I didn't say that!

Chapter Five

Hey... I wrote this on my phone forgive me lol.

Chapter 5: Night Over

"Why don't you like the boy?" Anesha asked me with a polite attitude. Which was weird since it was almost one in the morning. We both were laying on our tummy's on my bed with our body's angled to my laptop and my cover over our waist. It was only weird because she usually isn't a night person. Like on our last sleepover the girl went mental! We said we were going to do an all nighter and well she went kind of crazy after the clock struck twelve. Her eyes had huge bags underneath them and her actual eyes were a blood shot red. Don't get me started on that girls temper. Whoa, let's just say... That was one memorable slumber party for me!

I looked over to her and smirked. I turned over on my back looking at the ceiling fan twirl. I guess I didn't have an answer for her simple little question... Why didn't I like him?

"It's not like I don't like him as I person... It's just that well, I don't want to like him. He seems like a alright guy... But he has this weird creepy vibe to him..." but I didn't mention that 'creepy' vibe sort of attracted me. I didn't want it to. It was just too weird for me and I'm saying that!

"If any boy can deal with your crazy obsession with that website or your computer for that fact should have at least have the chance with you. I'm telling you that boy might be a keepa'," she said with a weird accent. I raise my brow at her and then laugh.

"I don't think so... He says he likes me but then he is all like... I don't want to talk about it let's not make this awkward. I mean, he was the one that kissed me and then insist I don't make it awkward!" I narrow my eyes remembering it. Like why would he want me to not say anything about it?

"Gimmie your phone." Why would she want my phone? I mean, come on now whoever she want to text would probably be sleep! Plus she had her own damn phone! I shook my head.

"No, you have your own phone." That was a mistake. She took her hand and gripped my lower chin and made me look at her. Man she had a good grip, I could just feel the blood rushing to those parts where her fingers pressed deep.

"Give me the fucking phone," She said the words very slowly so that they were driven inside of my mental state, so I would comply. I shook my head free and got out of bed. A cold wind swept over the room and my legs automatically made goose bumps. Geesh, just wearing underwear and a shirt made everything feel effing cold. I bent down and picked up my jeans off of the floor and dug into my back pocket , getting my phone. Once my fingers wrapped around its rectangular shape I pulled it out.

"What do you want it for?" I asked as I pressed it against my chest standing in the middle of the room.

"Why do you ask? Because I want the phone give it to me!" I reluctantly walked over to the bed and sit down on it edge. She mimicked me by sitting next to me. I hand it over to her and then rub my hands together nervously.

"What are you doing?" I asked as she scrolled through my contact list. She tapped her thumb on the right side of the screen on the 'R' key. I only had one contact with the name that begins with R... Roman! I went to snatch the phone away from her and she yanked it away before I had the chance to touch it. "Why are you doing that Nesha?" I whined to her.

"I just want to see something!" She said as she pressed her ear to the receiver. Ep! She was calling him!

"He is probably not up," I lied smoothly. I knew he was up because he is like me a night person. The type to stay up all night to just talk with a person. One time we had whole conversation just about the colour orange... Fascinating colour. We talked about it for about two hours, and that was at twelve till two in the morning.

That whole thirty seconds of the phone ringing was just teasingly painful if that even make any sense! I mean it was like I could hear the dial out tone in my ear. Like I was the one that had the phone, and let me tell you the sound was loud with its ring, ring, ring pattern. When she said hello my heart skipped a beat!

Chapter 5: Night Over

Roman's point of view.

I was sitting on my couch in the living room of my home. The tv held a low amount of light that hardly held a good backlit. I fidget trying to get comfortable in my seat. I rest my head on the couch cushion and watched the talentless actors on the TV screen.

Man I was bored. I had an urge to call peachy, but I knew this afternoon was a bit awkward for her. Well I thought it was awkward. It was for me because I made it by kissing the girl. I didn't even mean to do that it was like spur of the moment?

I didn't regret kissing her, her lips were so soft. Kissable, touchable, meaningful. I mean she was brilliant in anyway shape or form! I just can't believe I did that! But it's whatever now, a great whatever.

I get up out of the seat giving up on watching TV this late, and beside only thing that was on was most likely just porn, I didn't mind but right now Jessica's face was imprinted in my mind and having slutty girls on the TV screen distracting me from it was somehow unforgivable. I chuckle at that thought.

I go to my room upstairs as I hear a beeping noise come from the phone... I picked it off of my bed and looked at the caller ID. It was Jess! My heart spluttered in response and I quickly pressed the green phone sign. I pressed the phone to my ear and breathe out a soft, slow hello. "Hello?"

Disappointment washed over me when I heard the voice on the other line. "Hey Roman, this is Anesha." Jessica's best friend that irritates the HELL out of me.

"Hey," I greeted rather boredly. I lost any interest what so ever.

"How are you?" She asked, politely.... Weird.

"I'm fine and yourself?" I asked.

"Fine... Okay let's stops with the small talk, tell me what is up with you and my girl. I mean I know she’s feeling you and whatever but I need to know myself." Exactly why I do not like her, she pries for information too much!

"I can't tell you that, I have to tell her that." I said, finally. Her voice was itching the side of my ear and I felt as if I couldn't take it if she'd pry to much, but if Jessica could deal with her I could too and I will do it better... Well maybe if I don't go at her throat.

"Why can't you tell me, I mean when you tell her, she is obviously gonna tell me what happened first." Her logic was true, Jess migh tell her and I had no problem with it. But what I did have a problem was if I told her now and she passed it to Jessica I would have been mad. Only reason I would have been devasitated because Jess wouldn't have heard it frt. She would have heard it from her stupid friend named Anesha Evans. And who would want that? No one obviously.

"But, I wante to be the person to tell her my feelings about her. Anesha try to understand from what I am coming from. Even though you won't because you act as if you never been through anything. You act as if everyone has to give you the answers when you want. And I don't work that way. So, there for you have to get your information, later."

"Ever talk to me like that again I will cut you." I wasn't even going to respond to that. I end the phonecall and leave it at that.

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It's short I'm sorry Mi got tired! Longer I promise next time? Oh that is Anesha!

Edited be SunshineRain