𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 (𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜)

Chapter 2: You're Joking... Right?

When I woke up Dave wasn't next to me. I looked out the window, and the sun was just coming up. It was gorgeous. I heard something drop in the kitchen

"Shit!" dave yelled. I rolled my eyes to myself and walked out, leaning on the bar.

"What are you doing?" he looked over at me, embarrassed. He held up a pan with burnt eggs on it. I giggled

"Your gonna burn down the building dumbass" he laughed at my comment. I pushed him away from the stove, which was on the highest heat possible. I turned it down and threw the old food he made away

"I didn't even know you had food in your house" i joked. He shrugged

"I didn't... i thought you might want something so I went to the store"

"Awwwww" i smacked his arm playfully "do you really feel that bad about last night?" i asked and he grinned

"No, i just wanted to do something for you" he said and cracked an egg on the top of my head. I screamed

"Dave!" i couldn't help but giggle "what a total dick move" i grumbled and threw one at him. His eyes got wide. He came over, bent down and picked me up by my thighs and slung me over his shoulder. I screamed again and laughed. He spun me around, before throwing me down on the couch gently and holding me there.

"Live with me" he said and looked into my eyes. I laughed out of shock

"what?" he grinned. I could tell he hadn't drank anything today.

"it'll be fun" he pleaded "I really like you here" he mumbled

"I'm sixteen" I mumbled and looked away. he got in a more comfortable position next to me and grabbed some of my hair, playing with it.

"doesn't matter" he shrugged "it would be fun" he repeated. I pushed his hand away

"no" I said and frowned "your crazy" I grinned slightly. he looked disappointed

"I don't feel like I need the booze when your with me" he whispered and looked me in the eye.

I bit my lip and blushed. he put a hand gently on my thigh "please" I smiled reluctantly and wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my head in his shoulder. he chuckled

"now let's go tell your mom" I groaned and held onto him tighter. he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close. he felt so good. this was so weird. it'd never been like this. I just assumed he was going through a phase were he wanted to take care of someone and be taken care of... I'd play along with it. I wasn't sure if I liked him, but I sure as hell liked this.

after a while of just enjoying the silence i pulled away from him.

"let's go" I grumbled and stood up, stretching. he grinned at me. we both took a quick shot and I got dressed. I guess Dave didn't feel like putting on a shirt, and we walked out.

we made our way back to my apartment and walked in. it was Saturday, so she was definitely home. she was on the couch

"I thought you'd be back last night" she said not looking up from her book

"yeah..." I said and got closer to Dave. she looked up and rolled her eyes "pimping yourself out I see" she muttered bitterly and and put the book down. I sighed

"I'm leaving" I said and took Dave to my room. I looked around my room for things I might want. I got all my money I'd been saving over the years and stuffed it in my pocket. i let Dave grab whatever he wanted. I got some clothes and he grabbed blankets