I Can Taste Him On Your Lips
3
Sunday morning greeted me with a large box being delivered. I stood there with the door wide open and a hand in my hair just staring at it as I tried to figure out how I was going to get the dresser assembled. Jason was still out of town and there was no way I was going to be able to take care of it by myself.
“You do know staring at it won’t get it built any faster right?”
I looked over to where the voice had come from and saw Alex standing there with his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans and a smirk on his face.
“My mom sent me over to help you after she saw the guy drop it off.” He explained coming closer to examine the box himself.
With a loud sigh I motioned for him to help me pick it up, and after much work and difficulties we were able to get it up the stairs and into the master bedroom.
“Why the fuck did you get such a heavy dresser?” Alex asked with a groan as he let his end drop to the floor loudly.
“I didn’t think I’d be stuck with a sissy boy helping me set it up.” I replied rolling my eyes as I leaned over at started pulling the tape off.
“I don’t see any other guys lining up at your door to help out.”
With the box opened up to reveal the wooden contents, I pushed past Alex lightly and went over to my bedside table and pressed play on my silver iPod.
Alex started laughing as the song began making me give him an odd look.
“What?” I asked moving to pull the first few pieces out. “You have a problem with Blink?”
“Are you kidding me? They’re my favorite band aside from my own.”
“You’re in a band?” I asked eyeing him up lightly.
“I’m not just good looking, I have money too.”
“Such a charmer with your humble attitude.” I said sarcastically as I handed him the screw driver he was pointing to.
“I could charm my way into your pants if I really wanted to.”
“Please, you’re not my type.”
“I could be if you wanted me to.” He said, bumping his hip against mine as we stood side by side.
I laughed, shoving his shoulder roughly making him stumble as he laughed himself.
“I fell in love with the girl at the rock show…” We sang along together, Alex making a weird face as he sang which made me laugh.
It took us most of the day to get the dresser put together. It would have been less of a hassle if I didn’t have Alex as the one helping me.
“Na na, na na, na na, na na na.”
“For the love of god shut up.” I groaned as I opened the fridge door and pulled out two bottles of cold water, passing one to Alex who only continued to sing.
“My voice is sexy and it makes you tingle. Don’t deny how you feel!” He said in a strange voice that I only rolled my eyes at.
“Go home Alex,” I sighed rubbing my forehead. “Your work is done, plus I have a head ach and I want to sleep.”
“Goodnight Chris.” He said as he walked through the door I was holding open for him.
“My name is Christine.”
“I know,” was the last thing he said before heading back to his parent’s house.
“You do know staring at it won’t get it built any faster right?”
I looked over to where the voice had come from and saw Alex standing there with his hands in the pockets of his skinny jeans and a smirk on his face.
“My mom sent me over to help you after she saw the guy drop it off.” He explained coming closer to examine the box himself.
With a loud sigh I motioned for him to help me pick it up, and after much work and difficulties we were able to get it up the stairs and into the master bedroom.
“Why the fuck did you get such a heavy dresser?” Alex asked with a groan as he let his end drop to the floor loudly.
“I didn’t think I’d be stuck with a sissy boy helping me set it up.” I replied rolling my eyes as I leaned over at started pulling the tape off.
“I don’t see any other guys lining up at your door to help out.”
With the box opened up to reveal the wooden contents, I pushed past Alex lightly and went over to my bedside table and pressed play on my silver iPod.
Alex started laughing as the song began making me give him an odd look.
“What?” I asked moving to pull the first few pieces out. “You have a problem with Blink?”
“Are you kidding me? They’re my favorite band aside from my own.”
“You’re in a band?” I asked eyeing him up lightly.
“I’m not just good looking, I have money too.”
“Such a charmer with your humble attitude.” I said sarcastically as I handed him the screw driver he was pointing to.
“I could charm my way into your pants if I really wanted to.”
“Please, you’re not my type.”
“I could be if you wanted me to.” He said, bumping his hip against mine as we stood side by side.
I laughed, shoving his shoulder roughly making him stumble as he laughed himself.
“I fell in love with the girl at the rock show…” We sang along together, Alex making a weird face as he sang which made me laugh.
It took us most of the day to get the dresser put together. It would have been less of a hassle if I didn’t have Alex as the one helping me.
“Na na, na na, na na, na na na.”
“For the love of god shut up.” I groaned as I opened the fridge door and pulled out two bottles of cold water, passing one to Alex who only continued to sing.
“My voice is sexy and it makes you tingle. Don’t deny how you feel!” He said in a strange voice that I only rolled my eyes at.
“Go home Alex,” I sighed rubbing my forehead. “Your work is done, plus I have a head ach and I want to sleep.”
“Goodnight Chris.” He said as he walked through the door I was holding open for him.
“My name is Christine.”
“I know,” was the last thing he said before heading back to his parent’s house.
Notes
Songs: The Rock Show and All The Small Things by Blink 182~I would really love it if you would take the time to go and comment :D
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4/10/13