FIREFLY EPISODE TWO
Warning- If you are not of the age to read homoerotic material than don't, or just don't get caught...I won't tell if you won't...shhh...it will be our little secret!
"You wanna ditch this bitch and go back to my place and smoke a bowl?" Stephen asked me as we got up to empty our trash and shit. Looking back one more time at Liam I said yes, and we made our way back to the car.
"You think I should have like, gave him my number or something?" I asked Stephen, as I thought about Liam some more.
"No, mister desperate" he said to me as he stood by my car. "Are you going to let me in?" he asked me as I passed my car.
"Yeah bro, I'm sorry my mind is somewhere else." I said as I unlocked the doors and got into the car. I drove to Stephen's house the whole time thinking about Liam and how cute he was, and how much I wanted to freak him.
"Bowl or bong?" Stephen asked me, I looked at him like he was stupid, and he should have known the answer to that question...
"Hello! Bong it! Every time come on now dude." I said to him as he walked to his freezer and put some ice into the bong then handed it to me.
"Why do we smoke pot all the time?" I asked as I put my mouth to the cold glass and heard the bubbles going.
"I do it, because it makes me feel good and forget shit" Stephen said as I cleared the bong and passed it to him.
"Do you think Liam smokes?" I asked as he ripped the bong.
"I have no idea, why are you so on this guy?" Stephen asked me as he passed the bong back.
"I am not all on this guy, I don't do the dating thing remember?" I said as I hit the bong again. After an hour of sitting there and melting into Stephen's couch I told him that I was going to go. He stood up and gave me a hug before I left and, "I will call you later" he said as I walked out his room and out his house. Before I got into my car I patted my jean pockets and felt no cigarettes in them so I reversed and headed towards the gas station right up the street.
"Can I get a pack of Marlboro lights 72's I said to the clerk behind the glass pane."
"Can I see your ID?" the clerk asked me as I reached into my pants, but couldn't find my wallet.
"Damnit" I said as the clerk looked at me strange, "I will be right back." I said as I took my phone out of my pants and called Stephen.
"Hello?"
"Bro face! Is my wallet at your place?"
"I don't know I'll look for it, where were you at last?"
"On the couch, check into between the couch, I need it for some cigarettes, the monkey is all over my back."
"Smoking is bad for you bro"
"What the hell are you talking about? You smoke all the time!" I said to him
"No I meant...whatever yeah it's here you want me to bring it to you? Or what?"
"No I'll come and get it" I said "I'll be there in a second" I hung up the phone and walked towards my car.
"You need someone to get you some cigarettes" a voice said behind me as I turned around.
"Uhh...yeah actually if you don't mind that would be really cool, but I don't have my wallet-"
"Don't worry I got it, what kind?" he asked me as I stumbled out the brand.
"Alright I'll be right back." He said as he walked into the store. The second he got into the store I had to pick my jaw up from the ground. He had to be the sexiest looking guy in the world! He had a very rugged face, the kind where you know he had been through hell and back. His eyes were a smoky grey color, and showed no signs of life...and they were so sexy. He had on a blue jacket, and jeans that were pulled low enough to see his white boxer briefs...I think I just came in my pants.
"Here you go dude" he said as he passed me my cigarettes.
"Hey man thanks"
"Don't worry about it" he said as he started to pack his on cigarettes.
"I owe you" I said as I pulled out a cigarette and went to light it.
"Damnit! I don't even have a lighter"
"Here you go man" he said as he tossed me his lighter and chuckled.
"I'm usually not this...what's the word?"
"Stoned?" he asked me with a smile
"Haha, yeah something like that" I said as I tossed back his lighter and inhaled.
"The name is Ryan" he said as he held out his hand to shake
"TJ" I said with a nervous smile.
"Well I should probably head off, I have to go to work" Ryan said
"Hey! Thanks again" I said
"No problem" he replied as he got into his all black thunderbird. DAMN he is fucking sexy, I hope I didn't make a fool of myself I thought as I stumbled to open up my own car door. I really must look like an idiot. I pulled out of the convience store and headed to Stephen's to pick up my wallet, before I turned on his street I called him to let him know I was pulling up in a second. Stephen ran my wallet out to me, and noticed the goofy grin on my face.
"Liam?" he asked with a smile
"Something like that I said with a wink"
"Thanks bro" I said as I pulled out of his driveway. All the way back home all I could think about was Ryan and his...his everything! I was so lost in thought that I had passed my house.
"Mom!" I yelled out. No one answered, so I figured that she must still be at work. I went upstairs to the bathroom and pissed.
"I have cotton mouth kings right now" I said to myself as I headed towards the kitchen to get something to drink. After getting something to drink I went up to my room and opened up my lap top. Like every other red blooded teenager I signed onto Facebook, and saw that I had a bunch of application request, and a friend request as well. I clicked the friend request as it read across my computer: Liam Jones would like to add you as a friend...
Oh shit! No he didn't just end it right there!?.....HA! I SO did! Email me and let me know what's on your dirty little mind! Hahaha -- awinton08@gmail.com