Say My Name Again.

Rush. (Part one.)

Last night was a blur. I just knew it was good and I felt myself falling for him, how cliche but how true. I sat up in bed and looked to the sleeping figure to the left side of me. His hair messed over his head and chest moving slow. I smiled and looked down at myself. Only in my underwear I got up and stretched quietly. I stayed over as it was late and well I didn't want our cuddle session to end. What about his girlfriend? She left him, doesn't know about us but she left however not quietly. She still tries to hurt him when she can, I see the pain he feels when thinking about it so I tried to focus on something else. Our heart to heart talk last night didn't go that far but far enough. He told me about his life in drifts. Things that were good things that were bad things he wants to do. I too shared my life but again not a lot of detail.
I looked around and walked over to his wardrobe, my bare feet cold with every step against his wood floor. I picked out one of his DROPDEAD tank tops. Pulling it over my head I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up a bit. I didn't want to wake Oliver. He looked peaceful and after our talk last night I think the sleep will take his mind off of it. I walked about his house, it was huge. He lives all alone in this big house. The thought was weird, for me anyway... Stroking my finger over the counter top I sighed. Was what I am doing right? Should I have given him a second chance? Before my thoughts could continue something grabbed my attention, a black little box with Chinese on the front. I felt it, it was Matte black and soft and dull, not shiney. I slid it open and smirked slightly as I saw the contents. I bit my lip and looked around before closing the box and going outside.
Walking by the pool I sat in a lounge chair. Watching my surroundings I took the black box out onto my lap and took out the contents. Weed. Or pot. Or whatever you like to call it. Rolled up into tight joints. I had never done it before. Placing it in between my lips I removed the lighter and sparked it.
Inhaling and exhaling I felt the burn in my chest, it felt good. I placed the box down beside me and laid back and continued to smoke.
It wasn't long until it started to hit me. 3/4 of the way down the joint I started to laugh and laugh and laugh. Looking around everything seemed surreal. 'Wow.' I whispered to myself. It felt amazing, like I could do anything, light as a feather. I laid back and looked at the sky placing my hands up as if I could shape the clouds myself. Blinking slowly I started to hum a Pierce the Veil song, I'd tell you which one... Only I can't remember.
I was drifting in and out of consciousness, this stuff was strong. It didn't stop me laughing. 'Alex?' I covered my face giggling. 'Alex what are you doing?' I heard someone laugh. I thought by doing this he wouldn't be able to see me. He crouched in front of me as I peaked. 'Darling are you okay?' 'No it's darling you'll be okay.' 'What?' My response was just laughter. Then that was it, I was out cold.