The unexpected

Chapter 16

BLAKE
It's now 20:30, and Lauren's coming inside with Charlie. Lauren's beautiful, as always. Well, yesterday, with only a towel around her, it was perfect. They're going in the kitchen like always, and I'm in the living room with Tracy.
-I'll come back.
I get up, and I don't care what Tracy thinks.
I'm going to the kitchen right now, I want to see Lauren. She's wearing black leggings, with a sweater. She's so simple, but good-looking at the same time. I was about to talk to her, but someone screamed from the living room "TRUTH OR DARE".
Like always, all my friends, and I want to play. We sit in circle, and Hunter starts the game.
-Lauren, truth or dare?
She'll say truth, well I hope so.
-Dare?
She's not sure of herself...
-Kiss Blake.
She blushs, she's cute.
-What?
-I can do it for her.
We all turn to look at Tracy.
-Just shut up.
Jeez, Lauren really told Tracy to shut up? I'd like to laugh, but I can't. I love Tracy's blowjobs. Hunter wait after Lauren.
-So?
She blushs, I know that if she kiss me, it's because she don't like Tracy. She gets up, and she's red. I have a little smile on my lips, and she says.
-Don't laugh, you know how much I have experiences.
Lauren, you don't know how much you're better than you think.
I'm sitting there on the floor, and I wait for her to kiss me. She presses her lips on mine, but it's pretty quick. I don't really care, but I still love her soft lips. Hunter always have something dumb to say:
-Come on, it's not like if it was the first time.
She looks at him, and she asks:
-What do you mean?
-You kissed Blake Saturday.
Her eyes becomes rounds, and she blushs. She don't really seems to care, she just seems surprise. I don't want to drink tonight, and I won't. If she needs me, I'll be ok. The game continued, Charlie was asking to show her boobs (what the fuck) but she didn't. I kissed Lauren twice, and an other girl once. It was disgusting with the other one. I look at the clock, and it's now 22:15. Lauren's in the kitchen, and she's playing Beer Pong. I love seing her feeling free, "alive" like she says. She's fearless. I feel hands on my butt, so I turn to face the person. It's Tracy, of course.
-Are you addicted to her?
-addicted?
I frown. What the fuck.
-Lauren.
-She's a friend.
I'm cold with her, like always. Why is she that much innocent with me, and a real bitch with others?
-Like me?
-No, you're not my friend.
She seems shocked. Are you kidding me?
-Perfect. I just don't want her to steal you from me.
She's a weirdos.
-She won't steal me from anyone, what the fuck is wrong with you.
-Calm down, and come upstairs.
-Do I look like someone who want to go upstairs?
-You know what? You're an asshole.
I smile at her. Poor Tracy, you just don't know how much I don't give a fuck avout you or your sadness.
-Have a good night Tracy.
I turn on myself, and I'm looking for Lauren. She's not drunk, but I don't want her to vomit either, so I whisper in her ear:
-You should stop drinking for now...
-I think you're right.
I take her by the hips, and she follows me to the living room.
We sit on the sofa, it's now 22:45, and she asks:
-Can we go upstairs?
I know that she don't want what other girls want from me, but it's ok. I take her hand, and we're going to my room. She's laying on my bed, and I join her.
She looks at me, and she starts to ask questions.
-So... We kissed Saturday?
-Yep.
-What else should I know?
She seems worried, but everything's ok girl.
-Nothing.

She frowns, she seems to be skeptical.

-Promise?, she asks.

-Promise. By the way, you're a good kisser.

We're looking at each other, and damn it, I want to kiss her. I press my lips on hers, and we both seems to love it. Jeez, I love to kiss her. What the fuck! At the same moment, someone open the door.
-WHAT THE FUCK!
We stop, it's Tracy. Did she really need to sream? She's coming near us, and she looks at Lauren.
-Get the fuck out of here Tracy.
Lauren doesn't like Tracy, and I find it funny.
-You should get the fuck out of here, Lauren.
I get up, and I open my door. Tracy looks at me, frustrated.
-Are you serious, Blake?
But I don't answer.
-Fuck you, Blake. Fuck the both of you!
And she finally gets the fuck out of my room. I close the door, and I lock it. Lauren starts to laugh, she's so beautiful.