Friday brought a new distraction for Freddie in the form of a visit from Lydia Nguyen. She burst into his house Friday evening with a bottle of vodka and a bag of jelly beans, as though she hadn't just travelled from another state.
"Surprise!" she shouted almost knockingFreddie off his feet.
Georgie squealed with excitement jumping into Lydia's arms giving Freddie a chance to come to terms with the fact that she was really there in front of him. Once it hit him he wrapped his arms around both Lydia and Georgie happiness swelling inside him.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Freddie demanded tears filling his eyes.
"Then it wouldn't be a surprise would it," Lydia said.
Lydia joined them for dinner and once Georgie had finally passed out from the excitement Freddie's mum let them sneak away to enjoy the vodka and jelly beans alone.
"Why are you here?" Freddie asked.
"Kat's got a piano thing," Lydia said. "And there was a sale on flights."
"So you're not just here to check up on me then?"
"Oh no I'm definitely here to check up on you the other stuffs a bonus," Lydia leant against Freddie comfortably taking a swig from the bottle of vodka and passing it along.
"Sorry to report I'm as boring as always," Freddie said taking the vodka.
"You sure you haven't fallen for any more lesbians recently," she asked.
"No have you?" Freddie asked.
"So so so so many," Lydia said with a wistful look in her eye.
"Why am I the one with the reputation?" Freddie asked.
"Straight people are weird," Lydia answered.
"I apologize," Freddie said.
"What's it got to do with you?"
Freddie threw a jellybean at Lydia, and she threw a pillow back at him.
They drank, they talked, and Lydia regaled Freddie with her many romantic dalliances. After about the third story one thing was clear.
"I need to get laid," Freddie said.
"Duh," Lydia said. "Until then more vodka."
"No," Freddie said.
"Yes," Lydia insisted.
They drank three quarters of the bottle between them, learned a bunch of Tiktok dances, and ate all the leftovers in the fridge. Some time late in the evening Freddie whispered shhh and showed Lydia the video of Leo roaring like a lion like it was a secret.
"I think I know him," Lydia said slurring a little.
"Yeah he's Leo the lion," Freddie agreed.
"No I know him smaller," Lydia said.
"You're drunk," Freddie asserted.
"Hmmm mhmm," Lydia said falling back onto the bed.
"He's cute," Freddie said watching the video again.
Lydia grunted in response.
"So cute," Freddie said.
No reply came from Lydia this time.
"I should tell him," Freddie said.
"Tell who?" Lydia said pulling herself back to consciousness.
"Leo the lion, I should tell him he's cute."
"You're an idiot," Lydia said before passing out for real this time.
Freddie wasn't listening he was trying to make auto correct pick the right word. He sent five messages in the end.
Why cure.
Yiut cute.
You.
Are.
Cute.
He smiled satisfied as finally collapsed into innocuousness.
YOU ARE READING
Freddie Cook is NOT a Sex God
Teen Fiction[BxB] Freddie's got a reputation he didn't ask for (or earn) and he's mostly okay with it until he meet's the mysterious Leo at university and remembers what it's like to care what someone thinks. This is a story about rumour, expectation, and falli...
