, baseball, and unfortunately, love .
Vic: Well we seem to have a lot in common. He chuckled.

I could see his smile and hear his laugh. It was like seeing a newborn baby. It was perfect and every moment was beautiful. We went on about everything. What we'd been through, what we wanted in life, what we didnt want, and what was to come. I began enjoying talking to him more than I did before. We were laying on his bed looking at just each other when a knock came at the door frame. "Are you ready to go Val? I think its like 9:00. " It was Jaime. "Oh , um in like 15 minutes?" I said wishing it could be longer but he could sometimes be impatient so 15 minutes was enough for him. Vic was singing when I turned back and boy was his voice beautiful. I tried telling him but he wouldn't believe me. 15 minutes came feel I like 3 and I wished it'd lasted longer. Me and Jaime headed home.

We arrived at about 9:30. By 10:17 there was a knock at the door. I was already in pajamas. A white crop top and a pair of plaid boxers. I opened it to see Vic standing in front of me. I let him in the house and into the kitchen to get a bag of chips. Then off to my room to see what was up. Fully unaware that I was in my pajamas because I forgot. Until he brought it up. "You look really cute I'm your little pajamas." he said shyly. "Oh shit I forgot. I'm sorry." I hid under my blanket. Jaime was asleep as well as my parents had already been. "Its alright. Doesn't bother me at all. But um I came over because I noticed I didn't really give you a goodbye and I felt bad." I laughed in shock. "You show up at my door stop at 10:20 to tell say goodbye because you didn't earlier? That's all too cute" "Well yea. So goodbye Val. I'll see you tomorrow at school I suppose." He began walking towards my bedroom door when I said "Wait, how did you get here? I didn't hear a car pull into the driveway." "Oh, I walked. We only live like 4 blocks from each other." He said eagerly. "Well its already 10:30.. I don't want you to walk. Its cold at this time and its too dark. I could drive you." "No darling, you'll get sick in only those pajamas and I wouldn't want anything to happen to you on the way back. I'll just walk, no big deal." He said calmly. "No Vic, you're my friend now, I'm not going to let you walk." "And I'm not going to let you drive." "Okay, okay fair enough. Then how about you just crash here? You can shower in the morning and you and Jaime seem about the same size, he'd let you borrow something." I said in a gentle, tired voice. "No , that'd be too awkward for you." He said in a caring voice. I could tell he too was growing tired. "It wont , I promise. I can just go tell my mom really quick so that she knows. Do you like pancakes? I can make you some in the morning." I was happy to have him over even if we did have school the next day. "Val, you're all too nice. Thanks. And I happen to like pancakes , yes bit you dont need to make me anything." "Anytime. Now do you want the bed or that futon over there?" The futon complimented my pure white curtains as it too was pure white. "Val, that's YOUR bed. You sleep there. I'll make friends with this futon. Now sweet dreams Valencia." He managed to say. I loved how he said my name but it was strange because I never liked how anyone said my name. "Goodnight Victor." Lights out for the both of us.

Notes

Kinda weird for him to be spending the night on the first day but heh its fiction anyway :p