Chapter 12
When I got back, Troy's descending down the stairs and making his way to the living room, he didn't even saw me walk in.
I walk slowly towards Troy, who's now sitting on the couch.
"Hey!" I patted him on his shoulder and then taking a sit beside him, Indian style.
"Hey!" He said back and stretch.
"Did you get some sleep?" I asked. He nodded and smile at me.
"Good. You need that for tonight." I look at him.
"Tonight? For what?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
"We're going out tonight!" I beamed. "Aren't you excited?"
"Well...um...." Before he finishes what his going to say, I interrupt him.
"C'mon let's get dress!" I stand up and he does the same.
We went to out separate room and change. It took me 30 minutes to prepare, I was wearing a blue skinny jean, a black blouse with the one shoulder down and a matching 3 inch black high heels, it wasn't so bad if you get use to it. I put a little make up and light eyeliner around my green eyes, I'm not really a fan of make up so I don't use much but tonight, I do.
I grab my black purse which is lying on my bed and went down stairs. When I found that the living room is empty, I decided to call a taxi and wait for Troy.
When I heard a car pullover in front of the house, the same time Troy come down.
"Hey." I greeted him.
"Hi." He breathe out. “You look.....you're.....breathe taking." He looks at me up and down.
I feel the heat starting to build up to my cheeks, so I look down and reply "Thanks". Then I heard a honk from the taxi; indicating us to hurry up.
"Let's go, the taxi is waiting." I said walking to the front door, opening it and walking outside.
I didn't wait for Troy; I walk straight to the taxi. I give the direction to the driver and wait for Troy to get into the cab.
As soon as he gets in, the driver drives away. A few minutes later the driver parked in front of my club. The ride to the club was quiet. Troy open the door and get out, I pay the driver and follow Troy inside.
"We're on your club." He said looking around.
"So you remember." I told him.
"Of course! How could I forget? Especially that night" He has a teasing smile plastered on his face.
After a few seconds I get what his referring to.
"You’re an evil child, aren't you?" I slightly punch his arm. "And I was drunk that night." I added. My full body is overheating, embarrass on the thought he had.....
For the moment he just stood there beside me looking around. I look up at him and wrap my arms around his.
"Come on! Let's just get drunk!" I said enthusiastically while dragging him down to the bar counter.
That night Troy and I got drunk, have a little drinking contest with the whole people in the club cheering and other things that I don't even remember.
I don't even remember how we get home; I only know that when I opened my eyes both Troy and I were laying on my sofa powerless and on some odd different positions.
I close my eyes and try to sleep but I don't feel like sleeping. I move and change my position, that my knees is slightly touching Troy's knees every time I breathe in and out, the heat taking over through my body won't make me sleep.
I decided to move to the floor and the sudden heat in my body a few seconds ago is now gone. I try to find my comfortable position to sleep, but instead of getting comfortable I bump my head on the table that I wasn't aware that time.
I groan in frustration, irritate by fact that I can't sleep but I badly want to. I'm supposed to be passed out by this time, guess what I wasn't.
I stand up and sit beside Troy who's passed out on the sofa, sleeping peacefully. I scooted closer to him and now I can hear him breathe in and out softly and just stared at his emotionless innocent face for a few minutes.
His breathe brush gently against my face, I can smell the alcohol in it, mixing with vanilla and strawberry that makes me scooted more closely and inhaled his alluring scent as much as I could.
Then I suddenly feel his warm hand on the right side of my waist, which makes me move away from his face. Is he awake? I gently remove his hand from my waist; my hand feel like it was set on fire the moment that my hand touches his. I went to the kitchen to make myself a nice hot coffee and think about what I’m just about to do in there if he didn’t put his hand and startled me.
I was sitting on a stool and drinking my coffee slowly with both of my elbow resting on the counter. I look at the wall clock that is hanging in the kitchen and it says 4:25 in the morning.
I put my coffer down and went to my room to get a Tylenol, then went back to the kitchen to get a glass of water and go to the living room were Troy is still sleeping. I kneel on the floor, put the water and the tablet down on the table and wake Troy up.
"Troy. Wake up." I murmured softly against his ear and shake him gently.
"Mmmmm." He muttered softly but didn't move or open his eyes.
"Troy, wake up." I try again.
He squeeze his eyes tightly and slowly open it while gently rubbing one of he's eyes.
"Hey." He said, his voice still sound sleepy.
"Hey."
I grab the water and the Tylenol from the table and give it to him.
"Here drink this." He takes the water and Tylenol from my hand and drinks it.
"What is this for?" He asked after drinking all the water.
"Headache." I replied. "You want to go surfing?" I asked, standing up from where I was kneeling.
"I don't know how to."
"Don't worry. I'll teach you."
"Okay."
Before I let him go to the water, I teach him the basic stuff about surfing. Paddling and standing up on his board, on the sand.
He did it five times before getting it right.
We're now doing it into the water; we paddle up and waited for the wave to come.
When a wave comes into the view, I paddle towards the wave and Troy follows me.
We're now ridding on the waves, I got ready to stand up and Troy did the same.
I count 1....2....3.... Then we both stand up but Troy fall a couple of seconds after.
We surf until we can't, Troy enjoyed it very much but he didn't get the chance to stand up longer the 10 seconds.
He laughs his ass off when I accidentally flipped upside down with my board while we're waiting for the waves to come
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