Sal Vulcano love story

Ch:6

An hour went by,it wasn't too late,I was still at sals house.

He plugged his headphones into his laptop,and continued to watch his screen.

Well there goes me talking to him.

I sighed. After 12 minutes i realized that my hair felt-weird,i dont know.

I got up and moved a little close to sal so i could ask him where his bathroom was.

He quickly put his screen down,and pulled one earbud out.

"Yeah?"

"Wheres your bathroom?I wanna fix my hair..." i nervously asked. He looks like some germ freak.

Sal rubbed his eye and turned around in his chair,pointing down the hall,

"Then turn to the left and the bathroom is there,the door is open."

I went and looked at my hair.

Not that bad,but my head started hurting.

I slowly walked down the hall. Sal was again watching some video,I couldnt tell what it was because the distance.

I walked slowly and softly,almost close to seeing the screen.

Oh.My.God. I can't even believe what I'm seeing.   He was watching....um,i guess you could guess it.

I could tell because the guy was pulling some girls shirt off. 

I walked quickly past him and sat down at the table,too fast that he didnt have time to pull his screen down.

"Shit." He said under his breath.

Well i dont really know what to think right now.  Sal got up and put his laptop in his room,and he came back.

I looked under the table.

His pants were bigger in the front,like a bulge.

"He's hard right now!" My inner thoughts screamed.

Shit,that is hot.

Sal didn't speak for a few minutes,then i broke the silence.

"Are you single or something?"

"Why do you ask?" Sal laughed kinda.

My phone died.

"I dont know.... Just curious..."

I made it awkward,WHYYYYY

.

"What were you watching?"

"Nothing special," his cheeks turned red.

There was silence again,Sal got up to take his belt to his jeans off. And there it was again. His pants.  If only,if only i wasnt younger then him. I would grab his crotch and not let goooooo.

I tried to look away,but i felt my eyes looking again and again.

"How old are you?" He suddenly asked me out of the blue.

I looked at him.

What? 

"Huh?"

He repeated the question,and i felt my heart sink for some reason.It was moreso butterflies.

"17......." I looked down at my legs,then glanced at his face.

"If only you were my age." He joked.

"I have no chances with you at all ,huh?"

Sal giggled. " Nah....," he smiled at me.

Then he winked. "Maybe." And he smiled.

He was so nice,oh my god. He's not a bad person,we knew him for a year. He's always nice to me,and he says "sweetheart " or "babe."  And "hun " .

I knew he knew i had a small crush on him. He thinks its small, but little does he know my thoughts. 

"Oh hey,your moms here,she just texted me."

I got my charger and phone off the table and began to pick up my shoes on.his floor.

He gave me a hug which felt so fucking perfect.   He also smelt like cologne,the good kind guys where.

I ran to my room and layed in bed.

I wanted to dream about me and sal,something ,anything,i insist.

I turned my lamp off,laid sheets over my body amd off to sleep i went.