Wild Hearts

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"No. We didn't have sex." He said with a little laugh at the end. I looked down to see I was wearing a over sized t shirt and my underwear. "You looked really uncomfortable in your shorts and jacket so I changed you." He added, "I hope that's ok."

I nodded "yea it's good." He smiled to himself. I bit my lip not knowing if my next question is too inappropriate. " So," I started " why didn't we, have sex I mean." I looked up and him and he shrugged. " I don't take advantage of girls. You were drunk and high. I don't want you to wake up and regret everything. " he said sounding like nice young gentleman.

" Then why am I here? Why didn't you leave with out me. " I asked another question. He stood up and started throwing the few articles of clothing in the empty hamper. "Like I said, you were drunk and high. I wasn't just going to leave you to be raped by a stranger. " he said. I started having a thumb war with myself because I felt so awkward. Was I supposed to thank him? I mean he deserves to be thanked. But would he think that I'm a crazy person?

"Thank you" I blurted out, " for taking care of me. Your the first person to ever do that." He smiled goofily "it's no problem. And you have your parents to take care of you right?" He said finally sitting down in front of me. I shook my head not saying anything. It wasn't really a touchy subject, I just hate how people trie to pity me. There is nothing to pity, my mom is just a whore (Piña Colada, you wouldn't understand).

"So," he said " you want to go downstairs and get some food?" Ross stood up from where he was and put pajama pants on. I scrunched my face " you don't want me to leave?" I asked. He smiled opening his bedroom door " you don't have to. " I smiled to myself as he started walking out slowly. This is a new experience for me.

I jumped out of his bed and trailed behind him. "Your parents aren't home, are they?" I asked not wanting his parents to see me in there sons shirt and my underwear. He laughed " no. I don't live with my parents. " I laughed " that's good. "

When we got to the kitchen Rocky, the brown haired brother, was eating a banana. His hair was all messy and his shirt was ripped at the bottom. " Sup. " he said like he lost his voice. Ross looked up from the fridge " hangover?" Rocky just nodded not saying anything.

" Me me me me me! Yes it's me in here!" Rydel said running into the kitchen. Rocky winced from the pounding headache he probably has. Rydel let out a little giggle " sorry Rocky." She said in a low whisper. He just rolled his eyes and continued eating his banana.

Rydel pointed to me and yelled " you!" I looked behind me to make sure she was pointing to me. " yes you! I like you. Your chill, we are best friends. " she said walking over to me. I smiled at her lame attempt to try and befriend me. " you don't really want to be friends with me."

She scrunched her face " and why not?" I shrugged my shoulders " I'm not good at it. " She grabbed my shoulders " practice makes perfect. " I shook my head at her false comment " nothing is perfect. Even with practice. "

" why are you looking on the bad side of this new friendship?" She asked taking a seat at there rave. I took a seat next to her tired I standing.

" I'm not, I'm looking on the reality side. "