"This is illegal!" I complain to Tyler as he carries me away, "You're kidnapping me!"
"It's not kidnapping if you walked into my house willingly," He says laughing to himself
"Where are you taking me exactly?"
"We're going to my room, you need water and food,"
My hear stops. "YOUR ROOM? You can't take me to your room! You're taking advantage of me!,"
I hear Tyler burst into laughter as he opens his bedroom door. "Stay here, I'll be right back," He slowly sits me on his bed, and leaves. The bed feels so good I throw myself back and stare at the ceiling.
Why am I in here right now? Is Tyler trying to use me for sex? I can't lose my virginity to him drunk. I mean I did always imagine losing it to him...but still. This isn't how it's supposed to be. Would it be so bad though? What does that make him? He's taking advantage of his friends drunk sister. Would it be taking advantage of if I let him?
As all these thoughts are crossing my mind when the door opens and Tyler walks in with some gatorade, water, and pizza. I sit up straight and stare at him as he walks towards me.
He is definitely not trying to have sex with me.
"Here, eat the pizza, and drink some water,"
"But i'm not hungry," I say pouting.
"Yes, but you're very drunk and I think you should sober up," He says taking a seat next to me.
"But i'm not done having fun," I whine
"I think you were done when you got on that table," he smiles.
"Boo, when did you become my brother,"
"I am definitely not your brother,"
"You sure are acting like him,"
"Your brother is in the guest room with Lauren, doing God knows what,"
"Ew. I did not need to know that,"
Tyler starts laughing, and hands me the pizza. I take a bite out of it surprised at how good it tastes.
"Wowowowow, this is some good pizza," I say with my mouth full
"Yeah its straight from Italy,"
"Wowowowow, no wonder, its like melted cheese on bread,"
"It's from Dominos Amelia," he says laughing even harder
"Oh! You liar! I would have never fallen for that if I was sober FYI,"
"Did anyone ever tell you how cute you are drunk?"
Did he just call me cute? Im pretty sure i'm blushing.
"Yeah! Matt did, right before I got on that table,"
"Oh. Are you and Matt a thing or something,"
I burst into laughter. "Me and Matt? Yeah right! Matt's my best friend, we could never date!"
"Thats a relief," he mumbles to himself
"What's a relief?"
"Nothing, here drink some water,"
I take a sip from the bottle and enjoy the cold substance slide down my throat.
"So this is what your room looks like," I tell Tyler as I stare at the countless books on his bookshelf. "It's not what I imagined,"
"You've imagined my room before?" He says smirking
Fuck.
"No, no, thats not what I meant! I just meant I always imagine the locations my brothers at when he tells me stories, Im a visualizer,"
"Sureeeee, we'll go with that,"
Someone knock me out.
"You have so many books," I tell him as I walk over to the bookshelf. I pull out 'To Kill a Mockingbird' and skim through the pages.
"You know, I think this is the most I've ever heard you speak to me, without stuttering or having an attitude,"
"What! That is soooooo not true,"
"Yeah it is, you're always quick to end a convo whenever I try talking to you,"
"Well you just make me nervous,"
Shit.
"Oh really? Why is that?" Tyler gets off the bed and starts walking towards me. All of a sudden the space between us closes in and he's inches away from me.
"I didn't mean it like that! Im just nervous around everyone. Not you specifically, a lot of people in general,"
"But you can talk to everyone else except for me," he says, bending down so his face is directly across from mine.
I feel my face flush, and my body feels like it's on fire.
"Ummm...Is....is it just me.... or did...did it get really hot in here,"
"I think it's just you."
Just then I feel something trying to escape my throat. "I don't feel so good, maybe I should...,"
I hunch over and vomit all over Tyler's floor. I am never drinking again.
YOU ARE READING
Awkward
Teen FictionAmelia "Lia" Hill is an 18 year old high school senior who has always done the right thing. She gets good grades, dresses appropriately and barely has a social life. As high school is ending, Lia decides she's had enough. She wants to live her life...