JUSTIN'S POV:
After finishing off our tacos, the boys and I played a few games at the ice rink. Not to practice, just for fun. We haven't done that in a while and it was pretty great. Once we got back to the house, Za and I took a few beers into the living room. Ryan had to go do something with Selena. They're probably fucking. Now, a six pack in hand, I plop down on the couch while Za takes his to the love seat. I grab the remote, starting up the television. "What're we watching, Za?"
"Uhhh... I don't know. I usually just let Ti pick what we watch," Za says, opening a beer.
"Yeah, Ely usually picks the shows, too," I say, equally stumped. I think about what Ely usually picks to watch. because that's what I'm used to. Flashes of American Horror Story and Grey's Anatomy flash through my head. I can't pick either of those, however, because if I watch an episode without E, she'll kill me. And reruns suck. I think harder. What does Ely usually pick when there're no new episode? Rent! We never finish it because we always end up having sex after the suggestive song between the white guy and the sexy afrolatina girl. Life imitates art, right? I smirk to myself as I put the movie on.
"Rent? Isn't that a musical," Za questions.
"Yeah, Ely always puts it on, but we never finish it. I've always wondered what happens," I explain, Za rolling his eyes at me. "Well, if you have any better ideas, feel free!" I say, holding out the remote to him.
"Nah, man, you got it," he says shaking his head with his hands up. I relax into the couch, focusing on the movie. Some of these songs really go off. This Mimi character reminds me so much of Ely. As I drink my beer, I notice Za is intrigued also. Ha. Bag on me for my movie choices? Okay.
About an hour into the movie, Za and I are drunk off our asses, crying shamelessly at the events of the movie. How can anyone watch this? It's so depressing. I can't believe Ely's tried to put me through this. I can't believe I'm putting myself through this. I open my umpteenth beer before I see El and Atifa walk in. I immediately rise to my feet, my face stained with tears. "How dare you?" I yell, pointing directly at Ely. Her eyebrows furrow in confusion, her hand covers her heart.
"What'd I do, babe?" She asks, completely unaware.
"Rent? Rent? Are you kidding me? This shit is awful! Why'd they do that? I can't believe you tried to make me watch this, Ely! What the hell?" I yell outraged. After a short pause, she and Atifa burst into laughter.
"Aw, baby," she coos, walking over to me before brushing the sides of my face with her hands. "You're so cute," she murmurs, wiping my tears before continuing, "and drunk." I pout. Just because I'm drunk, doesn't mean I'm wrong.
"Wow, you're so glowy and soft," I marvel. She blushes and giggles.
"Yeah, Justin, I went to the spa, remember?"
"You make my name sound so sexy. Say it again," I slur.
"Okay, Justin, let's get you in bed," she suggests, turning me towards the stairs and nudging me.
"Take me on a date first," I joke. I can feel her rolling her eyes and sighing behind me.
"Goodnight, guys," Ely fares.
"See you Thursday, Ely," Atifa calls from Za's lap.
"What's Thursday?" I question from halfway up the stairs.
"I'll explain it all when you're sober," Ely answers, hastening me upstairs. "Did you eat?"
"Yeah, I made tacos, Ely," I answer once I reach the second floor. "Did you know Ryan's racist?" Ely laughs at this, joining me in my room. Ely starts stripping my clothes off silently. "I know I promised to give you head, babe, but I really don't know if -"
"Oh, hush, I'm not trying to take advantage of you, Bieber. I'm just getting you ready for bed. You can make it up to me later," she says, kissing the tip of my nose. I smile at this. She's so adorable. She walks me over to my side of the bed, tucking me in. She then starts to strip herself of her clothes, revealing her lacy pink thong. Damn.
"On second thought, I think I'd like to be taken advantage of," I call from my bed. She smiles, rolling her eyes at me.
"These panties and I will still be here once you're sober," she laughs, climbing into bed with me, kissing me gently. "Now, get some rest. I'm gonna wear you out tomorrow," she whispers.
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FanfictionJustin and Elysandra have been best friends for as long as they can remember. But their friendship is put to the test as they both start university together. Will the pressure of college tear them apart, or push them closer than they ever thought po...
