Chapter 5: Bad Impression
As I stand there in shock he stands there smirking, slowly approaching me with his chest pumped forward looking stronger than ever. Ready to pounce and kill if I dare move even the slightest bit, I hold my breath at this point.
“What, you’re just gonna pretend you don’t remember me? I know you do, I mean how can you forget what we did. It was just recently,” he brags.
I shift my weight from the left foot to the right foot looking for a way around him. His body and strength surpasses that of my own so running is the only way possible.
Quickly before he even gets a chance to exhale I dash.
I round towards the left of him, yet I’m moving too slow. It’s like he can fast forward himself and pause me in the moment.
For a moment I believed I escaped, till his big arms snag me around my waist and pulls me up. The sheer force behind the tug knocks the wind out of me, I feel like I’m dying.
“WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?!” He places me back on the ground, still holding me from behind.
“Hey cutie, I asked: ‘where do you think you’re going?’ you better answer me.” As he ends his sentence he comes in close to my ear and gives me a kiss. He laughs and decides to let me go.
I roll me eyes then turn around, attempting to look at him in the eyes while still shrouded by the shadows.
“David Nguyen, I hope you know that you are a loser. What are you doing here anyway?” I give him my typical glare.
“Woah? A allumni can’t be here to support the old team? C’mon Sebastian don’t make like you haven’t missed me.” He gives me a slight tug on my shirt near the waist, poking my sides making me giggle.
David is one of my classmates older brothers who graduated the year before I was a freshmen. With his long faux hawk hair style, gauged ears, lip piercing, and a tatted arm, he wasn’t hard to make an eye candy. For an asian he was pretty tall and very muscular, standing about five-eleven he towered over me. It was very difficult to beat him in any race we had at the park, since he had track for all years in his high school life. The first time he and I met was at a birthday party. David drank enough to get tipsy, which lead to flirting and even pulling a move on me. The following day he apologized and took me out to frozen yogurt because he felt guilty for his bad first impression. That was a great day to remember, he really made it up to me that day. Frozen yogurt, paid movie, and even a walk in the park. That park is where we made our little game. Whenever we see each other, David is always the zombie and I have to try and escape behind him. No matter how hard I try to run away, it ends with me being grabbed and my brains eaten. But eating my brains for him is kissing me on the side of my head. He claims he isn’t gay or bisexual, but a guy who is willing to share affection for those he likes. Which to me is basically pansexual.
“Sooo, what do you miss me?” he taunts.
“Haha, no…Just kidding. Of course David, don’t I just enjoy spending time with you, wait! I mean blowing you.” I say sarcastically as I cross my arms.
“Oh, wow. C’mon don’t ruin the mood.” David comes in close, holding on to my elbows.
“Shut up. You know how things have been, I’m sorry but I don’t really wanna do that anymore. I’m tired of just us having sex, and then you telling me it means nothing. I’m sick of it. SICK OF IT.” Saying this with the bluntness of a hammer brought up the past and opened wounds.
Although David is one sweet guy and would be an amazing boyfriend, he is still afraid to be anything more than a friend with me. In a sense he is a closeted bisexual who only wants to fuck. After that movie, we ended up having casual make-out sessions and it became a usual thing in our friendship. To which I started getting sick of, I did not wanna be anyone play toy anymore, even his. That would probably be David’s biggest flaw.
He lets go of my arms, places his hands on my shoulders and brings our foreheads together.
“I’m sorry. Okay?” He is still trying to charm me.
“No its not okay. I’m not gonna fall for this again, I’m not stupid.”
“Hmphhh, you’re always stubborn as always. Huh?” I nod in agreement, he continues to talk, trying to hold in his frustration. “Fine. I was on my way home and I saw you. I honestly wanted some head, but hey! I respect your decision, and I’ll take you home. It’s late, I do not want any chance of you getting hurt. Alright? K.”
With that, he leads me to the car opens my door, like the kind gentlemen he can be, and we drive off leaving campus behind.
The ride home was silent, most of noise was from his mustang shifting gears. I could tell he was still thinking of what I said. I ended up falling asleep in the car, and when I reached home he was sweet enough to walk me to the door.
“No one is home?” He asks with curiosity.
“Yea, dad went to visit family back in Philippines and my mom said she’ll be staying over our cousin’s house downtown, for the next few nights since her work place is right there.” I struggle with my keys, grogginess from the ride home leaves me dizzy.
“Here let me help,” he unlocks my door, “You’re gonna be fine all alone? Why don’t I just sleep over?” Even at the sleepiest I’ve ever been I am still able to glare at him properly.
“I promise I won’t do anything. Promise.” At that point I just didn’t care anymore.
“Fine, lock the door when you close it.” I ignore his smirk and head towards my room.
I become so tired as I walk through the house, that I start to fall asleep half way up the staircase.
“Gosh, you were always the type to fall asleep easily. C’mon Sebastian, just make it to your bed.”
With his strength he is able to lift me up newlywed style, my arms holding around his neck for support. He lays me on my bed nicely and leaves to wash up. I get up to change quickly forcing myself to change into my sleeping clothes, I stripped everything off and wear a new shirt and a pair of short-shorts. I crawl back in bed and curl face the wall.
A minute later I hear David coming from the bathroom, if I know him well he sleeps without a shirt.
He crawls into bed next to me, pressing his bare chest against the arch of my back. David gently hugs me, and brings me in closer. His skin is silky smooth with a texture I can play hold on to forever, hypnotizes me making me turn to face him. My cheek is then placed snug on his chest. I can hear the sound of his heart beating faster every second that passes, in turn makes my heart start to beat. My lips brush against his chest, his body reacts with a little jerk. He realizes I repositioned myself in a more affectionate type of way that contradicts what I was trying to avoid.
My initial thought was he is gonna start leading us towards the direction I disliked, but by a total surprise he gives me a small peck on the forehead and goes back to sleep. Him finally restricting from sex with me, and holding me in such a sentimental way was very meaningful to me. With his kiss, I went to sleep with a smile.