Sunday, 17 July 2011
Chapter 4: It’s my party I can cry if I want to
“There’s a new film out called ‘The Breakfast Club’ there have been adverts for it for ages now and I think it finally came out a couple days ago, do you want to see it with me?” he asked.
“Sounds like fun” I lied.
Actually I had already seen it in Sunset Valley and hadn’t thought it was that great but I was having too much fun with Mick to say no.
“Urgh don’t forget to change your clothes these definitely don’t past the sniff test.” I said jokingly and we burst out laughing again.
“Charice? What you doing at my apar... apar... home?” he asked.
“For the party!” I said getting flustered.
“You didn’t get my email, I I I emailed you, you didn’t get it. Party was cancelled I erm changed my mind, yes, I did, I changed my mind. So no work party, but you came, come on in let’s party. Yaayyyy.” He replied slurring his words.
“Hey big boy, last night was fun.” I purred ruffling my hair.
His face froze with shock, he looked under the covers quickly and was surprised to see himself dressed in his pyjamas I had to laugh as his reaction was funny, he clocked on I was making a fool of him, and laughed as well.
“Come on, spill it. What happened? You were really drunk something must have made you sad, why’d you really cancel the party?” I quizzed him.
“Fine. I’ll tell you the truth, you’ve been a really good friend, I owe you the truth” he said.
My heart skipped a beat no one had been that kind as to call me a friend before, they have always told me to mind my own business.
“I was fired from work. No, made redundant. Hench why I didn’t want to throw a work party for people I no longer worked with or for. Now this is such a mess how am I going to pay my bills this place is expensive.” He continued telling me.
I felt sorry for him, and all my anger about last night flew out the window.
“If you want you can move in with me. My house, well shack more like, is really small and you’ll have to sleep on a sofa.” I offered.
“Really? We haven’t known each other very long and you want us to move in together?” he responded answering my question with a question.
“I like your company it’ll be nice to have you there.” I said hopping he wouldn’t read too much into it.
He did and tried to kiss me. I pulled away and he blushed and went very red, he must of been really embarrassed because with our skin tones it’s hard to get red faced.
“I’m sorry but like you said we haven’t know each other that long, but I still don’t mind if you want to move in.” I said hoping that would be the end of the subject.
He nodded and I helped him pack. As we packed he sold his apartment to the city hall using what the town called an ‘express sale’ he sold the apartment for less but could have the money put right into his account the same day.
“I found it abandoned just out of the city, all it needed was a fresh tank of gas and the window fixed. Why’d you ask?” he replied.
I told him I was just curious and giggled to myself. I realised how I reconised the car, it was the same one I abandoned when I came to the city.
“Wow, you really weren’t lying when you said it was small, or when you said it was a shack” he said.
“Oi cheeky! Just be glad I’m letting you stay at all” I replied jokily.
“I am, thank-you I’ll make it up to you, I swear.” He said slumping onto the sofa.