built for sin~ sodapop curtis

twenty-three

iris's pov

i watched as the clock ticked over and over, hitting 1:30 am. i was wide awake. i mean who wouldn't be after their own fathers funeral? maybe i'm just weird. i carefully got up, trying not to wake the sleeping sodapop next to me. i successfully got out of the room, and went and poured myself a drink.

yea, drinking at 1 am, what could go wrong? everything. but i don't care anyway. i needed it. i turned on the radio at the lowest volume and elvis 'are you lonesome tonight' was playing. i smiled and continued drinking. elvis brought out a whole other side of me, add in the drinking, i'm insane.

i felt hands snake around my waist. "should've invited me to the party," soda said. "pity party," i corrected. "well either way, should've invited me," he said taking the drink from my hand. "hey you don't have to drink just because i am," i said trying to take it from him. "never kills to try new things," he said. "no, you can just pretend while i actually get drunk," i said. "i'm not gonna let you change your perfect amazing self just cause i'm sad," i laughed and took it from him.

"fine," he laughed. "but you at least have to dance with me," "perfectly fine with me," i said, setting the cup down. i took his hand and placed the other on his shoulder, his on my waist. we swayed to the music and every song was elvis, so i was satisfied. i was with my favorite person, listening to my favorite artist, and drinking.

"sodapop curtis," i said. "iris curtis," he said. we both froze and laughed. "that sounds like shit," he said. "yeah, but it's okay, we'll have to get used too it," i replied. he smirked raising an eyebrow. he spun me around, then dipped me. leaving a gentle, but extremely passionate, kiss on my lips. i'd never get sick of that. ever.

after we stopped the kiss, i went to kiss his nose, but we accidentally bumped heads causing him to drop me. i burst into laughter as he checked to see if i was okay. "i'm so sorry carina are you okay?" he asked holding out his hand. i nodded grabbing his hand, but pulled him down to the ground with me.

"sorry i hit your head," i said, kissing his forehead. "that's okay darling, sorry i dropped you," he said, leaning on his left hand and looking at me. "i forgive you bevanda," i replied. "can i say something insane?" i asked. "always," he said. "well i'm gonna say it in italian, just because i'm scared," i said and he laughed. "i can only understand so much so we'll see," he said putting my hair behind my ear.

"here goes nothing," i sighed. "ti vogilo bene," i whispered. (i love you) the expression on his face didn't change. he doesn't know what i said. "ti vogilo bene pure," he said and my face immediately turned pink. (i love you too) "i might've learned a thing or two," he said smirking. i kissed him softly and and climbed on top of him. the kiss intensified and he held my waist tightly.

we made out for awhile when help by the beatles turned on and we started laughing. "guess that's what we get for making out on the kitchen floor," he said and pecked me on the lips. "hey we never finished west side story you know," i said standing up holding out my hand. he grabbed it and i pulled him up.

"it's almost 2:30 now," he said. "i can watch it by myself, i know i'm not gonna get anymore sleep tonight," i replied. "no i'll watch it with you, no promises we're gonna watch tho," he said and i raised in eyebrow at him as i turned off the radio. we turned on the movie and we only watched for about 20 minutes.

soda is a very horny teenager. i cant say anything though when i'm the one he's making out with. we eventually had to pull away for air, but neither of us wanted too. "the movies almost over let's watch the end," i said laying between his legs and smirking. "don't. say. a. thing." he said. "i didnt, you did," i said. "shut up i can't control it," he said. i laughed and we continued watching the end of the movie. i cried, how can you not, it's west side story.

"are you crying iris?" he asked laughing. "at least i don't have a boner," i replied. "okay fair enough," he replied. "we should probably go to bed it's almost 3:45 now," i said. "orrrr," he said kissing my neck. "sodaaa," i said, dragging out the a. "just a few minutes," he said. "you're lucky i love you," i said grabbing his hand and walking us to the bedroom.

hi loves! you can think whatever you want happened at the end of this chapter i don't really know, but i thought soda and iris needed someeeeee spice if yk what i mean hehe

stay gold!!!:)