The Ass Next Door

The Ass Next Door //17

Dylan’s POV

“Dylan honey, you’re going to need to speed up, the line’s waiting.” My head quickly popped up at the sound of my boss’s voice.

“Sorry.” I said. She smiled and went to the back. I hated working on Saturday mornings, it was just too much of a hassle to me.

The worst part is that I work at Starbucks, so this place is usually flooded with adults waiting for their coffee come lunch time.

All I had to do was endure the last two hours, then I’ll be free.

“Dylan, I need you to make this order.” A girl named Dana said. Dana is what I would call sexy. To tell the truth, we fooled around a lot during our break (which we just happen to have together.) She has a boyfriend, and I apparently have a girlfriend (Rose), so the things we do come with no feelings attached. Then again, it’s not like I’ve ever had feelings for a girl.

Anyways, Dana had a sexy smirk on her face. I returned that smirk. “Sure thing.” She gave me one last smirk before she walked off. I knew what that meant.

It meant: meet me at the usual spot. The usual spot was at the parking lot by my car. From there we’d go in and to the backseats.

I looked at my watch and noticed that we’d be at our spot in about fifteen minutes.

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After work, I drove off in the direction of Joseph’s house. He usually got the worst hangovers so he should be waking up any minute now. Besides, I wanted to know if he remembered anything about last night.

I parked on his driveway and rang his doorbell. His mom answered the door. “Hello Dylan.” She said with a smile.

“Hi Mrs. Manson, is Joseph home?” I asked.

“Yes he is, come on in.” I stepped into the house and she closed the door behind me. “I think he’s still asleep, so you can go right on up and wake him. It’s 2:30 in the afternoon, he should be up.”

I laughed. “Will do.” I walked up the stairs and knocked on Joseph’s door. There was no answer, so I opened the door slowly and quietly.

I then quietly walked in and picked up a pillow that was on the ground next to his bed. I then threw the pillow at him.

“What the hell?” He muttered, sitting up.

“Wake up man, it’s almost 3.” I said.

“So? It’s Saturday.” He said.

“Just get up.” I said.

“Fine.” He muttered as he stood up. “I’ll be right back.” He walked out of the room with his hand on his forehead. He was obviously beginning to feel that headache.

I sat down by his computer and looked around the room. I thought about what exactly I should say to him. Joseph had a really bad temper, so I didn’t want to set him off.

He came back a few minutes later and sat down on his bed. “What’s up?”

I paused, then decided to just talk and see what comes out of my mouth. “Do you remember…anything from last night?”

He looked at me and cocked an eyebrow. “We were at that party.” He said.

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, no shit. I meant; do you remember what happened at that party?”

He seemed to be attempting to think hard. He looked at me then his eyes grew wide. “I had sex with Skye, didn’t I?!” There was a huge smirk on his face.