Hater Make Me Famous [4/?]
I got home in a hurry because the party was at 7 and I needed time to prepare. I was seriously freaking out! I mean Alex motherfucking Evans asked me...yes me to go to Brendon’s party with him! I’m so excited and so nervous all at once. I might throw up before I leave because my stomach is doing flip flops. I can’t decide what to wear!! Okay...so I’ll plug in the straightener first...then I’ll brush my teeth while picking clothes. I started looking through all my clothes...and I have nothing!!
“OH MY GOD!!!! I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!!! AHHH!!!” I screamed.
I could hear someone walking up the stairs. Then there was a tap on my door and a moment of silence.
“Shaant? Can I come in? It’s Patrick.” Said the little voice. Patrick? I don’t really talk to Patrick. I find him to be very shy. We talk but not about much. I don’t usually have much to say. I didn’t even know he knew where I lived...oh...wait...he’s been here for the Gay party...that was fun. My mom enjoyed herself.
“Uh...Hi Patrick come on in.” He opened the door and walked in holding shopping bags. “What’s all that you got there?” I really wonder why he was here.
“Well...I went shopping with Brendon and Pete as soon as we got out of school. We rushed to many stores and got as much as possible. Brendon said you would have nothing to wear so he told me to bring over a bunch of the stuff we bought so that you could pick something.” He smiled and opened the bags. He poured out all the things. It was amazing. I wanted it all. I couldn’t choose. I have to try it all on!
“I better start trying things on!” I giggled...yes real men giggle.
“Oh okay...I’ll be leaving now.” He turned away.
“NONONONO!! You’re not going anywhere! You’re going to help me choose!” I grabbed his arm and sat him down on the bed.
“Okay...but I have to leave at 6 so I can get ready and its 5 right now so hurry it up okay?” He smiled.
“No problem!” I smiled and grabbed the first outfit and went to the bathroom to change.
The first outfit was a pair of purple skinny jeans and a black shirt that says “Your mom loves me more than you because I can match an outfit” and with that there was a pair of yellow converse. By the way did I say that Brendon was rich...and he kind of likes to buy tons of clothes...then he ends up giving me a bunch. It’s great! I straightened my hair while I was in there. I walked out and did a spin for Patrick. He clapped and laughed.
“So what do you think?” I asked ever so politely.
“Very nice...but I think you can do better...NEXT!!” he screamed.
I grabbed the second outfit and headed to the bathroom again. This one was very nice. It was a black pair of skinny jeans and a white shirt that had a picture of a pink monster on it. I thought it was cute. The shoes consisted of normal black chucks. I liked this one a lot because it wasn’t plain but it wasn’t too flashy. I walked out again and did another spin. Patrick sighed and stood up.
“Shaant...I think I might have to dress you myself.” He said as he grabbed a different shirt and a different pair of skinny jeans. He took his time picking shoes and grabbed a vest like thing.
“Uh...okay?” I was amazed that Patrick was saying this.
He gave me the clothes and shoved me into the bathroom. I held the clothes and looked at them for a second.
“Well...go on...try them on.” He pushed me further into the bathroom and closed the door.
I grabbed the shirt and it had no writing on it. It had some fancy design on it and it was a black shirt with white designs. The shoes were converse but they were kind of different. They were white...I never where white converse. The vest was black but it had thin white pinstripes on it. The skinny jeans were a dark blue wash. After putting it all on...I was amazed. I loved it. Patrick was right! He’s great with clothes. I walked out the bathroom and Patrick smiled at me widely. He got up and motioned towards the door.
“Well...I should go get ready...its 5:45...I’ll see you at the party okay?” Patrick waved and walked out the door.
Well I didn’t know what to do for the next hour and 15 minutes so I cleaned my room up a little and then went downstairs to see if my mom was still home. She works nights at the office on Fridays. I walked downstairs in my very awesome clothes. I still felt as if I was going to throw up. I got to the kitchen but there was a note.
Gone to work, food in the fridge.
Have fun at the party and tell Brendon I say hi.
Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do....so that means do whatever you want, dear.
Love you, Mom
I took the food out of the fridge...then put it back in. I didn’t want to get my clothes full of spaghetti sauce. I looked at the clock and it read 6:45. Damn...Alex will be here any minute. As soon as I thought that...the doorbell rang. My stomach jumped and I could feel myself being completely scared...and so happy all at once. I walked to the door and opened it to see Alex looking even more gorgeous smiling at me.
“Wow...you look great! Are you ready to go?” He smiled a little wider.
“Uh yeah...and you look ever better. Let’s go and have some fun okay?” I smiled.
I locked the door and turned towards Alex. Now Brendon’s house was only 2 blocks from here so we were just going to walk. It was silent as we started walking and it felt a little awkward. Then all of a sudden I felt Alex’s hand brush against mine. A little nervously...I brushed mine against his. He took the hint and grabbed my hand. We looked at each other and smiled and giggled a little. We walked hand in hand without a word but I wasn’t so nervous anymore. We got to the party...and...Well it was crazy to say the least. Brendon was throwing some people out at this point. He smiled at us then continued yelling at them.
“Don’t come you come back!! You people drive me banana sandwich! No one throws my mom’s vase around and gets away with it!!” He yelled as the people ran down the street. He turned to us and gave us a warm hug as welcome. “Hello guys, the party is all over the house so make yourselves comfy. I’ll be everywhere and anywhere so if you need me come and find me...and if anyone messes with any of my mom’s stuff...throw them out for me okay?” He smiled.
“Okay Brendon! We’ll be around. Go have some fun!” I replied.
Alex and I walked around holding hands. We found a room that was empty and just sat down on the couch. I sighed and looked at the ground. I was getting nervous again. I didn’t know what to do. I really can’t make the moves...I’m not good at it. I looked at him and he was looking at me the whole time. We smiled at each other and then both sighed.
“Shaant...uh...I don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to say it. I really like you but I’m nervous as hell to make any moves. I don’t want to miss my chance though. I want to try but I’m not sure how to do it.” He looked at the ground and then leaned back into the couch. He was reading my mind. I felt the same way. I wanted to be around him but I didn’t know how.
“I feel the same way...maybe we should just forget about being nervous? Maybe we should just try?” I said nervously.
“Yeah you’re right. We should just do this!” He smiled and put his hand on mine. His smiled faded but not in a bad way. He moved closer to me...slowly. Then he looked me in the eye...then he looked at my lips then back at my eyes. I smiled and leaned closer. Soon our noses were touching. Then our lips brushed lightly against one another. The next thing you know we were kissing. Slow at first...very slow. Then the kiss got more wanting. It got deeper. Tongues and lips and teeth all involved. It got heated and then he was on top of me still kissing, still beautiful. I was so into it that I forgot we were at the party. Suddenly I felt a sharp pleasure in my lower half. He grinded down on me and I moaned in his mouth. We couldn’t stay here. This would be bad if we stayed here any longer. He grinded down again and I knew that it was time to go back to my house. My empty house. My house that is empty until 4am. I dreaded the fact that I had to stop him but I did. I told him that we had to go to my house. He smiled and nodded. Off we went to my house. We said hi to no one and we said bye to no one. A few minutes later we entered my house.
“Well we’re here.” I smiled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs and took a guess at what room was mine. He was right. He pushed me onto the bed and smiled.
“No...Now we’re here.” His smile widened. He got on top of me and leaned in for more mouth abuse. We kissed violently...he bites hard. I think he has a biting fetish. It didn’t bother me at all. I’m sure my lip was split already and I felt the blood in my mouth. He licked it up and continued kissing me roughly.
Soon it got heated again. He started moving his hips again and I started moaning again. I was going to scream at the amount of pleasure. He smiled and giggled a little at my moaning. I glared at him then rolled him so that I was on top. I kissed down his neck and his breath hitched. I grinded down sharply and he gasped. Now who’s laughing? He looked me in the eye again and looked hungry. He grabbed my face and kissed deeply as his hand went up the back of my shirt. He broke the kiss and took my shirt off and licked his lips. I was so horny as soon as he did that. I kissed his neck again because I liked the reaction. Soon I had his shirt on the floor next to mine. My kisses trailed down to his stomach in no time. We didn’t do anything more that night. We both agreed not to. We fell asleep in my bed topless and curled together. I was full of scratches and my lip was split but it was the best feeling ever. He eventually told me he had a thing for blood...I didn’t mind. I might have one as well...from the look of that nasty bite I left on his hip. Well that was my day...I’ve never felt so loved. <3