So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury) | Under Construction

Chapter Forty Nine: First Time

        I wonder what my dad wanted to tell me so badly. However at the same time I don't. I wouldn't want to be heartbroken today, or ever again. But that's not the way that life works. As you get older, it just gets worse. Damn I thought I was ready for this when I'm not. Damn I'm such an idiot.

      Now is the time where my dad would kill me I was still in the house. Luckily, I'm not. He would blame this on me but I wasn't even home when this occurred. I run and break the front door down as soon as I make it to that point. I open the door and I want to pass out due to who I see. This can't be real. He told me that he wasn't coming back for a very large amount of time. I stand there stunned by this individual. "Rami?" Is the only question to come out of my mouth. "Yeah." He replied. Joe crossed his arms. "Well, now I know that I don't have to call the cops." He stated sarcastically.

       "Shut up Joe." I tell him while not taking my eyes off my boyfriend. "What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to show up until August." This is my first of many questions. "I wanted to surprise you." He told me. I pause for a moment and then smile. After charging my way towards him I embrace him. My head is on his chest due to our height difference and he wraps his arms around me in return. "I missed you so much. You have no idea." I tell him but it sounds muffled. "I know. I missed you too. That's why I'm here." He replied. I let go of him and realized that Joe had walked to the bathroom. "But why did you break into my house?" I wonder. "I thought that this wasn't your house." Rami answered. "I'm sorry, my father's house. Why did you break into my father's house?" I correct myself. "The door was locked." He answered as if I was stupid. My palm went to my face. "Rami, there's a key underneath the doormat. You had one job, and one job only." I say in a very disappointed tone.

       Suddenly all I hear is the sound of vomiting. I'm not sure whether or not it is real or fake. I listen for a few more seconds. "EW" He screams and continues to make vomiting noises. "DISGUSTING!" He screamed again and I realized that this was a pattern occurring. Rami and I stared at each other until we believed that he had stopped. The two of us used that moment of silence to kiss. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" We heard Joe scream. "Is he ok?" Rami whispered after we separated our lips. "I don't know." I replied.

       "Well, I'm taking you out tonight. It's been awhile since we've been on a date." Rami said. "Rami, we've only been on one date throughout the course of our entire relationship." I remind him. "I know. That's why I said that it's been awhile." He replied. I kissed him once again and he placed his hands around my waist while doing the same in response. Once we were done, our noses unintentionally touched but we were comfortable in this stance. "I love you." He whispered and kissed the top of my nose. "I love you too." I replied. Both of us heard the vomiting noises all over again. This was most definitely beginning to annoy me and showed that we had to stop showing all forms of affection in front of Joe.

Hours go by in order for me to get to the point when I am walking down the hall in the only dress that I liked in my closet. I stand still and watch Rami observe me with his button down shirt and black pants. "You look like you're going to a funeral." He joked. I rolled my eyes. "Says the one who's wearing black too." I remind him and he can tell that I didn't find it as funny as he did. "Tiffany, I'm fucking with you." He said. "I know." I replied.

He displayed his arm wanting the two of us to link elbows. We did just that and made it to the front door. "Joe! We'll be back in a little bit!" I yell and of course did not get a response from him.

Once we made it outside, it was much colder than I thought it would be. I wanted to get into the vehicle as soon as possible. I open the door to what I thought was the passenger seat, then I realized that I'm in the UK and not the US. "Goddamn it." I cursed at myself under my breath. I'm such a fucking idiot. Rami and I switch places and he's still laughing at the mistake that we both made.

       I take a seat and stare at Rami as he is getting into the car. He was so beautiful. He had that type of beauty that was almost not even real. The type that you would have to see for yourself in order to believe. The outfit he was wearing right now was perfect for him. It complimented his skin tone and really brought out his eyes that I still can't figure out the color of. After about a minute, he noticed me staring. He smirked at me and I shook myself out of the trance I was in. "What?" He questioned me as if I had done something wrong. "Nothing. I just like looking at you." I answered honestly.

       Rami smiled and pulled me in for a kiss. "Why do you enjoy looking at my ugly ass?" He asked as our lips parted ways. "Rami, don't ever call yourself ugly again. You're lying to yourself by saying that." I tell him and start the car. I don't take my eyes off the driveway as I am backing out although I am tempted to look at my older boyfriend. Shit. I continue to move in a different direction despite just running into Joe's car on accident. I'll leave him a note later.

       I have to focus on the road now. There is nothing but the road. That is my mentality until Rami made the dumb choice to place his hand on my thigh. I carefully removed it so that I wouldn't be distracted. He ignored me and placed his hand back on my thigh. It's fine, we just have to go out to eat, then we can have fun when we get home. I can handle myself for two hours. "So, where do you want to eat?" I ask him to try and calm myself down. "I don't know I haven't been here before." He answered. "Well I haven't been here in years if I'm being quite honest. But right now, there's something I have to tell you." I say.

       "You can tell me anything. What's up?" He wondered with a smile on his face. I'm nervous to tell him, but it's the honest truth. "Rami, I'm horny." I openly admit. His smile goes away and he covers his face. I also know that he's giggling. "Tiffany." He started to form his response but there's more that I have to say. "You told me that I could tell you anything. The age of consent here is sixteen. So after we eat we're going to have sex." I tell him as I continue driving. "I'm feeling that way too." He confessed. My eyes go wide. Finally, we can agree on something in our relationship. No one is on this road. Perfect.

       I pull over to the side of the road and turn the headlights off. "I changed my mind. Let's do it in the back seat." I tell him and climb behind there. My attempt to bring him back here with me by pulling him by his underarms failed miserably.