When I arrived home it was dark and all the lights were off in the house,
"Guess the house is locked..." I sigh trying to open the door... I don't bother knocking, this is what my gran does when I'm late home...
I sit on my door step and take out the lighter Van have me today, I look at it, the street lights bouncing off the metal. I smile and light a cigarette, I take long drags on it to make it last longer.
"What are you doing sat out here in the freezing cold?" Some guy with an afro says running up to me,
"Locked out." I say then coughing straight after,
"I'm Penelope." I smile at him, he sits down next to me,
"I'm Bob." He smiles back, he takes his phone out of his pocket,
"I'll get my friend to pick us up." He smiles. I look away taking another drag on my cigarette, I look up at the dark sky then down to the quite streets.
A shitty red ford pulls up on the other side of the road, Bob stands up.
"You coming?" I jump up and follow him, I watch the guy get out of the car, it was Van,
"Heyyyy." I smile waving to him, he smirks,
"Hey..." He mumbles, Bob looks at us both,
"You know each other?" We nod,
"We met today." I smile.
We get in the car, I sit in the back while the guys laugh around in the front. My phone starts vibrating, I had a text from Rubén asking where I was, I ignored her and carried on listening to them joke around.
We arrived at a small house with no lights on,
"See you two later?" Bob says, Van nods and so do I, I climb over the seat and sit down in the front,
"So where do you wanna go?" Van says looking at me, God his eyes were pretty,
"I'm not bothered..." I say looking away,
"Has anyone told you, your eyes a pretty?" I say looking back at him, he laughs,
"No, not many people say that to guys." He says starting the engine,
I laugh and look out the window.
Through the whole time we spent in the car I looked out the window or at Van while he hummed and tapped the stirring weal, I smile to myself.
My phone started vibrating again, Rubén it read, I ignored the call,
"Who's that?" Van says looking at me,
"No one... Well she's meant to be my bestfriend, but she doesn't give two shits..." I say looking at him,
"Oh, she sounds a bit of a bitch..."
"Yea just a bit." I say sarcastically.
We drove and drove until we came up to a small house on the corner of a street, Van gets out and I do to,
"Welcome to my house, you can stay here if you want." Van smiles,
"Thank you." I smile.
He quietly opens the front door and locks it behind him, the house was homely and seemed loving compared to mine, I take off my jacket and boots,
"Nah don't worry bout them." He whispers I follow him upstairs into his room, it had a smell of smoke and cologne, he had a floordrobe, posters all over his room and guitars hanging above his bed.
I sit down on his bed and he sits at his desk chair, he throws his feet up on his desk and lights a cigarette. I smile a bit and take in my surroundings,
"So how come you live with your gran?" Van asks while blowing smoke,
"My mum died in a car accident, then my dad hung himself... I didn't go to his funeral, he didn't deserve me there, selfish motherfucker, it was always about him never about me or my mum-" I get cut off by a flying cigarette,
"You're stressed." Van says, I pick it up and light it,
"Sorry..." I mumble, he sits down next to me,
"Nah it's fine." He smiles at me,
"Do you want a shirt or anything to wear to bed?" He asked,
"I'm good..." I smile taking my trousers off then my shirt, I look over and his jaw dropped,
"Earth to Van." I say clicking my fingers, he blushes,
"So where am I sleeping?" I ask, he point to his bed,
"I'll sleep on the sofa downstairs. Night." He says shutting the door behind him...
I turn the light off and get into his bed, it was comfy and I fell asleep straight away!
