Dreaming of You
Did You Say Party?
I sat in Alex's dressing room for a long time just holding him. What was I doing? this was a bad idea. I know how I feel for him but I'm not exactly the dating type. I don't even know how to kiss a guy, I mean is it mandatory to use tongue? I swear I’m twelve sometimes.
I had so much I wanted to say to Alex. Like why did he want me? do you think this will work? Seriously Why me? just so much.
"Serenity, thank you" He whispered.
"For what?" I asked, I should be thanking him.
"For being you" He said matter-of-factly.
"That’s a good thing?" I asked. He dropped the hug.
"Hell yeah it is!" He said laughing.
"I don't know" I said, I could hear the insecurity in my own voice. what did he see in me?
"Serenity you’re so different. You dance to the beat of your own drum. Your innocent in the since of swearing and sexuality but your experienced in morals and fun. You would rather get to know someone over bowling then in a bar. You cry at horror movies if the dog dies. You open your heart and your ears not your legs. Don't get me wrong. I swear like a trucker and sex is pretty awesome but what’s a relationship, in any since of the word, without personality? nothing in my honest opinion" Alex said, I saw another side of Alex, a side I'm sure nobody, besides Jack, has seen. The sensitive side, deep side.
Alex has this reputation as a drunken douc bag, but that’s not the case at all. Alex was sensitive, sweet, caring, hilarious, occasionally a drunk, amazing guy and I think the world should see this Alex. I could feel my face become beat red and I hid it in my hands.
"Cheer up dude, I won't talk like that if it makes you upset, I can go back to being an asshole if you please, I'll get Jack in here and I'll totally say something about Batman being totally stupid or something" He said jokingly. I laughed.
"No, no its fine I just don't understand" I said, Alex looked at me quizzically.
"I know I'm different and I have 'personality’, but I mean, I'm chubby. I look and act like I'm twelve sometimes, I'm not famous. I'm twenty two and I have never fricken swore or even tasted liquor" I said, Alex busted out laughing.
"It's not funny" I screeched, playfully hitting him.
"I'm sorry but you have a lot of experience to catch up on, and I'm here to teach you" He said, Grabbing my hand and intertwining his fingers with mine.
"I don't know, Your kind of a bad influence" I said jokingly, trying to calm down my freaking out nerves.
"Shut up" He said jokingly, I chuckled.
"So, Are we going to stay in this room all night or are we going somewhere" I asked sweetly, Alex shrugged.
"Where else will we go?" Alex asked.
"we can go to my house" I offered. Crap, what am I doing?
"sweet I'll get the guys, you get your friend" Alex said, jumping off the couch and leaving the dressing room. I fell face first into the couch moaning. Alex was coming to my small little house that was currently a mess. What did I do?
