I woke up wrapped in Landyn's arms. He was still sleep, but had his arms wrapped tight around my torso. No way was getting out of his grasp without him moving his arms himself. Landyn is built, tight abs and the triceps to match. I turned in his arms, facing him and ran my fingers through his hair. He stirred in his sleep so I know I'm waking him up. I kept threading my fingers through his hair until he finally woke up. "I can't sleep around you, can I?"
"Nope! Now let me go so I can brush my teeth."
"Aw yeah, cause ya breath stank. Go handle your business." He stretched and yawned.
"You got me all types of fucked up, Landyn!" I laughed.
"Ain't my fault you got hot garbage and halitosis sitting on your tounge!"
"I brushed my teeth last night, I don't do morning breath. Sorry babes." I laughed again walking into the bathroom with him right behind me. I positioned my self at the sink and he went to the toilet. "Landyn, you are not about to piss are you?" I said putting my toothbrush into my mouth.
"You dressed in front of me." He shrugged.
"I dressed. Not released bodily fluids." I rolled my eyes.
"Well, I just pissed. Oh well." He nudged me. "Scoot over and don't drop none of that nasty ass toothpaste spit foam on my floor!"
I spit my toothpaste foam into the sink. "You nudged me loser."
We finished our hygiene things and got dressed. I don't have work or school today, so I just grabbed something simple last night. I dressed in dark ripped skinny jeans, a white scoop neck tshirt, and my navy blue and grey suede Reebok Questions. My hair was straightened from last night, so I put it in a high back ponytail and added a navy blue wrap headband. I plopped down on Landyn's bed while he finished getting dressed. "Do you have school today?"
"Nah, what's up?"
"Lets go somewhere. Bowling, skating, mini golf. I don't know."
"I have an idea."
"What would that be?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Go karting." That got my attention fully. I haven't been karting in forever and I miss the thrill.
"Oh, yes. Lets do that!" I said a little over excited. Landyn laughed and finished getting dressed. He had on a pair of brown wash cutoff jean shorts, cutoffs are his favorite for some reason. Anyways, he paired that with a white tank, black and white Huf socks, and crystal mint Nike SB Stefan Janoskis. "Took you long enough, lets go!" I said grabbing his hand and leading him out of his front door.
"Damn, eager enough?"
"Yes, I'm so ready to beat your ass on the karts!" He laughed.
"Oh, for real?"
"Yup! Now hurry up." I whined. He locked the door and we started for his car. On our way out I saw one of his elderly neighbors with a bunch of grocery bags. "Go help her out, Landyn." He let go of my hand and went over to help her carry her bags. He would have done it without me telling him to, but he hadn't seen her. That's what I like about Landyn. He cares about others, most of the time before himself. He's always been like that and I've always loved it. He helped me through whatever and he doesn't judge. He understands the value of a person and the good of a heart over the bad.
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We pulled up to the go karting place and I could feel my excitement rising. It was probably seeping through my pores. I got out and didn't even wait for Landyn. "Can I get on-"
"Two." Landyn cut me off. "You just be pretty. I got this."
"I can pay for my self, but thanks."
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Turned Out
Fiction généraleAshleigh Dawson is a preachers daughter. She's always wanted to explore life outside of the just being a pk. Now Ashleigh is 21, living alone, and is finally able to achieve all of her free spirited dreams. (For a mature audience only.)