50 Shades of Perry (Tony Perry Fan Fic) *Discontinued*

Beyond Beautiful Is The Sound Of A Ghost

When we arrived to his place, it was pretty big, which I expected. 

"If you think this is huge, wait till you see Mike's" he smirked. 

"Either way, it's bigger than my place, that's for certain" I laughed, still kind of fasinated since I've never live in a huge house before. He carefully made sure he grabbed both our bags, making sure who's had what, before getting out and headed inside his place. When I first stepped in, it looked huger than the outside. The floor was covered in soft looking white carpet, dark blue couches, and had silk curtains. Walking in further in, I was able to see into the kitchen more, where the counter tops were a pearl color, and the floor tiled with cool looking designs both made out of marbel. 

"So..." Tony said awkwardly, almost anxious for me to say something. 

"Your place looks amazing" I smiled.

"Well I'm going to put my stuff away, make yourself at home" he smiled, shaking off the anxious feeling I got from him, and walked down the hall. As I look down there, I noticed that only one door out of the ones I can see, had a red door, whereas the others had a regular white tannish door. 

I walked over to his kitchen, trying to shake a feeling that he's hiding something huge, something that no one even knows about, but decided to shake off the feeling, feeling that I was being too nosey. Tony desirves his privacy, even the more open person have some things they're not proud, or willing to let out. 

As I stood there, rading his fridge, I really just wanted to close the fridge and race over to the room, I don't care if I see everything, just see a small glimpse of it. What could be in there? It could be some huge celeb fandom thing, I know, I have one. *cough couch* my wall. Or pictures of turtles or skateboard collection. After thinking a few more minutes debating, I physically facepalmed for being so stupid. It could obviously be a music room. 

Once I grabbed a strawberry from his fridge, Tony finally came out of his room, wearing a guilty look on his face, almost a scared look. 

"Are you okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine" he shrugged, looking almost completely calm now. 

"So what do you want to do?" I asked, feeling awkwards that we just stood there. 

"Can I ask you something? I don't want to sound totally weird or something" he chuckled nervously.

"Sure" I shrugged, kind of interested to hear what he was going to say 

"What's your opinion on sex?"

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Obvious ending xD

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