The Good Life

*Jack*

After watching three hours of Gossip Girl I still felt a little bummed about the whole kissing Alex situation. I decided I wanted an ICEE, so I made myself look presentable and drove to the new gas station that was just built right around the corner from my house. Once I got there, I walked inside and grabbed a cherry flavored ICEE. I went to the cashier, a blonde girl who couldn’t have been more than 18.

“You’re pretty cute,” She said as she took my credit card for the ICEE.

“Thank you,” I mumbled trying to get out of there as fast as I could. I wanted nothing more than to go back home, lay in my bed, and watch TV.

“So… aren’t you going to ask for my number?” she asked bluntly still holding my card in her hands.

“No, you’re not my type,” I reached for my card, but she moved her hand back so I couldn’t reach it.

“What the fuck do you mean I’m not your type!?! I’m everybody’s type asshole!” she yelled catching the attention of everyone in the store.

“I wouldn’t be interested in you even if I was straight,” I stated reaching over the counter and taking my card from her hand while she just stood there staring at me. I walked out of the store getting my keys from my pocket to unlock my car. When I looked up I locked eyes with Alex…fucking Alex. I couldn’t help but think it was that bitch’s fault who worked inside the gas station. Maybe, just maybe, if she had rung me up instead of flirting with me, I would have been in and out of the store and dodged Alex completely.

Alex just stared at me and didn’t say a word. I had no idea what to say to him, I mean I could apologize some more but I didn’t want to look like a weirdo. So I open my mouth to say to at least say hello, but what came out was:

“I’m so sorry about last night Alex. It’s just that I’ve liked you since freshman year and I tried to keep my feelings for you bottled up inside, but I couldn’t do it and I’m sorry…” I ranted. So much for not wanting to look weird.

“Jack I was on my way to tell you that I haven’t been able to keep you or that kiss off my mind since yesterday. I have never ever ever liked another guy and thought about having a relationship with him, but for some reason that’s all I can think about when it comes to you. And I wanted to ignore these feelings so badly because they’re different, but they’re so strong I can’t.” He spoke getting closer to me with every word. He stopped when he was just inches away from my face while I just stood there shocked.

“I wanna try something,” he whispered putting his hands on my waist and inching closely until out lips were connected. Our kiss only lasted about ten seconds, but that was long enough to feel butterflies flutter around in my stomach and by the way he looked at me I could tell Alex had felt them too.
“Let’s go back to my place,” I suggested after he let me go. Now I wanted nothing more than to cuddle with Alex in my bed and watch TV. He agreed and followed me back to my house.

***

“Why the hell do you have a five bedroom house?” Alex asked while I was showing him around.

“I’m not really sure.” I shrugged. We were at the last room for the tour; my room.

“Well it’s beautiful nonetheless.” He sat down on my bed looked at me and smiled.

“Thanks,” I bent down to where he was sitting on my bed and pecked his lips.

“So what did you have planned for today?” I asked.

“Um usually on Sundays I just laze around my place trying to rest as much as possible before I start work on Monday.”

“That sounds fun.”

“Yeah it is. What about you? When do you actually have to work?”

“Uhh I only go in when I have meetings to look at new designs and make changes and some days I randomly go in my stores in the surrounding area to make sure things are running smoothly.”

“I would love to be the boss of people it sounds like the greatest job ever.”

“Alex, you’re a teacher don’t you get to boss your students around?” I asked laughing.

“That’s different I still have a boss and I’m making them do what the state wants them to do, not what I want to do,” he complained.

“Cry baby,” I taunted.

“Say that to my face!”

I moved closer to his face, kissing him instead.

I could get use to this.

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