First Love (David & Liza)

Chapter 34, part 2

David's P.O.V

The most annoying thing about the past is that although it's buried deep under the surface of your brain, left there to become an irrelevant rotten mass of ugliness, it always somehow slowly crawls its way back to you in the worst possible way and time, hitting you hard on the head. And it sucks. Big time.

1 year ago

January, 2015 / Chicago

"I need you to do this for me, because I really like her, man. Like really, really like her." Alex is pacing back and forth around my room, throwing his hands up in the air and pretty much all over the place in attempt to emphasize his statement. I've never seen him acting so desperate towards a girl. "I can't do this alone, David! You have to help me!" He stops in front of me and gives me that lost puppy glance. Unlike me, he's dated a lot before, but I can tell that something is different this time. He is a total mess - sweating, nervous, sometimes even a little disoriented when she's around. But right now he's just being a crazy and overdramatic weirdo. I can't lie though, it's quite entertaining and I'm doing my best not to laugh at him. He frantically runs his fingers through his short hair then rests his hand on the back of his neck, head lowered down. It's like I'm watching a six year-old who had broken his mother's favourite vase and is waiting for his punishment. How can I say "no" to my best friend when he looks so miserable.

See, Alex and I go way back. We've been friends since the first day of kindergarten when he shared his PBJ sandwich with me and I gave him half of my apple. That's what we do. We made a silent bro-pact to take care of each other and to never let anyone or anything come between us. So imagine my utter shock when six moths ago he told me he had a crush on a girl from our school. Ashley Brown. And of course because this is Alex, she's not just any girl. Oh, no, sir! She's the school's bitch, who last year by Winter break had slept with half of the male students and a few teachers. Or so I've heard.

"What exactly do you want me to do again?" I say with a sigh and by the way his head shoots up in a split second revealing a huge grin, I can tell that I'm going to regret my decision very soon. Maybe because I forgot to mention the most essential part of the story. The big bad bitch has... Wait for it... An even more evil than her twin sister - Amber. Yeah, that's right! I had to go all Barney Stinson so you can see why am I'm so absolutely against Alex's idea.

"It will be a simple standart double date - a dinner and a movie. You know that they do anything together. Hmmm, anything?!" Alex laughs, but I find the situation he puts me into anything but funny. "Never mind. Thanks, man!"

"You left me no choice, Alex. You've been drooling at her for the past six months. What was I supposed to do?" 

One week later

I don't know if I'm allowed to say that, but right now I couldn't care less. It's official - I hate my best friend for forcing me to go on this double date with him and blonde Satan 1 and ginger Satan 2! To say it was an awful experience would be an understatement. Pretty much the whole time Alex and Ashley were all over each other, sucking on their faces while Amber was doing her best to and I quote "make me feel comfortable". How on earth making out with a complete stranger, who I realized I can't stand the minute she walked in the crowded restaurant, would make me feel comfortable? How?  She is the ultimate opposite of what I look for in a girl. Everything about her screams "Look at me, notice me". Her lewd and indecent clothes, her heavy make-up, her totally obnoxious and rude behaviour. And I'm not exaggerating at all. She touched me every time she had a chance, she tried multiple times to hug or kiss me despite the fact I told her I'm not even close to being interested. What a tacky girl! The only good thing that came out of that hideous date was that Alex got the girl he wanted so bad.