Music For Cars

III

The next few days were rough. I hated seeing them ogle all over each other. It made me sick. She was turning tough Chris into mushy Chris. Then again, she was also making me mushy. 

I couldn't help but think about her constantly. It was weird. I never thought of a girl for so long, even previous girlfriends. There was something special about (Y/N). I had to have her...but she's already dating Chris. I unfortunately have to respect that. 

"I'm off." Chris was putting a light jacket on while (Y/N) and I were watching television and preparing some bowls. "I'll be back soon." He walked in and kissed her hair.

"I'm really excited to get to know everyone." She giggled as she helped me with the weed on the coffee table. It was strange how excited she was to meet all of our losers.

"They're okay." I shrugged, remembering all of our crazy times together. I personally had a headache and didn't feel like dealing with the constant battles between Balz and Ghost. 

"What'd you say we smoke without them?" (Y/N) devilishly offered. 

"Uh, sure." I smiled hesitantly and crookedly at her. Maybe smoking some would make my headache go away and clear up the confusion in my brain.

I watched as she lit up the bowl and started taking puffs, breathing in deeply. I could smell it so potently. It wasn't a pretty smell, but it was the smell of pleasure. I went ahead and took my hits as she lazily rested on my shoulder. The weight of her head made my heart beat fast. I chuckled lowly as the effects started to settle in.

"Man, I'm so high." I broke the silence after minutes of what I called cuddling. I didn't touch her, she touched me. Her head was still calmly and happily resting on my shoulder.

"Yeah." Her voice cracked as she started to laugh. Everything was so calm, even the colorful lights on the television seemed slow.

"I think I love you." My eyes lolled about as I was unaware of what I was saying to her. We always get the best stuff, has the most effects.

"Don't be stupid." He slapped my thigh. I felt her breathing gently. Of course she wouldn't believe me, we were both high.

"Are we just friends?" I had the nerve to ask. My sober brain was feeling ashamed as my words just came out of my mouth without thought.

"I guess so." She answered. I perked up slightly, smiling nervously, she didn't give me a definite no. I felt like a kid in high school again!

"I was thinking about leaving again." I mumbled.

"What do you mean?" (Y/N) got off of my shoulder even though I desperately wanted her back.

"Moving out. I can't take it here." I couldn't hold it back anymore. She was such a tease and I couldn't handle it anymore.

"I don't want you to do that!" Her voice was perky and shocked. I was about to question her when the door burst open and several voices happily entered.

"Oh boy." I rolled my eyes. 

"Why does it smell like weed already?!" Chris shouted, smiling like crazy as all of the guys entered.

"We figured it'd be okay to start without you." (Y/N) shrugged, smiling like crazy at her boyfriend. Gag me with a spoon, better yet a knife. 

"Perfectly okay, baby." Chris kissed the top of her head before introducing all of the guys to her.

"You okay, dude?" Devin asked me from the love-seat, nudging my knee with his pipe. 

"Yeah." I looked at the floor. I was squished on the couch with Chris and (Y/N)

"You sure as hell don't look like it." Balz, who was sitting next to Devin, pointed out.

"Okay, thank you!" I sarcastically answered. I came here to have a good time and, honestly, I'm feeling so attacked right now.

"Geez, let's all chill out. That's what this is about!" Ryan shouted above all of us.

"Let's use our inside voices." Chris groaned. I could tell he had a headache. 

The guys spent a few more hours at our place, laughing their asses off to good movies. Chris slammed the door behind himself as he drove them home. It was just (Y/N) and I again.

"Well, here we are again." I said nervously. I didn't know a girl had so much power over me.