Rosie pulled up in her Dad's car at about 6:30, which was great timing. I greet her at the front door and we race upstairs and place her bags on the ground.
"I haven't been here in sooo long!" She squeals excitedly.
"So, I brought over some movies, face masks, just like everything, snacks too! This is going to be soooo good!"
"Great," I respond, "Ash, Mike, Cal and Luke are next door, so once we've done our girl stuff we can chill over there if you wanted to." I say as I take some blankets off my bed and follow Rosie downstairs.
"Yes, yes, yes! Let's get this movie now and we can watch one over there yeah?" She questions, smiling as always.
"Course, which one first?" I chirp, wrapping myself into a blanket burrito and sitting on the couch next to my friend, who was the exact same. She looks over to me and smiles brightly, her eyes bulging as she opens a bag of crisps and some sour worms.
"Jon Cryer looks nothing like he does now in this movie!" I exclaim, 10 minutes through Pretty in Pink.
"From Pretty in Pink where he looks pretty alright, to him as an old divorced man who has to live in his brother's house in Two and a half men." She says, placing her hand up to her mouth, licking the sour flavoring off the tips of her fingers.
We continue watching the old film, sharing laughter as we make little jokes, knowing we have watched this film so many times together. As the movie finishes, I grab the remote and flick the television off.
"What next?"
"Let's share... Secrets!" Rosie buzzes.
"Damn, I was hoping you'd say those skittles, but that works too." I respond, causing Rosie to laugh.
"I don't really have any secre-" I start to speak but Rosie interrupts.
"Are you a virgin?" My eyes practically bulge out of my head when she asks, sitting there as if what she asked wasn't a major deal.
"Oh c'mon you have to tell me!" She begs and pleads, grabbing my arm and shaking it. I'm still in shock that someone as innocent as Rosie would ask such a question. She sighs, muttering an 'Alright then, here goes.' As she scratches the side of her neck.
"Sex is fricken amazing, lost it like ages ago, I never told you, but now that we're older why not? I've done it with like 5 guys... The good girl act kinda covers it all up though!" She says as she smiles innocently as my jaw drops open. Never ever would I have though of Rosie being an... I don't know, a slut.
"Well, I'm still a virgin." The words spill out of my mouth, leaving Rosie as shocked as I did with her.
"You and Luke dated for like almost two years!!!" She practically screams. I nod, confused.
"We did other stuff, but I don't know, we broke up nearing the time we were both thinking about it, but still, I was still 17 at the time." I muttered.
"Age doesn't even matter to be honest, well I don't think it does."
"Of course it matters Rosie." I snap, feeling a bit anxious.
We talk, discussing the topic for the next few hours, as time passes us quickly. It gets to about 10:30 so I decide it's time to go to Ashton's. Rosie really was annoying me, with all her discussions on sex. 'Get me the fuck out of here' were the thoughts running through my head.
"Let's go next door now." I interrupt her lecture on sex and drugs, both of which she has done.
"Oh, alright!" She chirps, smiling too brightly.
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impacts - Ashton Irwin
Fanfiction"Feelings don't die easily because you continue to feed them with all your memories." The word 'impact' has so many meanings. Like the impact a death has on your life, the consequences you face and how you chose to grieve. But an even bigger meaning...
