The TomBoy

Chapter Ten: Can You Hold Me

So this 'fun weekend' started off alright. Lucas isn't a bad singer, in fact he was getting quite annoying because he wouldn't shut up. I hit him, screamed at him, even turned off the music. He wouldn't shut the hell up.

We arrived at some hotel in some old town. "Are we lost?", I asked taking a look around the place with barely anyone there.

"No, quit asking questions." He snapped as he got out of the car. I sighed angrily and opened the car door. I glared at him and he walked over to me, "I don't make friends easily. I can get a little...."

"Bitchy? Crabby?" I said counting on my fingers. He nodded and started to walk toward this hotel, so I followed. It was a nice, quiet, small town.

We walked to the entrance, he opened the squeaky door for me. This place wasn't disgusting, it was actually kind of.... comforting.

"Room for 2." Lucas said to the lady at the front desk.

"Woah, you think I'm sharing a room with you?" I asked.

"Do you want to go back home?" He tested me. I looked down at the ground, "Then I would advise you to stay with me."

The lady gave him the key, telling us where to go. We walked up a flight of stairs, I looked around. The place was painted with sea blue and the carpet was black. We came do a door with the number 743.

We walked into the room that smelled like lemons. There was a very comfortable looking bed, and a car ride with Lucas will make you really tired. Lucas looked at me and at the bed. We both made a race for it, I closed my eyes when I felt the cloth of the bed.

"Get your own bed! I called this one!" I said grabbing one of the pillows. He began to pout and walked into the other room.

"Okay, do you want to watch Aladdin or Tangled?", Lucas said holding up to movies as he walked out from behind the door.

"And why are you into Disney movies?", I laughed. He putted his hand on his hip and said, "Girl, Disney movies are the thing. You need to get back into style." He quickly snapped his fingers, holding up the movies once more.

I shook my head laughing, "I do have something that could be even more fun," He said running back into his room. When he came back out, he was holding a silver square thingy and a bottle of vodka.

"Which one now?" He asked wiggling his eyebrows. I smiled and got up off the bed. As I was about to reach for the now noticeable condom, I grabbed the vodka.

"I guess we could go with that. But this would be a lot more fun," He said waving it in my face. I slapped him on the arm, making him run back into his room.

I never really drank before, I mean yes. I drank before, but not enough to get drunk.

And, it's not good to drink when you are constantly running every day of your life.

"Babe, do you know how to open a bottle?", he said walking into the half kitchen, half living room.

"Do not call me babe. I'm not your babe, nor will I ever be your babe." I said saying it loud and clear.

"Don't be like that babe." He said putting a smirk on his face. I slapped him up side the head, making him say 'ow'.

"Okay I'm done.", he said rubbing his head.

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I ended up not drinking, but Lucas on the other hand drank the whole ducking bottle.

He was laying on the couch, playing with my hair as I flipped through the channels on the TV.