Lovers Liars

Lillith-5 (COMPLETE)

The elevator was our space. Sure we talked a lot together, but inside the elevator our deepest secrets and serious topics emerged.
Shawn told me when he broke my moms vase when he was 16, in the elevator. I was mad as hell but I still covered for him.
He told me about the time he started shaving, in the elevator. He was so embarrassed it was adorable.
I can never forget the time he told me he beat up Mr. Gillian and had to go to court. It was my fault.
He lead me into the elevator and sighed.
"DO POTATOES HAVE FEELINGS?" Idiot. I tend to say random retarded things when I'm bored. He never fails to impress me.
"I mean, they could. If you use your IMAGINATIONNNNN." His sponge bob references are worse then my Disney references.
"That is a very good point."
He winked and made finger guns at me, with his arm guns flexing. I rolled my arms and grabbed his arm. Mine.
The elevator door opened and we walked out towards his apartment number. Number 14C. The 14th door on the third floor. He opened his door and waited for me to walk inside. I ran to his couch and sat comfortably.
"Tv isn't working." He pointed to his small old school television that he probably got at a garage sale and I jolted upwards.
"I knew that."
"Sure you did." He chuckled and headed to his room to get his stuff. I followed because I didn't want to sit there alone, bored. It was a pretty small apartment and I help him out whenever his job doesn't cover the rent. He works at Target.
The second I got in his room I laid on the mattress on the floor and took his phone. I started to play Angry Birds as he got dressed. I looked over at him a couple of times.
He grabbed the swim trunks from his garage sale drawer set and lowered his pants.
Dude. I'm right here. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?
After he stepped out of his pants I started to blush and looked at the wall next to me. Is this what he felt like when he was at my place? Well shit.
I could hear him lower his boxers and I became frozen. I would guess he was facing the opposite direction but I didn't want to take any chances.
"You can look now babe."
My whole face was a fire truck red.
"By the way I was in the closet." He laughed and sat next to me now with a white t-shirt on.
I glared at him. "You almost gave me a heart attack. Idiot."
"Why? Am I really THAT hot?" He smirked at me and I slapped his chest with a smile."
"Very."
He started talking as he rolled on top of me with an even bigger smirk.
"Well then, I guess you've never looked at yourself in the mirror." He kissed my lips hard and long, making them seem numb, for what seemed like an eternity until I regained the ability to move my bones that were previously jellified. Then I took control and pinned him down. My lips wrapped around his and I pulled back, looking at him. He had an annoyed look on his face, surely because I pulled away, but I just laid on my back next to him with my arm on his stomach.
"Let's go."
"You're so pushy." He acts like I don't know that and I mimic him like a two year old.
"You're so pushy."
"Very funny." He rolled his eyes at me and I laughed. He got up and held his hand out to pull me up. I grabbed it and with a jolt I was in his arms. His lips were on my forehead.
My head was buried in his neck. I gave it a kiss and he rubbed my shoulder. Before I knew it he was leading me by the hand out of his bedroom and into the living room. Just like that we were outside.
And as quick as we traveled from his room to the living room, we were in his car.
Time flies by fast when you're daydreaming about an open relationship with the guy you love.
I sat in the passenger seat and buckled my seatbelt while he was already starting to drive. I turned on the radio of his pickup truck and was not amazed when it was a news station.
Instead, I mumbled under my breath, "Grandpa."
"A guys gotta listen to the weather now and then." He looked over to me with an unamused face.
"Mhhmmm." I turned the station to acctural music and sat there tapping my fingers to some new pop songs. Before I knew it he was singing in his most horrible voice just to make me laugh.
"ANNND I SAWwW YoUU THRouGH THE MOOooNLIiiGHT STANDING THeRE," he started to sing along to the music with the most natroutious voice.
I laughed and smiled at him while he was glancing over to me to see my reaction. I raised my eyebrow to challenge him.
"I challenge you, Sir Shawn of the drivers seat, to a battle of the vocal cords. Worst voice wins."
"I accept your challenge."
Our Medieval English accents suck.
"ONE MONDAY MOORRRNIINGGG I SAT ON A SWIIINNNGG!" Shawn went first. I didn't know his voice could be so high pitched.
Now it's my turn to win. I cracked my buckles and sat up straight.
"THE WINNDDDD CAAME AND I FLEEEWWWWWWWW TO TO SKKKKKKKKYYYY"
"OH I FLEW AND I FLEW AND I FLEW UNTILL I REACHED A PLACE I DIDNT KNOWW"
"A PLACE SO WONDERFUULLLLLLLLL"
"A PLACE SO WONDUROUUUUSSSS"
"A PLACE I DIDNT KNOWW"
I burst out into laughter and he said the simple words, "You win."
He looked like he was trying to be mad. The smile gave it away.
"Ahh I know I know." I burst out into laughter again as he pulled up in the parking lot at the beach.