Save Me
No Pants
I slowly open my eyes to this bright morning, and the first thing that I see is the Vicster. He looks peaceful and it makes me giggle. Oh, and he’s snoring pretty loud too. I notice my left arm tangled around his right arm, and my right hand is holding onto his left hand, and he’s gripping me pretty tight..
And this is the first time we’ve slept together. Not like sex, or like lovers, but as bestfriends.
I walk out the steaming hot shower, and the room’s filled with fog. I dry myself with Vic’s red towel, and then grab my clothes from the sink counter top. I notice that the room looks different. His bathroom is usually clean but, not today. His clothes are all over the floor, toothpaste spilled in the sink, and it smells weird. What the fuck did he do? I slide on my wonder women undies. Then, a black bra, and a t-shirt. Then, I pick up the clothes, wipe off the toothpaste with a paper towel, and I cannot do anything about the stink. I walk back into his bedroom and stop. I realize that the shirt I’ve been wearing, is the shirt Vic gave me when we hung out at the beach one day. We had some major deep convos that day. I blush. Red.
I look at the peaceful, comfortable, Vic, and yell, “Wake up sleepy head!!!!!”
He sits up quickly on the bed, panicking as he tries to see clearly with his squinting eyes. I laugh loudly, “Good Morning!” He grunts like a little baby, “Morning.” He gets on his feet and a huge yawn comes out his mouth. “We’re gonna go road tripping today!” I throw my arms in the air to show enthusiasm. “Where to?” His eyes are wide open and they’re wandering me. I watch his eyes go down, and oh yeah, I’m not wearing pants.
He giggles, “You’re wearing Wonder Woman underwear.” I look down, “Why yes, I am. Go shower!” I exclaim pushing him towards his bathroom. He’s chuckling loudly now. I shake my head and walk out his room.
I hear Mike in the kitchen. I bet he’s cooking up something good. I see him facing the oven, cooking, what smells like eggs, and I sit on the counter top’s highchair, without a sound, like a ninja that I am, smiling, waiting for him to notice me. He turns around, and jumps with fear, “What the fuck!” and he drops the pan he had in his hand. I laugh loudly, as I walk around the counter, to him, and give him a kiss on the cheek, “Good morning!” He glares at me, but he ends up smiling, “Why the fuck are you here?” I’m about to answer and then, “Tiffany?” We both turn to look at who it is, and it’s Daniel.
“What are you doing here?” His eyes are looking down and I can see the shock expression on his face. I stutter to answer.. He’s probably thinking wrong of me. “You like Wonder Women?” he asks seriously staring me down. I'm still stuttering. I don't even know why. “Why.. Yes. I do..” His expression immediately changes and he bursts into laughter, "What a babe." he says under his breathe, but I'm able to hear him. I give him a relieved smile because I thought he would be weirded out or something.
I watch Daniel as he puts on his black vans. He's in a black t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, and that hair. It's styled nicely. I want to touch it.
I approach him with a conversation because he looks like he's going to do something really productive today. "Going to go jumping again?" He gives me this smile that's showing his dimples, and that piercing he has in his mouth. It looks cool! "No." he giggles, "I'm actually going to this Mexican Restaurant that is so good." "What! You like mexican food? Are burritos your favorite??" I exclaim. "YES! They are so good! You should try this supreme Carnia Asada burrito. It will blow your mind." I chuckle loudly and I notice Vic at the kitchen with Mike. When did he get there? He catches me glancing at him for a second, and smiles at me. I do the same and turn back to Daniel.
"You should come. It's on me." he says, giving me that same smile. It's cute, I gotta admit. "Oh! I would love to! But, I'm gonna hang with Vic today. Maybe next time?" He nods in excitement, "Totally." Then, his phone rings and it's a text. "Well, I should get going. I really hope we get to hang soon, Tiff." I smile at him, "Totally!" And he walks off, waving bye to his roommates, and he's out the door.
I walk to the two boys and Mike's giving me this creepy smile. He looks like pedo. “What?” I say. "You and Dan.” I chuckle loudly, "Naw, we're just friends who are going to hang soon." "More like go on a date." Mike's winking at me. I giggle shaking my head. I look at Vic and he's setting up the table. He hasn't said a word at all. Mike comes to my side and whisper, "You and Dan would be cuties. Try it out." I look at him and shrug. I don't know about that..
After the delicious breakfast that Mike made, I automatically start my car engine with Vic struggling to get comfortable in my passenger seat. “You're a noob.” I say as I drive out the spot, and onto the road. “You’re weird!” he shouts sounding like a whiny little baby. I chuckle as I try patting his face. He grabs my hand and I struggle to pull away from this weirdo. “Stop!” I exclaim giggling. “I like your hand though.” he’s rubbing my hand to his face, making it seem like he enjoys it. “You weirdo!” and I pull my hand away as he laughs his ass off.
I head onto the freeway, going where I planned on going. I glance at Vic, and he’s looking out his window. “Where are we going?” He’s slightly serious now. I kind of stutter to tell him where we are going. I kind of don’t wanna tell him for many reasons.. I sigh softly and finally say, “We are going to visit my dad.” I feel him looking at me, “Oh. That’s cool. I’ve been wanting to meet him.” I take the route to Los Angeles.
“How come you seem like you don’t want to tell me?” And he can read my facial expression. I can’t say anything. Well, I don’t know what to tell him. “What?!.” I say like I have no idea what he’s talking about. “No…” He stares at me as I glance back and fourth from the road and to him. “I’m just… You know.. I don’t know..” “What is it?” He’s fucking curious now. I glance at him one more time and he has that concern look on his face. “I just.. I don’t know.. I’m not used to guys meeting my dad.” I finally say. “It’s whatever.” I glance at him again, and he’s smiling away. “Shutup!” I exclaim. “I’M THE FIRST GUY THAT’S GONNA MEET YOUR DAD?!?!!?” he exclaims so loudly as if he’s proud. And he’s laughing too. I put up a mad face. “Come on, don’t be mad. Be glad.” I giggle at him as I shake my head.
It’s 3 in the afternoon when we arrived at my dad’s house. We pull up onto this tan two story house, with a burgundy door, and a red parked car. Shit. She’s here.
I park my car beside the red car and freeze completely. She’s here. I thought she would be busy today and not be here. Oh god.. Vic is looking at me confused, “What is it?” I shake my head and head out the car before he could say anymore, and I’m frowning. I approach the door, while Vic barely gets out the car. I contemplate on knocking and when I finally knock on it three times, he’s right beside me. I look at him and he’s smiling. And right before I could do anything, my dad’s at the door.
And this is the first time we’ve slept together. Not like sex, or like lovers, but as bestfriends.
I walk out the steaming hot shower, and the room’s filled with fog. I dry myself with Vic’s red towel, and then grab my clothes from the sink counter top. I notice that the room looks different. His bathroom is usually clean but, not today. His clothes are all over the floor, toothpaste spilled in the sink, and it smells weird. What the fuck did he do? I slide on my wonder women undies. Then, a black bra, and a t-shirt. Then, I pick up the clothes, wipe off the toothpaste with a paper towel, and I cannot do anything about the stink. I walk back into his bedroom and stop. I realize that the shirt I’ve been wearing, is the shirt Vic gave me when we hung out at the beach one day. We had some major deep convos that day. I blush. Red.
I look at the peaceful, comfortable, Vic, and yell, “Wake up sleepy head!!!!!”
He sits up quickly on the bed, panicking as he tries to see clearly with his squinting eyes. I laugh loudly, “Good Morning!” He grunts like a little baby, “Morning.” He gets on his feet and a huge yawn comes out his mouth. “We’re gonna go road tripping today!” I throw my arms in the air to show enthusiasm. “Where to?” His eyes are wide open and they’re wandering me. I watch his eyes go down, and oh yeah, I’m not wearing pants.
He giggles, “You’re wearing Wonder Woman underwear.” I look down, “Why yes, I am. Go shower!” I exclaim pushing him towards his bathroom. He’s chuckling loudly now. I shake my head and walk out his room.
I hear Mike in the kitchen. I bet he’s cooking up something good. I see him facing the oven, cooking, what smells like eggs, and I sit on the counter top’s highchair, without a sound, like a ninja that I am, smiling, waiting for him to notice me. He turns around, and jumps with fear, “What the fuck!” and he drops the pan he had in his hand. I laugh loudly, as I walk around the counter, to him, and give him a kiss on the cheek, “Good morning!” He glares at me, but he ends up smiling, “Why the fuck are you here?” I’m about to answer and then, “Tiffany?” We both turn to look at who it is, and it’s Daniel.
“What are you doing here?” His eyes are looking down and I can see the shock expression on his face. I stutter to answer.. He’s probably thinking wrong of me. “You like Wonder Women?” he asks seriously staring me down. I'm still stuttering. I don't even know why. “Why.. Yes. I do..” His expression immediately changes and he bursts into laughter, "What a babe." he says under his breathe, but I'm able to hear him. I give him a relieved smile because I thought he would be weirded out or something.
I watch Daniel as he puts on his black vans. He's in a black t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, and that hair. It's styled nicely. I want to touch it.
I approach him with a conversation because he looks like he's going to do something really productive today. "Going to go jumping again?" He gives me this smile that's showing his dimples, and that piercing he has in his mouth. It looks cool! "No." he giggles, "I'm actually going to this Mexican Restaurant that is so good." "What! You like mexican food? Are burritos your favorite??" I exclaim. "YES! They are so good! You should try this supreme Carnia Asada burrito. It will blow your mind." I chuckle loudly and I notice Vic at the kitchen with Mike. When did he get there? He catches me glancing at him for a second, and smiles at me. I do the same and turn back to Daniel.
"You should come. It's on me." he says, giving me that same smile. It's cute, I gotta admit. "Oh! I would love to! But, I'm gonna hang with Vic today. Maybe next time?" He nods in excitement, "Totally." Then, his phone rings and it's a text. "Well, I should get going. I really hope we get to hang soon, Tiff." I smile at him, "Totally!" And he walks off, waving bye to his roommates, and he's out the door.
I walk to the two boys and Mike's giving me this creepy smile. He looks like pedo. “What?” I say. "You and Dan.” I chuckle loudly, "Naw, we're just friends who are going to hang soon." "More like go on a date." Mike's winking at me. I giggle shaking my head. I look at Vic and he's setting up the table. He hasn't said a word at all. Mike comes to my side and whisper, "You and Dan would be cuties. Try it out." I look at him and shrug. I don't know about that..
After the delicious breakfast that Mike made, I automatically start my car engine with Vic struggling to get comfortable in my passenger seat. “You're a noob.” I say as I drive out the spot, and onto the road. “You’re weird!” he shouts sounding like a whiny little baby. I chuckle as I try patting his face. He grabs my hand and I struggle to pull away from this weirdo. “Stop!” I exclaim giggling. “I like your hand though.” he’s rubbing my hand to his face, making it seem like he enjoys it. “You weirdo!” and I pull my hand away as he laughs his ass off.
I head onto the freeway, going where I planned on going. I glance at Vic, and he’s looking out his window. “Where are we going?” He’s slightly serious now. I kind of stutter to tell him where we are going. I kind of don’t wanna tell him for many reasons.. I sigh softly and finally say, “We are going to visit my dad.” I feel him looking at me, “Oh. That’s cool. I’ve been wanting to meet him.” I take the route to Los Angeles.
“How come you seem like you don’t want to tell me?” And he can read my facial expression. I can’t say anything. Well, I don’t know what to tell him. “What?!.” I say like I have no idea what he’s talking about. “No…” He stares at me as I glance back and fourth from the road and to him. “I’m just… You know.. I don’t know..” “What is it?” He’s fucking curious now. I glance at him one more time and he has that concern look on his face. “I just.. I don’t know.. I’m not used to guys meeting my dad.” I finally say. “It’s whatever.” I glance at him again, and he’s smiling away. “Shutup!” I exclaim. “I’M THE FIRST GUY THAT’S GONNA MEET YOUR DAD?!?!!?” he exclaims so loudly as if he’s proud. And he’s laughing too. I put up a mad face. “Come on, don’t be mad. Be glad.” I giggle at him as I shake my head.
It’s 3 in the afternoon when we arrived at my dad’s house. We pull up onto this tan two story house, with a burgundy door, and a red parked car. Shit. She’s here.
I park my car beside the red car and freeze completely. She’s here. I thought she would be busy today and not be here. Oh god.. Vic is looking at me confused, “What is it?” I shake my head and head out the car before he could say anymore, and I’m frowning. I approach the door, while Vic barely gets out the car. I contemplate on knocking and when I finally knock on it three times, he’s right beside me. I look at him and he’s smiling. And right before I could do anything, my dad’s at the door.
