Flowers || [T.K.]

Chapter 20

Brandon's POV

I managed to lie to my parents and say that I was spending the night at Mark's house, and Shane managed to convince them that he should be the one to drive me.

"Are you sure your okay with this whole lake idea?" Shane asked as we drove. "you know, with your whole body image issue?"

I bit my lip and nodded. "As long as Abby's there, I'll be fine."

"You're so whipped, oh my God."

I shrugged and smiled, "she just makes me happy."

He coughed, "okay, okay, shut up before I blow chunks."

I silently grinned as we made our way to Abby's place.

"Hey, this looks familiar," Shane mumbled as we pulled up to a bunch of rundown apartments. He suddenly lit up, "ooh! One of my buddy's lived up here- you must be going to the pond, ohh, good times, good times." He parked. "Speaking of good times-" he reached in front of me and opened the glove compartment, I could feel my the blood drain from my face as he pulled out a golden packet. He furrowed his eyebrows at me, "you act like you've never seen a condom before."

"I haven't!" I blushed. "Not in real life."

"Oh my God, you're gonna be a legal adult in a month or two and you've never seen a condom before?"

I shrugged.

He heavily sighed and reached under his seat and pulled out a-almost-too-ripe banana.

"Dude, why do you have a banana?"

"Honestly, you're the only person on this earth who asks 'why do you have a banana' instead of 'why do you have a condom?'." He opened the package and pulled out the actual condom. "Okay, so you don't embarrass yourself in front of your girlfriend, here's how you put a condom on. First, you grab the thing that's poking up-"

"Wait!" I interrupted. "Abby and I aren't going to have sex!"

He snorted, and turned the banana so the bottom was facing up, "yeah right, I know what happens at that pond- anyway," he placed the condom over the banana, "you put it over the tip of your penis-"

"Don't say that word!"

"Penis!"

"No!"

"Penis, penis, penis! You are going to be a legal adult in a few months- PENIS!"

"Stop it!"

"I have penis, you have penis, guys have penises!"

"Shane!"

"I'm not going to stop saying the word 'penis' until you say it, not 'wiener', not 'privates', none of those- PENIS! PENIS! PENIS!"

"Fine, fine, fine," I crossed my arms and slumped in my seat, in a whisper, I said, "penis."

"Louder Brandon, be proud of your manhood!"

"Penis!" I exploded, my voice cracking.

"Good, now back to the condom," he repositioned the banana and rubber. "You just place it on your tip, and roll it down."

I awkwardly watched him roll it down the banana.

"And that's how you put it on," he shrugged.

"Uh- thanks, but Abby and I aren't planning on having sex- we've only been dating for a month."

"Yeah right, better safe than pregnant," he scoffed then reached into the glove compartment again, pulling out another packet. "This is yours, just in case- unless you need extra small."