Against The Odds

Fireflies

I sat bolt upright when I heard the doorbell ring. Ian was sleeping still asleep beside me. I grabbed my phone and checked the time.

"Who's visiting me at six in the morning?" I say incredulously, getting out of bed without jostling Ian.

I was naked and I quickly picked up all the clothes that was on the floor. I put on what I wore yesterday and ran to open the door.

"There better be a fire!" I say as I opened the door and my jaw dropped at who it was.

It was my best friend Leo.

"There is! I'm the fire!" He licks his finger and touched it to his butt, making a sizzling sound.

Did I mention he's gay?

"Oh my gosh! You're back!" I threw myself at him in a big hug.

"I brought you a sombrero, Ally, and McD's!" He put an obnoxiously big hat on my head.

"How was Mexico?" I say, helping him bring his luggage inside.

"Amazing and wild! You have no idea how many boys I slept with." He says, throwing himself on my new couch.

"Spare me the details." I muttered.

Leo was a blonde, buff guy that looked like a surfer dude. Someone that at first sight didn't look gay until he talked. He's been my best friend since high school, actually I was the first person he ever confessed his secret too. I supported him and we've been at the hip ever since.

"How did you find my apartment?" I asked, taking his flip-flops that were on my new carpet.

"I went to your house and didn't find you so your brother texted me the address... He's as gorgeous as ever, but he still won't talk to me." Leo frowned.

Let's just say Eliot went through a very awkward phase. He was confused and it didn't quite work out.

"You do know he's straight, right?" I say, sitting down on the kitchen counter eating the McD breakfast he brought me.

"Honey, deep down he still feels something for me." He says, coming up to me.

"Well, if it makes you feel better..." I shrugged.

He slitted his eyes at me, "You've been busy. Where's the man? Is he here?"

I put on my poker face, "What are you talking about? Did you drink too much tequila?"

"No, I can clearly see that hickey on your shoulder." Leo poked on it and I cursed myself internally.

"That's--That's an allergy reaction." I say, lifting my shirt to hide it.

"Sure, okay... Don't tell me. I don't care. It's not like I tell you everything and can't trust me." Leo shrugged indifferently, but inside he was dying to know. I rolled my eyes.

"Alice?"

"Crap." I facepalm myself when I heard Ian come down the hall.

Please don't be naked.

"Alice, who's at the door?" Ian appeared, thankfully, wearing his jeans. But he was shirtless.

"Oh my, Aphrodite, you've hit the jackpot." Leo ogled at Ian who was confused and I quickly move to cover Ian by standing in front of him.

"Nobody calls me that anymore, you perv." I say and he snickered. I pushed Ian back to my room and ordered him to put a shirt on.

"O.M.G. Was that Ian Somerhalder?" Leo squealed and I shut his mouth with my hand.