"Hey Ace I don't care if you're dressed or not, throw on a towel I'm coming in my hair needs a brush!", I heard Willows feet pounding down the hallway getting closer and closer every second. Panicking, I reached out for one of the guest robes hooked next to the full length mirror which was parallel from the massive open shower. I tied up the garment, making sure that my neck was somewhat hidden just as Willow burst through the door.
"Holy shit what happened to you? Did you see a fucking ghost or something?", She bent over with heaving breaths trying to control her laughter, one hand on her stomach the other being brought up to her nose as she snorted.
"W-what do you mean?", I asked cowardly knowing all too well that my face was covered in panic, my olive skin pale as ever. Willow just swatted her hand at me signalling she was over it as she walked towards the drawer under the sink that held her brush.
"Oh by the way, a quick thank you would be nice considering I dragged your drunk ass out of that party last night and all the way home. I swear Ace you've gained like 80 pounds, it took me 10 minutes to get you into my jeep.", Willow said, furrowing her brow while trying to comb a knot out of her messy hair. "What happened to you anyways? I lost track of you after 15 minutes and when I find you you're passed out in the bathroom. Omg I didn't even get to tell you what the pervy son of a bitch did to me did I?!", She continued to recap the events of last night as we walked towards her room, though I was hardly listening. I was smart enough to know she didn't care to know what happened to me and she knew I didn't care about what type of drinks she had. All I could think of was Charlie's lips on my. The way he pulled at my belt loop, making me yelp a little.
Fuck Ace what's happening to you? Don't let him fuck with your mind he's a dickhead and you're not even into dickheads.... especially ones with real dicks!
I sighed as Willow and I flopped onto her bed as she grabbed her controller from her bedside table and turned on her xbox. The impact of me hitting the mattress brought me back to last night. I kept replaying every single movement over and over again, analyzing how it made me feel and how in the name of hell it happened? I mean Charlie was Charlie Simmons! The guy who constantly got all the attention the school had to offer and didn't even bother to be grateful for it! So why was he kissing a nobody like me? Thoughts like these ran around my head until Willow's voice broke my focus.
"Ace listen to me, god how thick is that skull of yours?!", She yelled while shaking my shoulders vigorously, trying to grab my attention. "Let's play the game already!".
I quickly pulled back and off the bed as her hands shook the robe away from my neck. Pushing it back up I turned towards Willow who's jaw was slack and eyes alive with bewilderment.
"ACE JAMIE LOUGHTY IS THAT A HICKEY I SEE?!", She exclaimed. I swear sometimes Willow is the chillest person in the universe, other times it's like shes a kid who just got told shes going to Disneyland, completely and utterly gone from the world and lost in her own bubble of excitement.
"It's not a fucking hickey Willow! Calm down it's just a umm a-", She cut me off before i could finish my sentence.
"Don't you lie to me, I can see right through you Ace and I know that what I just saw is no other than my best friends FIRST hickey! Who's the lucky girl? Do I know her? DID YOU FUCK?!"
"N-no we didn't fuck leave me
alone", I grunted, blushing as I tried to come up with an excuse for what the welts could be. Damn me and my flustered mind. Ignoring my request, Willow continued to ask me dozens of questions as she jumped up and down clapping her hands like she just won the lottery.
"I-I uh- Willow I have to go I forgot I have to pick up a prescription for my moms s-sorry I'll text you later.", I lied, needing an excuse to get out of there before I burst into tears from fear that she would find out what truly happened.
"But what about COD?", She whined as I ran to her parents room next door, grabbing some of Mr. Dolton's clothes to change into.
"Sorry Willow but you know what my mom gets like when I forget to get her meds." I replied, my voice still shaky with fear. Willow gave a small grunt and goodbye as I ran to the bathroom to change and straight out the front door.
I sighed as I walked down the side walk towards the bus stop, finally I could breath without Willow interrogating me. I took in the fresh fall morning air, listening to the crunch of the fallen leaves under my shoes. Three weeks into my senior year and I've already lied to my best friend, gotten wasted and kissed Charlie fucking Simmons, all in a single Friday night
"Shit.", I muttered, realizing I had forgotten my clothes from the night before at Willow's house, knowing Id have to go. As much as I loved her and our friendship she never knew when enough was too much, always having to push until she got what she wanted. I guess that's the downside to her being spoiled.
I stopped walking as I heard the bus wheels screech to a stop behind me, I was so lost in thoughts that I managed to pass my stop. If this doesn't represent me in one sentence I don't know what else could.
Actually never mind, I do know. A guy who is completely and utterly confused. That best describes me I thought while running back to the bus and climbing aboard. I sat down on the uncomfortable chairs, dreading the 20 minute ride it takes to reach my apartment, but dreading the thought of seeing my mother even more.
Authors note: Welcome back everyone! Three updates in two days, I know i'm crazy. Again i want to say thank you for clicking on this story and sorry if i make any mistakes with grammar and/or the plot. Like i've said before i'm new to this and not exactly the best at writing or coming up with things so feel free to leave some tips! Also ive had a week off from school due to a snowstorm and the cleanup which means i have to go back to a normal sleep schedule soon :(
( it also means i wont be able to write as much due to the workload and my life outside my studies, but i'll try my best!)
(i desperately need help it's currently 4am)
Thank you! xoxo
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RomanceBefore I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And t...
