Black Coffee and Cigarette Smoke

psycHOTic

Ollie

I woke up the next day with a faint memory of what had happened the night before. I remembered dancing with Cami, and then kissing her, and how soft and kind her lips felt on mine. And it was amazing how great the taste of coffee tastes on her. Usually, when I would kiss a girl that had a liking to coffee, the taste would make me gag, but on Cam, it was just amazing.

When I woke up, I was on my couch, Cami was on top of me, fast asleep. My TV was playing white noise, it probably stopped playing Pretty in Pink a while ago. I smiled and stroked her short, blonde hair. She mumbled something in her sleep, but didn't wake up. I moved out from under her and went into my kitchen. I usually didn't cook, but Cami was worth it. Especially after that kiss.

I made the only dish I knew how to make, French toast. I knew she'd like coffee, but I decided to make her mad and make tea instead. I didn't even own a coffee maker or coffee grounds or anything of the sort. After the French Toast and tea was done, I felt the craving for a cigarette. I usually would've smoked inside, but since Cami was there, I went onto the balcony to smoke. A few minutes after I went outside, I heard the door behind me open. I looked behind me and saw Cami come outside, a disgusted look on her face.

"You really shouldn't be doing that," she told me.

"And who's gonna stop me?" I taunted.

Suddenly, the small blonde girl had grabbed the cigarette from my hand and flicked it down onto the earth below. She smirked at me, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're psychotic," I laughed.

"Well, I put the hot in psycHOTic," she joked, striking a ridiculous pose.

"Can't say you're wrong," I replied. "Now c'mon, I have breakfast for us."

We walked inside, and Cami immediately dive bombed the tea, assuming it was coffee. She took a big swig of it, but immediately spat it out when she actually began to taste it.

"Ew!" She exclaimed. "What even is this? It tastes like the devil's armpit!"

"It's tea," I replied, taking a sip of my own cup. "It's what sane people who hate coffee drink. And it's pretty good."

"This drink it going to be the cause of the Third World War."

"Make tea, not war," I reminded her while flashing a peace sign.

She then turned to a piece of French toast and ate it greedily. Her face was full of delight as she swallowed the breakfast food.

"That was amazing," she told me. "Literally the best French toast I've ever had."

"Why, thank you," I replied.

"But this doesn't change the fact that I hate you," she reminded me.

"Your drunken self told me otherwise last night," I smirked. She looked shocked at even the idea of her saying anything but 'I hate you' to me.

"What did I do?" She groaned.

"You told me, and I quote, 'the taste of cigarettes and beer tastes weirdly comforting on you'," I told her, and she screamed. Like actually screamed.

"Did we kiss?" She demanded.

"Yep."

"There's no way it was consensual."

"I asked you, 'can I kiss your pretty lips', and you replied with 'as long as I can kiss your pretty lips'," I reminded her. "And then we kissed. Oh, and we were slow dancing to Irish music throughout this entire thing."

"Well, I was drunk, that wasn't me," she tried to make excuses for her actions.

"No actually, alcohol doesn't change your morality at all, it just gives you the confidence to do what you really want to," I explained. "If you haven't thought about doing it sober, then you don't do it drunk. But you kissed me because you thought about it sober! Haha! I win!"

"I'm leaving, goodbye," she told me, grabbing her purse and coat. "So long and goodnight."

"It's 10:00 in the morning!" I called after her.

"It was a My Chemical Romance reference, you insulant fool!" She yelled back.

I chuckled, but I was back at square one, only this time, I had gotten a taste of what I wanted, and it was the best time I had ever been drunk. Period.

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a/n: short and crappy filler chapter why not

SOMEONE BE MY INTERNET FRIEND BECAUSE IM LONELY AND BAND TRASH

but I saw this girl that I've known since I was born today and I only get to see her once a year and she's amazing and such a great human being and it was so much fun

and one direction's concert is tonight and I can't go and it's hurting me physically

okay bye I love youuuuu