Loving You

Chapter 2

PARIS'S POV

"The old man says 'what?' again. So this time the doctor yells it, " I NEED A URINE SAMPLE, A FECES SAMPLE, AND A BLOOD SAMPLE!" So the old woman turns to the old man and says, "He needs a pair of your underwear!"

Trey begins to laugh at his own joke and I can't help but join in. We're on our way to the mall so, as Trey says, to grace the hotties with our swagtastic presence.

"Man, that's nasty. Where do you get these jokes?" I ask wiping tears from my eyes, hiccupping from laughing so hard. I can feel my abdominal muscles aching as I try to catch my breath, an occasional chuckle slipping past my lips. Trey lifts one of his eyebrows, something he has been doing for all the years I've known him, before replying."Man I'm just that awesome." He blows on his knuckles and wipes imaginary dust from his shoulder, but really it just looks like he's rubbing dandruff from his shirt. I don't tell him that.

Instead I give him a deadpan look before responding," Or you just copy them off the internet." He punches me in the shoulder, making my muscles in that area sting from the pain. I smirk but inwardly wince. Fuck he can punch. Trey seems to remember something because he perks up after pouting from my comment.

"Hey man, you goin' to that party Christy's throwin' next Saturday? Heard that shits gonna be wild." Trey fist pumps the air, receiving several looks from the other passengers on the bus, a mix of curiosity and annoyance. I fucking hate when people stare. Don't they have better shit to do? Like trying to stay off my bad side? Or ya know dying in a ditch? Just some suggestions. I sneer and address them, rudely might I add,clenching my fists and I'm sure there's a glare on my face.

"I suggest you turn your asses around and mind your own damn business." I make sure my voice is a hiss. Most of them flinch and turn murmuring, but I don't give a bloody shit. They need to know not to stare. Like I said that shit seriously pisses me off. I overhear an old lady muttering something like 'what a rude boy' to the lady next to her. Oh well. Fuck you too grandma. Trey chuckles beside me before repeating his question, this time without the wild gestures.

I sigh and shake my head ruefully, a frown etching itself on my face. "I don't know man. I really don't want to put up with Christy's bull." Christy is a recently ex-girlfriend. I broke up with her because, one she's a whore, and two, she's fucking clingy and annoying. Like those things that get stuck on you and are hard to get off. A bur, I think. "Plus it's always the same. Drink, fuck somebody, and watch you dance on a table with some random person. Oh, and lets not forget the complimentary hangover the next day."

Trey laughs as the bus stops and an old lady gets on. I look out of the window to see that we're outside of the rich neighborhood. I snort. You'd think the rich could afford a car. I'm not bitter, my family has more than enough money, same thing goes for Trey. But you know. It's still weird. As I'm thinking, another person gets on the bus, and I almost have a heart attack. Paying his fare is one of the sexiest guys I've ever seen. And I've seen alot. His brown hair is tousled, and has a beautiful shine to it. His body is muscular. Toned, I guess. And those legs, damn they should be illegal. They run on for miles, and those white skinny jeans he's wearing are like a second skin. It's as if they were molded just for his body. The way they cup that ass. Speaking of his ass, it's round and perky. Not too big not too small. Just how I like it. God, he's every gay, bi, and pansexual guy's wet dream. Let's not talk about the girls. I'm sure most of them on the bus have drool on their lip then I do.

"Paris? Paris!' A hand makes it way in front off my face, snapping me from my inspection of the the sex god. I jump, startled, and look to see Trey looking at me curiously with a hint of worry in his eyes." Huh?" I ask , wanting nothing more than to back around and watch the beautiful siren. I've never been this attracted to someone before. I haven't had sex since I broke up with Christy a week ago. Eh.