The First Time

Chapter 13- Not wearing pants...

*Brookes POV*

I woke up laying alone in Troy's bed wearing one of his t-shirts. Where is he? How'd this shirt get on me?

I looked over at my phone and realized that it was 9 a.m. I'm scared if I run back to the guest room to get clothes, someone from his family will see me. I'll text Troy.

~Brooke~
"Hey where are you?"

*2 minutes later*

~Troy~
"I'm downstairs."

~Brooke~
"Well... I'm not wearing pants... And I'm scared to walk across the hall..."

~Troy~
"Everyone is in the living room. Just run! You'll be good. 😂"

~Brooke~
"..."

I crept open his door and looked around the hallway. It didn't sound like anyone was around. I slowly walked out and made my way for the guest room. I was halfway there when his mom walks out of her room... And there I am.. Half naked coming from her sons room...

"Um... I promise it's not what it--" She held her hand out to me.

"I didn't see you, and you didn't see me." She winked as she started eating a handful chocolate, I'm guessing it came from her stash or something...

I hurried on into the guest room and looked back at my phone.

~Troy~
"Oh yeah, mom is still up stairs."

~Brooke~
"Oh, really!?"

~Troy~
"Sorry..."

I quickly put on some floral soft material shorts, a peach t-shirt, and white Vans. I threw on some quick, cute makeup and brushed through my natural beach curls.

I walked down stairs and sat on the couch next to Troy. He reached over grabbed my hand and whispered.

"Let's get out of here."

I quickly agreed and he grabbed his keys and walked out.

"Where are we going?"

"I'm starving!"

"Alright."

We jumped in the car and headed for a random fast food place. We decided on Chil-Fil-A because it was closer. We pulled up, ordered 2 number 1's and pulled into a parking space to eat.

The question was bound to come up. I guess I'll just ask.

"Troy?"

"Yeah?"

"How did that shirt get on me this morning?"

"I put it on you..." He said dragging it out, almost like I should have known or something.

"Oh, why?"

"Look, Brooke, I don't want you to think I want you for sex. I genuinely like you. I don't want you to feel like you have to 'flaunt' your body for me. Okay?"

Now that I think about it, I'm glad he just said that. It makes me feel good knowing he genuinely likes me.

"Okay." I said sweetly while kissing him on the cheek.

I look down at my phone and realize my mom was calling me.

"Hey mom!"

"Hey sweety! I was just letting you know we'll be back tomorrow."

"Okay, having fun?"

"Yes! Your dad and I never do things like this anymore."

"Okay, haha. Well call me when you're here."

"Love you."

"Love you too. Bye!"

I hung up the phone and looked at Troy.

"No more sleepovers starting tomorrow." I laughed.

"Darn, looks like I'll be coming through your window." He smirked back.

We drove to his house and ate up in his room. Trying to think of ways to spend our last night together.