I wake up and roll over. My wide grin fades when the boy I love isn't next to me. Stupid flashbacks... I sniffle and roll back over. I hug my blanket and bury my face in it. I'm seventeen, but I'm allowed to cry! I sob softly into the blanket and whimper. "Joshua," I whimper out.
My heart shatters as I remember how he used me. How upset I was when I woke up the next day and he wasn't next to me. Even if we weren't together and just slept wih each other, he always stayed until I woke up. That night last summer was the last time I saw him. He didn't say anything, didn't call, didn't text. I talked to his mom and she said that they moved and she was shocked that he didn't tell me. I was, too. Josh and I never kept anything from each other.
The thing that hurt the most was that I never got to tell him how crazy I was for him. That I wanted more to be his weekly fuck; I wanted to be his boyfriend, his lover. Not just a toy. Damn it, my heart hurts whenever I think of him...
I sigh and decide it'll be best if I get dressed. Or at least put pants on. I roll out of bed and slip on a pair of boxers, some random baggy jeans, and a black t-shirt. I rub my eyes before trudging downstairs to be met by my younger brother Maximus.
"Not today, Max," I grumble as I shuffle to the fridge. Fuck, I haven't eaten for three days.
"Matty, I just wanted to check if you were okay," he murmurs. "You were crying in your sleep."
I tense. Little bugger. "Shut up," I hiss. I close the fridge and just settle to get a breakfast bar out of the cabinet. I go to run to my room, but I hear Max sniffle and race up to his before I can even reach the stairs. Shit. I decide to leave him alone and put the unopened breakfast bar back. I quickly open the freezer and dig out my Red Baron Breakfast Pizza*. I hum a moan from dreaming of how amazing this glorious edible Heaven tastes like. I unwrap it from the plastic and put it in the microwave. Once it's done, I snatch it out of the microwave and grab a Gatorade* from the fridge.
I scurry up the stairs and to my room. "Finally," I breathe out, "bacon Heaven is mine." I grab the pizza and fold it taco-style before getting half of it in my mouth. Damn. I moan softly at how damn good it is and eat it slowly, savoring it. Jesus, I might just climax from this. I manage to finish my food without orgasming and start playing some Portal*.
My phone buzzes and I grab it off my nightstand, pausing the game. I laugh softly at the text.
Delilah: Duuuuuuuddddddeee. My bf wants to go all the way, but I'm scared he'll freak bc I have cock!!
*I'll explain this line in a minute. xD*
Me: Jfc. Calm down. Just tell him before you guys have sex. xD
David: ...
David: He won't stop staring at me!!
I burst out laughing as Delilah- *Delilah is David* -freaks out.
Me: Del, stfu. He's probably just worried that he did something wrong.
Delilah: He just touched me. O.o
Delilah: He moved his hand onto my back. Thank God.
I laugh even more.
Me: Just tell him you're not ready. Del, I'm busy with Portal and he's your boyfriend, not me.
Delilah: Alright...
I sigh and shut off my phone. I continue on with my game until my phone buzzes again.
Delilah: Guess who didn't get dumped?? ;P
Me: Girl, stop bragging that you get someone to make you feel good. :/
Delilah: ;)
Me: Emotionally.
Delilah: Ik. You'll find a nice guy someday.
Me: Yeah, right.
I put my phone down and go downstairs to get more food.
A knock on the front door stops me from opening the fridge.
I creep over to the door and slowly open it. My hand instinctively goes over my mouth and my eyes widen in shock.
*Cliffhanger! Yay! Bye, Icicles!*
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Last Summer, I Was Yours.....
FanfictionA Jovinki Fanfiction. I've been slipping from the Jovinki Fandom, so I needed something to help me stay there. =)