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Chapter 2: Planes, Cakes and Issues.
SPOV
It had been three days that we had finished shooting. We were all done they were now just editing and we could all go home. Remembering that soon it was going to show and that we were going to have to get interviewed. Finally I had packed. Norman would text me or phone me. We would hang out, have meals with the rest of the cast and get to know each other even better.
All of us were now good friends. Enjoying each others companies and feeling like a family. Norman though was my best friend as we felt in sync. Playing around, wearing the same style clothing and our Ray Bans. Chewing gum, dancing at random times and having a laugh. We would compliment each other in this way. Both knowing how the other was and would react.
I was walking around my rented appartment. Grabbing clothes and placing them into my suitcase. My phone began to buzz.
Hey Sammy. How are you today? :)
Norm. Sighing, I quickly texted back and smiled.
Tired. Trying to sort out my suitcase for tomorrow. Going back to NY by plane. -_- You?
Norm didn't take a moment before he replied. I laughed at his reply. Giggling into my hand.
Great thanks. Preparing for a trip back myself. Fixing my stuff to go on a roadtrip. Born to be wild. Might grow a beard on the way... ;)
He said he then started asking me multiple questions. Asking if I was going alone, what flight and what time. We ended up exchanging ideas for ways to go back. Giving suggestions for him where to stop and have a look around...
I was waiting around for my flight. Suitcase was in but I had my bag filled with makeup and necesities. Calmly sitting around and no one came up to me. Glad that the fame hadn't been so huge yet as we had just finished filming and they were sorting things out.
Sighing into my seat as I slouched a little. My suitcase was already to be placed in the plane, yet here I was waisting time in possibly trying to fall asleep. My body alert as I didn't want to miss it yet I was falling into unconciousness. My eyes drooping. Only for a minute. A second won't kill me of getting some sleep...
"Boo!" I heard a familiar voice say next to me. Causing me to jump in my seat. Pulling me out of my dream state. Squealing in fright as I jumped and eventually looked at the source of my scare. Blue eyes glimmering with joy and amusement. "Asshole. What are you doing here?" I ask him as I slapped his chest lightly.
He chuckled at the bewildered look on my face. Still trying to recover from the shock. "Well...I'm sitting here waiting for a flight to New York. Why?" he asked me a playful smirk plastered on his face. My eyes rolling. "No dumbass. What are you doing here?!" I question him again my eyes widening. "You were going on that trip weren't you?" I ask him reminding him of what he told me.
"Well...I would of but you are here alone. I wasn't going to let you go home alone. Not on a flight. So I decided to get a flight to give you some amazing company. That way you didn't have to miss me." he joked and I just laugh.
"Who said I was alone?" I asked him and he looked around suspiciously. "Well...The last 20 minutes I've been sitting here since you fell asleep you were alone. No one around." he said as he raised an eyebrow at me. I just roll my eyes. Then decided to joke around a little with him.
"Oh! How did you know how much I would miss you Norman! I'm so glad I've got you here now!" I said dramatically as I did the worst acting I could do. Being as sarcastic as I possibly could be. The back of my hand resting against my forehead. Laying the back of my head onto his shoulder, hand still pressed to my forehead.
He chuckled. Wrapping his strong arms around me. Almost bone crushing. "Oh I knew you'd miss me! You always do!" he chuckled out and a string of laughter poured out of us. Pushing him away from me. "Get your hands off me you freak." I joked laughing at how stupid we could be at times.
We chatted for a little while more. Going to our flight and being idiots about it. Some people stopped Norman to try and get pictures with him. They kept saying something about 'boondock saints'. Shrugging it off we would keep going until we reached the plane. Plopping ourselves in the seat and enjoying our time together on this flight.
Gasping. My eyes widened as I looked to Norman. Remembering something. "What?" he asked me worry in his eyes. Searching my face for something as I just stared in his crystal blues. "What about your bike?" I asked him and he looks at me for a second.
His lips curling trying to hold something out. Suddenly a burst of laughter escaped his tight lips. I gave him a questioning look, when he finally calmed down he smiled at me. "I've got someone shipping it back to New York. Is that really what you were worried about? A bike?" he asked me incredulously. Looking at me like I had two heads. Amusement evident in his eyes as his lips pulled into a smirk.
"Fuck you." I spat and he just chuckled some more. Causing a small blush to rise to my cheeks. Giggling with him at how silly I was for being worried for a bike. When our own lives were more at risk than that bike. We were about to take off. Pulling out my phone, I got to my twitter account and posted a new tweet.
Taking off in the plane. Back to NY! With Norms... wwwbigbaldhead :P #thisisgoingtobealongjourney #hopefullynormswillbesane #thatmostprobablywonthappen
When I looked to Norman he seemed to have been doing the same type of thing. Just tagging me and making me laugh at his tweet.
To New York! Hopefully Sammy will keep her hands to herself ;) sammyissanchez
I slapped him jokingly. Laughing at him being stupid. He chuckled raising an eyebrow at me. "See! I'm going to have to put a restraining order!" Norm joked as I just giggled nervously. I was sitting by the window and I just loved to look out of it so I moved to look out of it. Too embarresed to look at Norman. "Shut up." I growled my cheeks flushed. Heated.
Norman just chuckled and we sat there like that for a while. My arms crossed over my chest. Creating a barrier. Neither of us talking. Just sat there and listened to music or would mumble something of unimportance. Norman was way to silent, probably thinking he crossed a line with that tweet...
Both of us were laughing. Clutching to our sides. "Alright...Give me a funny joke then if you say you're so funny." he demands rather than questions. "I don't have to listen to your orders." I defended and smiled softly at him. "Oh come on...Just one joke. Please?" he asked in a begging voice. I rolled my eyes sighing. "Fine..." I deliberated as I thought of a joke.
"Alright...An Irish man walked out of a bar." I said and he paused for a second. Trying to understand the joke. Suddenly bursting out into a fit of laughter. His eyes watering at the corners. Face turning slightly red. Clutching to his stomach as his entire body shook. "Now you tell me a joke funny man." I ordered back at him.
He regathered himself as he wiped under his eyes. His cute laughter dying down. "Sure." he said deliberating for a second. A smirk growing on his face. This was a mischevious one. It could go either way from being good to evil. My eyes squinting slightly at him. Eager to know what he was planning.
"There's these three guys, a spic, a white guy and a black guy. They walk along the beach, they see this pot, they rub it, genie comes out. Genie says, 'You wish for anything you want.' So, he asks the Mexican what he wants, and he goes: 'I want all my people in America to be happy and free and in Mexico.'"
"So the genie goes 'poof!'. All the spics are in Mexico. Then he asks the black guy..." Norm continued. I slapped my hand against his mouth. Not liking where this was going. Not one bit. "That joke is so rascist! Shut up Norm! You're going to get us in trouble!" I hushed him as he protested against my palm.
Suddenly I felt something wet on my palm. Making me squirm and look at it. He licked me. Gross! "Norm! Ewww!" I sqealed as I rubbed my siliva coated palm on his sleeve. Chuckling as I did so which just made me rub him harder. Slightly slapping him as he continued chuckling. "Asshole." I growled and he just laughs.
We relaxed after that terrible joke he was going to tell me. "I can't wait to be back home." Norm sighed out and I could tell something was hidden in his eyes. Especially as he just kept looking out into the distance. His eyes glacy as he was in another world. One I didn't have a privalage to enter.
"Me too." I tell him with a sigh of my own. A woman came over asking us what we wanted to drink and eat. We answered and were told to wait. Norm and me fighting to pay the bill. Norman won as the woman agreed as he was being a 'gentleman'. "I've always wanted this. Never had the balls to order it. Looks nice though." Norm said as he looked down at a chocolate cake.
I was munching on some peanuts. A drink of hot coffee placed on my 'shelf'. He seemed to just be staring down at the food. As though it was going to do something to it. Cautiously he took a chunk of it with his spoon. Bringing it to his mouth as his lips curled around it. Pulling the spoon out, the piece of cake disappeared. Gone.
Norman 'mm'd as he tasted the cake. "Here. Try it. It's litterally the best thing you'll ever have." he tells me cutting a piece with the same spoon. Motioning it towards my face, the cake filled spoon inches away from my face. "Taste it." he encoraged me and I just raised my eyebrows at him. What if it tasted like shit and he was pulling some bullshit prank on me.
The cake had melted chocolate on the outside as a cover, 4 thin layers of chocolate cake, a fudge sauce on one layer, a whipped cream type of layer on another and a chocolate layer. When I put my lips around the spoon that his were wrapped around a few seconds ago, he pulled it back and I savoured the food.
Tasting the textures, flavours and I melted into it. Moaning in pleasure quietly causing Norman to chuckle. "I told ya woman. You jus' don't want ter trust me." he joked and I giggled. "That is delicious! Pure heaven!" I say with my eyes rolling to the back of my head. Thinking about what I just ate. He chuckled, blushing lightly as he took another spoonfull.
Shoving it into his mouth and not looking me as I watched him eat it. I swear I was actually drooling as I stared at him devouring the cake. "Wanna share it?" he suggests and I ducked shyly. "Please?" I asked him innocently and he just laughed. Taking another spoonfull and passing it me. We both enjoyed the cake. Taking turns.
Eventually both of us had the same idea when we both pulled out our phones. Taking a picture of the slowly devoured cake. Which was turning into nothing. Then aiming the camera at one another as we took a spoon to our face. I was wearing my wayfarer black glasses. The retro types. Cute brown bowler hat, light brown jeggings, soft pink fluffy jumper and some brown pumps with little black bows.
I felt cute as I innocently took a bite from the cake filled spoon. Norm's phone pointed at me as he took a picture of me. Smirking at me as I posed this way. My make up looked natural, keeping it soft and sweet. Curls looked more volumized because of the hat. He chuckled, posting it on twitter. He went to go take a bite, I told him I was doing the same for him to what he did to me.
He posed differently. Made it seem like it was an every day to eat such heaven. His mouth slack as he raised his eyebrows. Eyes boring into mine. Our stares locked on each other. He seemed relaxed. Blue eyes piercing. His hair a slight mess as it pointed at different angles. I would say it was a neat mess. He looked cute. Seductive.
We laughed as we compared the pictures. Neither of us saying a word as we finished our cake. My mind would wonder off in the gutters when I would see his lips curl around the spoon. How his movements were painfully slow. Seductive. He had me mesmerized. I just hoped he didn't notice it. He would watch me also. Eye contact never faltered or wavered as we ate.
My mind falling in the gutter even more when I would think about the fact we were exchanging saliva. Practically kissing. The spoon passed back and forth. When it was done, we laid back and the woman came to clean our isle. Throwing everything in a bag and smiled at us forced. Ahh well. Fuck her.
Applying a little lip gloss so my lips weren't going to chap. Yawning as I turned in my seat. Trying to get comfortable yet still I was stretching. "Tired?" he asks me and I nod. "How much sleep did you get?" he asked me curious and I rubbed at my eyes lightly. "Not a lot." I answered.
"How many hours?" he asked me as though he was shooting them at me. Never missing a beat. "About...4." I said having to think about it. "You should sleep. You've got enough hours in this flight to do so." he tells me and I nod. Yawning again, covering my mouth and shutting my eyes. "Think I will." I tell him softly.
I turned to my side. Away from Norman. Looking out the window. My hands tucked under the side of my face. Shutting my eyes briefly. Didn't feel comfortable so I turned to Norman again. He was flicking through his phone but then looked at me as I turned to face him. Same position. Hands tucked.
"Get some sleep." he suggests kindly and I smile softly. "Don't want ya turning green." he joked a smirk clear in his voice as I shut my eyes. Giggling and he just chuckled. "Fuck you." I spat playfully causing him to burst into a string of laughter. Dying down as I slowly fell asleep. My mind blurring out anything and everything...
Eyes fluttering opened, I rubbed at my eyes lightly. Glad that my mascara was water proof. Plus that I had little on. Rubbing off any water that seeped from sleep out of my eyes. Streaming down my cheeks. Pulling out my phone to check the time. Norman was softly snoring next to me. Fast asleep.
We were almost there. I saw the symbol of a tweet that was made. I checked it and was surprised by what I saw. Norman had taken a picture of me fast asleep. My mouth was slightly parted. Showing my top teeth, my lips glossy and facial expression peaceful in sleep. Curled up in my position. Hair slightly splayed but weirdly...I seemed to look quiet nice.
Still it was embarrassing. Even more when I read Norman's capture of it. Saying that I was being a cutie fast asleep in the plane. There were lots of tweets saying that I was adorable. Or that I was cute. Some just asking Norman to follow him. There were those random people who asked if I was his girlfriend. Especially since I was 'appearing in too many tweets and pics' lately.
Growling at him for taking a picture of me in such a vulnerable state. A plan in my head. Payback's a bitch. Taking a picture of him asleep and using the same type of caption. Except it said at the end: payback's a bitch. Uploading it and waited for it be finished. When it was, I sneeked up to Norman and slapped his chest lightly. Startling him.
"What was that for?!" he demands and he just tried to pull him from his sleep state. Back to reality. To now. Turning my phone so he could see what was on the screen. "What the hell is this?!" I asked him in return. "Hey...You looked cute while you were sleeping!" he tried to defend himself as I showed him the picture.
"Really?! I'm my most weakest moment?" I questioned him quizzically. He just sighed. "Ya were cute sleeping. Don't blame me for having to share that adorable moment Sammy." he said in a joking tone. As though I was some toddler. I growled at him. Then I remembered. Giggling.
"What?" he asked me slightly panicked and confused. "Check your twitter." I suggest evilly and he looks at me deliberating something. Slowly he pulled out his phone and checked it. Groaning. "Why?" he asks me and I just smiled darkly. Payback's a bitch.
"You looked cute while you were sleeping Norm. Don't blame me for having to share that adorable moment Norms." I said repeating the words he used to explain his motives. He growled. "Bitch." he mumbled playfully. "Love you too." I joked back at him. Causing us both to laugh...
Eventually we landed. Getting out and heading to the airport. Heading to grab our suitcases. We were laughing as we walked out. Suitcases in hand as Eminem's We Made You came on. Both of us dancing silly like. Our ray bans on, chewing gum and both of us acting stupid. Norman always looked and acted like a rock star.
I sang around laughing at the song and him. People were either giving us funny looks or just smiling at us being carefree. We didn't care. Just being our way too cool selves. Giggling as we finally got away from the suitcase area. Now being in the area where people are picked up. Some people recognizing Norman. Very few people knowing me.
Norman just smirking and placing his free arm lazily over my shoulders. Leading us out to grab a taxi. Chuckling out of pure randomness. Sighing as we finally got a taxi. Norman placed our suitcases in the boot and I just sat down. Thanking him for doing that for me. Norman sat down and buckled up, I followed his actions and we both smiled at each other.
"Can we go to mine first?" he asked me and I nod. "Sure thing." I say with no rush to get back to home. Might as well go see Norman's pad. Norman gave directions to the driver and we both relaxed in our seat. Glad to have finally got home. To New York. Even if it was fun us being up in the clouds, it was good to finally be on solid ground.
While driving we took some silly pictures. Feeling silly as we would take pics of us sticking out tongue out, both of us acting weird and crazy. Some of them were us pulling lion faces, putting bunny ears and looking cool. Or how Norman would say 'badass'. The driver chuckled at us.
Singing silly songs on the radio. Uploading the ones we liked to Twitter. Keeping some others for ourselves. Norman and me were being our regular selves. Silly and fun. "Are you two dating?" the driver suddenly asked. His voice husky, he was clearly older than me and Norman. Possibly in his early 60's to late 50's. The wrinkles in his eyes making that obvious.
"No." Norman asked in a heartbeat. His head shaking furiously 'no'. "My bad." he mutters shyly at the confusion. "She's a beautiful girl though. Don't know what takin ya so long boy. Plus...You guys look like a cute couple together." he says with a gleam in his eyes. Looking at us through the rear view mirror.
"Ah...Thank you." I said blushing lightly. From both the compliment and the thought of us being cute together. "We're just best friends though." I added and hid away a little. My face tucking into my neck. Trying not to meet this man's or Norman's gaze. Norman looked out the window, his elbow allowing him to perch his arm up. Rubbing his forehead slowly.
The man sighed. Causing me to give him my attention again. "The friend zone. Sucks buddy." he told Norman and I just did the same as Norman. Sensing Norman move his head to look at me. Staring at the window, not wanting to look at either men. Turning my head, I rolled my eyes at both men watching me. Causing all three of us to laugh.
We continued the journey joking around. Taking about stupid stuff and laughed about it. The driver was a pretty cool guy. When we finally reached our destination, I felt as though this was a saddening time. Yet I pushed it aside and decided to just smile at the man. Asking him how much it was.
"No way are you paying!" Norman barked at me. He was being serious and so was I. "Shut up Norm. Derek, tell me how much it is." I tell the cab driver. He just smiles. Giving us the amount. Both of us searching our money holders. Norman pushed my hand away with his. Cash in his hands also. "Take the money from me Derek." Norman ordered.
"Derek. Don't listen to him!" I barked back. Hoping he would listen to me and not Norm. "No Sam. Let me pay. It's my fucking house. Let me pay for it." he begs and I just ignore him. Pressing further so that Derek could take my money. Derek took Norm's money and I just huff in anger.
Getting out the car and slamming the door shut. Angry with them both. More with Norm than anyone else right now. "Sorry!" I called to Derek as I could hear his mumbled protests. "Stop being so silly Sam." Norm tells me as he got out our suitcases. Leading us in after we said goodbye to Derek and headed up to his home.
We got in. Silence during our journey. It was cute. His house. It looked a lot like what I would imagine it to be. Very...Norman. There was nothing to really say about it really. Just that it suited him. Felt like it just oozed his personality. When we entered we were greeted by a dog. Jumping up on Norman first. Tail wagging as it was happy to see Norman.
"Hey Zero." Norman chuckled as he patted the dog's head. The dog clawing up at him. Demanding Norman's attention. Laughing as I saw the dog roll onto it's back. Showing Norman his stomach. Norm ducked down to rub it chuckling as he stroked the dog's tummy. This made me smile as he clearly loved animals.
When Norman stood up, the dog got onto it's feet and shook. Rushing to me and giving me the same treatment. Making me giggle as I crouched and stoked it behind it's ears. Stoking it in places that I knew dogs generally liked. Soon enough, I had Zero on his back and even kicking his leg rapidly.
Norman smiled down at us. Walking off somewhere. "Eye In The Dark?!" Norman called out as he walked off. Going in and out of rooms. Until he got to a gaming room. A black cat sat on the sofa and purring softly as Norman headed towards him. Stoking the cat kindly. "Eye In The Dark?" I questioned him and he chuckled.
"Long story." he answered and I just shrugged. Crouching to examine the cute cat. "Why you alone Eye?" he says to the cat and I giggled. Norm moved away motioning to me to stroke the cat. My past with cats was limited. As they weren't the nicest of them. Scratching, clawing and hissing at me.
I stroked the top of Eye's head. Casing him to shut his eyes and pur. My face inches from him. I became 'adventurous' and stroked the cat's stomach, behind his ears and generally places dogs liked. Worked like a charm as when I stood, Eye clutched to my jumper. Mewling and nudging it's head into my neck. Clearly asking for more and I continued stroking.
"Aww!" I squealed at the adorable cat. "Eye likes you." Norm tells me with a small smirk. Eye suddenly started to lick my nose. Causing me to laugh. Giggling as I couldn't posses power to my nose. That was when we heard a door open and footsteps come towards us.
Walking towards the footsteps both me and Norman looked surprised. My breath hitched in my throat. A beautiful woman with brown hair, brown eyes, sweet smile and olive complexion game in. "Norm. You're home early." the girl greeted walking towards him and gave him a peck on the lips. A boy rushed towards Norman and hugged him. "Dad! How was work?" the blonde haired, hazel eyes and pale complexion.
Dad. Norman had a son. He didn't even tell me about him. Plus he had a wife. A family. Shit. Dropping Eye to the floor and looked up a little nervous. Out of place. "It was good. This is Sam." Norm tells them. I just waved and smiled nervously. "Hi." I mumbled and the boy gave me a small smile.
"Hi...I'm Glenn. Norman's girlfriend." the girl said as she held her hand for me to shake. "I'm Mingus." the little boy chirped. Pulling away from Norm as his father mussed his hair. Laughing lightly at the scowl his son was giving him. I was tense. Clearly I wasn't wanted here.
"I'm Norman's work friend. We both were in the job he just did. We uh...We're kind of best friends now. Nice meeting you Glenn...Mingus." I said with a small nod. Taking the girl's hand and shook it firmly. "Nice meeting you Sam." Glenn said with a smile.
"We didn't expect you to be home so early." Glenn said as she wrapped her arms around Norman's torso. Hugging him to her as she smiled up at him. He just tiredly placed his arm around her. Staring directly into my eyes. Trying to hold myself together.
"Yeah. I came over to see Eye and Zero." Mingus said randomly and I just smiled awkwardly. They were a family and I was just the odd one out. I felt weird. Should have known he had a girlfriend and son back at home. Knew it somewhere hidden that I knew all along.
"I uh...I better get going then." I say as I stepped around them awkwardly. Trying to get out and away from all the tense feeling I was having. "Stay for dinner." Norm called out to me. Making me turn to them. Stopping in my tracks.
Glenn smiled up at Norm. Placing a kiss on his cheek. This gave me a twang of something. Didn't know what though. "No." I tell him shaking my head sadly. His brows furrowed. He was confused as to why I would say no. "I don't want to be an intrusion. Don't want to bother you as you clearly have a family." I tell him and motioned with my hand towards the three of them.
Mingus too distracted by the cat. "You won't be a bother. We'd be happy to have you here." Glenn said to me with a sad but warm smile. Didn't seem as genuine as I'd hoped it would. I just shook my head no. Pursing my lips.
"I've got someone waiting for me back at home." I tell them and this made Norman frown a little. Nodding at me. Understanding my 'reasons'. "Let me at least walk you down." Norman suggests trying to convince me of something. Shame I was stubborn. "No. I'll be fine...But thank you." I tell him and just headed for my way to the door.
I walked down. Each step made my heart drop further down. Hitting even further down than my stomach. This was painful. Yet I had no clue why I felt this pain. What led me here? Reaching a taxi, I sighed and dropped my suitcase in the boot. Shutting and heading to sit down inside. My expression emotionless.
Giving my address and we drove. Not a word exchanged as the cab man drove. Waiting for my ride to end so I could head into my house. To get as far away from their family. From their home. Get to mine. When we arrived, I paid and got out. Heading up to my apartment. It felt a lot like me. Small, cute and slightly modern. Not too outdated.
There was a lot of art on the walls. My living room illuminated by the light of the TV. Tom was laid out on the couch. Fast asleep. His curly black hair a mess sprawled on the arm rest. Shoes on the couch. His soft complexion lighter with this light. He looked like a ghost. Or some sort of angel. Nope a ghost. His snoring made me decide between the two.
His strong jaw slacked in his deep sleep. He was broad, tall and muscled. There was a small amount of time that I liked him more than a friend. Shouldn't surprise me as he was very attractive. Yet...He's my best friend. Wanted to keep him that way. He was always there for me. Moved here with me. Known him since we were kids. Practically he was my brother.
Even though he lived somewhere else and would stay here with Nibbles. Who ran towards me, his little feet padding against the floor. A golden Labrador retriever. He was only a couple of months old. Was already getting huge, his brown eyes stared up at me with a wagging tail. Making me smile at him. Stroking the top of his head.
Causing him to roll onto his belly. Making me rub him continuously. Giggling softly. Quietly. As not to wake Tom. Crouching and stroking Nibbles' stomach. Standing upright, I started to make my way towards my sleeping friend. Nibbles jumping up at me.
Clawing up my leg. Nipping at my hand. "Nib!" I whisper shouted at the dog. Moving my hand from his attention seeking actions. Sneaking towards Tom and slowly lifting a pillow up. The room was completely dark. The only source of light was what was pouring from the TV screen.
Cautiously slowly, I raised the pillow above my head and threw it. Making it land on his face. Slapping him. Stunning him to awaken. His blue grey eyes fluttering open. His eyes slightly cloudy from the sleep. Groaning as the pillow fell off him and the couch. Rubbing at sleep deprived eyes. It was dark. Now a days it gets dark pretty early.
"What was that for?" his voice raspy from sleep. His t-shirt was slightly riding up from stretching his arm up. I giggled. "That is for sleeping on my couch with shoes on." I teased and he just chuckles tiredly. "You're a bitch. You know that?" he asked me and I just laugh. "Yet you still love me." I joked as he just laughed. "Yeah. Still you really do know how to piss me off." he groaned.
We both laughed as our eyes met. Then I remembered the place I just escaped from. My face falling as my laughter died with it. Eyes sad, a small frown on the sides of my lips and my body slouching a little. "Tell me about it." Tom says as he opened his arms out for me to cuddle into. He moved so he was now sitting.
Sighing, I flopped onto the couch and cuddled into his side. His warm embrace soothing. Making me lose the tension I had in my body. Head pressed against his chest as he pulled me close to him. Arms wrapped around my small frame. "So...How was work?" he asked sensing I wasn't going to talk first.
"It was...Good." I tell him not wanting to go into too much detail on that. "Meet any interesting people?" he asked me and I stayed silent. He knew that was why I was sad. "What is it? Talk to me Sam-ant." he says to me placing his chin on the top of my head. This made me sigh and cuddle into him more. My hand fisting a chunk of his shit.
"I met a guy. He was fun, cool and made me feel really comfortable." I start. "And he's attractive to you?" he asks me and I nod. "Yet...He never told me about his son or girlfriend." I state and he mumbled a small 'ouch'. "Did you two have sex or something?" he asked me pulling his face back a bit so he could examine me.
I looked up into his eyes. "No. We didn't. Not even a kiss." I state and his eyes bore into mine. Looking for my honesty. "Then what's the problem?" he asked me and I just frowned. Moving my head so I no longer looked into his grey eyes.
"I just...I wish he told me about them." I tell him and he sighs. Placing his jaw on the top of my head again. Kissing the top of my head. "Look...I think you two should just stay friends. That way you don't ruin his relationships." he tells me softly. Kindly.
"1. That way you are professional. He works with you doesn't he?" Tom asked me calmly. I just nod. "2. That way you don't get any heartache over someone who isn't going to be interested. Judging by the fact he is taken." he tells me and I couldn't speak. The only thing I could do was nod.
"3. That way you don't ruin both of your relationship. His relationship with his girl and son. Non of them have to have problems." Tom tells me and I nod. The silence was thick as I was speechless. Nothing I could say.
After a few minutes of us just cuddling, I finally gathered the strength to talk. "I wasn't going to ruin their relationships anyway. I want to be professional." I state as I moved my face so I could look up at him. "Then what's making you so sad and worried?" he asks me. I just frowned at this and at myself.
"I just...We were becoming really good friends. It just annoys me that I'm not trusted enough and not a friend enough to know about his family." I tell him and could hear my own frustration in my voice. He sighed, causing my head to elevate with the movement.
Moving my head back to look away from him. Snuggling my head a little more. "Maybe he just forgot." Tom tried to reason and I just move my head to give him a disbelieving look. We both know that wasn't possible. "How can a man forget a son and girlfriend that are waiting back home?" I retort and he frowns slightly.
I shut my eyes, taking a deep breath and when I opened them, I saw Tom's calm expression. Saddened eyes staring into my own. "I guess I just need some time to process all this information. A lot has been going on during these past couple of days. Hell for a couple of weeks. Especially between me and him." I say and Tom just purses his lips.
"You want me to stay?" he asks me sadly and I shook my head no. Smiling up at him. It was slightly forced but he understood my reasoning. "I'd rather prefer being alone right now." I tell him and he nods. "If that's what you want Mamfa." he sighed before he got up and walked off. Grabbing his coat and telling me the dog had already eaten.
We said our goodbyes and I just had a shower. Getting into my comfies and watched movies with Nibbles' head on my lap. Stroking him. Norman kept texting, phoning me and I just wouldn't answer. I needed time. Process it and accept it...
I hadn't talked to Norm for over 3 weeks. Needing time and space. He would text and phone me. Wanting me to answer. My stubbornness getting the better of me each and every time. I was sitting in my living-room couch, finished eating my cereal and was sipping on my morning coffee. Watching some chat show that I wasn't paying full attention to.
Every now and then I would go out for walks with Nibbles. Go out to go to the gym and meet up with Tom. Go out on some nights alone to get drunk. Not once did I bump into Norm and I felt glad with that. Needing my space. Time to think things through and gather myself.
Nibbles was on the couch with me, biting at my hand. Leaning over, I got out one of his puppy treats and broke them down. Feeding them to him. My phone rang, I looked at the id and saw it was Norman. Sighing, I decided he waited long enough. Using one hand to answer and the other to feed my dog.
Bringing it to my ear and shutting my eyes tightly. "Hello?" I answered and I then heard the sound of a small gasp. "Sam?" he questioned in disbelief. "Yeah?" I answered and then heard a sigh on the other end. I swear I could hear him slouch into his couch. Relaxing.
"It's me. Norm." he said softly and I felt something in me melt. Shaking it off, I focused on Nibbles. His little face cute as he would munch on the food at my fingertips. His small ears flapping. "How are you?" he asked me out of politeness.
"I'm fine. You?" I answered and with a question. Getting up after feeding my pup, I took my cup and dish to the sink. Dropping it softly and wandered over to my window. Opening it. Sighing as the fresh air hit my warmed flesh. Breathing in the serenity. "Fine thanks." he answered. Silence between the both of us.
"Is...Is something wrong Samantha? Why haven't you been answering any of my texts or phone calls?" he asked me and I felt my body tense. His voice was saddened, confused and slightly frustrated. "I've answered you now haven't I?" I all but spat at him. My tone mildly sarcastic.
"Sorry...I just...Needed to process everything that was going on." I tell him softly. I felt bad now for being such a bitch to him. "Oh...I understand." Norm replied still as sad as before. He seemed to want to hide it but couldn't very well. "Was 'fraid you hated me now." he tells me even more sadly. Worry in his tone.
"No. I could never hate you Norm...I just needed time to wrap my head around all this." I tell him and he stayed silent. "Plus...I'm more annoyed by the fact you didn't tell me. Your best friend! That you have a girlfriend and son waiting at home. Why didn't you tell me?" I ask him genuinely curious.
"I didn't want to fill you in with too much personal information. I mean...We only just started hanging out. Not even off set at that point." he tells me sadly and I sigh. Understandable. "I wanted you to know me before knowing my personal life." he tells me adding it in. My eyes shut as I walked back to my couch.
Sitting on it with Nibbles fast asleep on it. His soft snoring vibrating in my ears. Agreeing and telling him it was fine, we talked for a while. Both of us trying to catch up with each other. I was weary as we talked. He could tell by the way we talked also. Making me feel guilty for not being as open with him as I was before.
"Hey...How 'bout you come over to mine and I can explain everything?" he suggests and I felt my eyes widen for a second. "No. You've got a girl waiting for you there. I don't want to intrude." I tell him and I could sense him frowning. "She's not here. She won't be here for another two weeks." he tells me and I felt my brows furrow.
"What?! Why?" I questioned him and he chuckled softly. Nervously. "She's a model. She's gone for a photo shoot somewhere." he explains and I nod. "Ah." I say when I realized he couldn't see me through the phone. "What about your son?" I questioned him. Remembering he did have a boy after all.
"He's with a friend." he tells me and I just blinked. "How about we just go out for some coffee?" he suggests and I breathed in deeply. All it would be is coffee with a friend. Catching up. So he could explain. So we could talk.
"Sure as long as it's outside. Like a uh...Starbucks?" I suggest and he cleared his throat. "Alright...Which one?" he asked me reminding me that there were multiple shops. "The one on Delancey street?" I suggest and hoped he knew where it was. It was close but not too close to my home.
"Fine. Where do you live so I can pick you up? What time?" he asks me throwing the questions at me. Not giving me time to answer them separately. "Meet me there in an hour." I tell him and he just grunted. Possibly annoyed by my secrecy and stubbornness.
We said our goodbyes and hung up. Getting ready. Taking a shower, putting my hair in a bobble as I finished drying it. Slipping on some black skin tight jeans, black flat boots with laces on the sides, a checkered button down shirt, my Ray Bans (from Norm) and a black leather jacket that had no zips.
Placing a little bit of make up and heading out. Saying goodbye to Nibbles and decided to walk there. Making sure he had enough food for when I came back. Messaging Tom to come check on him and give Nibbles a walk if I didn't message him back. Telling him if I was home or not at a specific time.
Getting closer to the shop, I found Norman standing outside and waiting for me. His face contorting to one of a sad smile. Lips pursed as his cheeks raised slightly. Eyes had a small glint in them, didn't know of what and I just shrugged off the possibilities. I returned the same expression and wandered towards him.
He wore some old punk rock t-shirt, jeans, trainers and his famous Ray Bans. This made me smile slightly. Yet I held it in remembering the reason we were here. His hands were in his pockets and he stepped towards me. Finally reaching to where he was. "Hey." His blue eyes were soft and he gave me a nod.
"How are you?" he asked me and I looked down for a moment. "Fine. You?" I asked him and he just stepped a little towards the door. Opening it for me. Motioning for me to go first. "Fine. Worried that you fell off the face of the earth or simply hated me." he tells me sounding genuine. I frowned slightly as we stepped in.
Neither of us moved to hug or anything like that. Just simple nods with pursed lips. We walked in and took off our glasses. I slipped mine into my small bag, pulling out my purse. "So...What do you want?" he asks me and I looked at him quizzically. His wallet in hand, in the other were his glasses.
"What you're going to ask for the both of us?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised. "Yeah...Well...If you want." he suggests timidly. "Hmm...Sure. As long as I pay for it." I try to compromise. "No way." he said with eyes wide and a shake to his head. "Well then...No I won't tell you what I'm ordering." I say looking back to the line.
When it was our turn, I stood to the counter and leaned on the counter. The girl was smiling at me, a forced one. Yay. "What can I get you?" she asked us in a chirpy voice. "I'll get a caramel macchiato. He'll have a..." I say while I pointed my thumb over to Norman. Looking at him while I still leaned on the counter.
"I'll have the bill and the chocolate cream. Frappuccino." he orders to the poor girl. "Don't listen to him. Give me the bill. Help a girl out would you? He's always trying to pay for me. Give me the independence...Please? Just this once?" I beg of the girl behind the counter who just giggled. Taking our order.
Asking if we were leaving or staying. I looked to Norman for help here. "Staying." he tells us both and we nod. I took a deep breath, not meeting his eyes after the girl left. We waited until our drinks were finished. Norman deciding to take the drinks while I paid for them. Heading to a table and sitting down. Opposite each other.
We both sat there in silence. Sipping on our drinks. We both looked up at each other, our eyes met and I felt my own shy away. "Is there any questions?" he asks me and I frown slightly. Placing my drink down and leaned on the table. Arms folded as I looked into his eyes. Gaining courage.
"Not right now. I'm just...A little hurt. The fact you didn't tell me...It made me feel like I...I don't know. Like I didn't matter. That I'm not friend enough to know about your family. Personal life. Sounds stupid but I-" I was going to finish but Norman cut in.
"No. It's not stupid. It's completely rational and understandable. You deserved to know about my personal life. It makes me who I am and...I was dumb into thinking that you would like me and get to know me if I never told you about my family. They are a part of me and I can't change that." he tells me sadly.
"It's not dumb Norm. We've got our secrets. I just feel they are...Important to you. It's just...I..." I drifted. Not knowing what to say. Just staring down at my hands that over lapped each other. Sighing and shutting my eyes. Norman's voice pulled me out of my small panic of how to finish it.
"How about I just tell you the story?" he suggests and I nod. "That would be nice." I whispered softly as I opened my eyes. Connecting to the gaze of ice blue ones. "Alright..." Norman filled. Deliberating. He was nervous. Took a sip from his drink and then placed it down. Looking at me slightly sad before his eyes looked down to his drink. Placing his spoon in, swirling it around mindlessly.
"I met Helena at a dinner party. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. The moment I saw her, I just wanted to get to know her. I did. Fell for her even. Eventually we had little Mingus. Were going to get married. Called it off. Stressed with everything, from work to Mingus to her. Too much to handle." Norman started.
"We decided to split." he took a gulp of his coffee. "Met a couple of other girls. Dated a girl named Jarah. She was a sweet girl but...not the one for me." he said slightly sadly. He seemed to drift off to another world for a second. His eyes slightly hazy. As though he remembered something.
"It was me, Mingus and Eye In The Dark for a while. Just us three. Bear in mind me and Helena have joint custody of him. We're both actually good friends. Like being just that with her. She's a great girl. Eventually I met Glenn who...well...she's my girlfriend." he sighed out. Rubbing at his forehead frustratedly.
"My ah...my father died when I was young. I'm 40 years old. Turning 41 in January. Grew up in LA, moved to different parts of the world for a small amount of time. Like Japan, UK, Spain...been in a couple of movies. Couple of music videos. Mingus is 9 soon turning 10. Don't know any languages. Barely know English!" Norman joked and we both laughed.
"Yeah...That's it really." he tells me and his eyes bore into mine. "Thank you Norman. For telling me." I said sincerely and felt my expression soften along with my voice. "No problem." he says and sips on his drink again. I mimicked him. Both of our eyes locked as we took a gulp.
"I ah...There's not a lot to talk about when it comes to me." I tell him feeling the need to share something about myself with him. Like a payment. "Was born in Spain. Grew up there until I turned 7 we moved to England. Met some people but...they never really stuck. Didn't have any family. Just my mum and me." I tell him.
"Learned French when I was in school. Also some Italian. There was also weirdly...a stage where I had a friend who was really into anime. Taught me a little Japanese. Er...I never really talk about my father. He just...didn't want anything to do with us. Left us. So mum had to fend for us both. Never had a male role model in my life. I have trust issues, especially towards men." I tell him. All my honesty pouring out of nowhere.
"One of my happiest moments was...when I was a kid. My mum...she always loved the look of Jasmines. I loved the smell. Soft, sweet and most powerful at night. I remember we would have them at the end of our steps back in my home in Spain. Every night they bloomed. I would pick one out from my window. Kept it under my pillow as I slept." I continued.
"Eventually when we got to England, it was difficult to have a house like the one back in Spain. So we got a small fake version of the flowers, so she could keep it as a decoration. It wasn't like the real deal though. They were a great part of my childhood memories." I tell him and he smiled at me sadly.
"Sad isn't it?" I ask him with a small smile at the corner of my lips. "Not really. I think it's sweet and adorable." he tells me softly and I felt the heat rise to my cheeks. "I'm 25 going on 26." I tell him and he smiled at me slightly. There was something hidden there though.
I took a huge gulp and when I looked back at Norman he had finished his drink already. He probably did it while I wasn't paying attention. Talking about my past. When I placed my finally empty cup on the small holder, he laughed. Wiping at his mouth, smirking behind it. "What?" I questioned him my brows furrowed in confusion.
"You've got...a cream-stach." he tells me with a small chuckle. Without thinking I gasped before licking off the cream. Slowly. Tasting it on my top lip. "Shit." I growled after slipping my tongue back into my mouth. Hopefully the liquid had gone from my top lip. He chuckled after he took a couple of blinks. Was he gathering himself? No.
"Is it still there?" I asked him hoping it wasn't. "Sure is Hulk Hogan." Norm joked and I just grabbed a cloth. Wiping my mouth and sticking my tongue out at him immaturely. Causing him to laugh. "We should go to my place." he suggests to me as his laughing finally calmed down. "To meet my son." he added quickly as I raised an eyebrow at him. His face flushing a light pink.
"I already met him." I told him. He gave me a look that was serious yet playful. Is that even possible? "Except this time it will be without Glenn being there." he tells me and I nod. Remembering his girlfriend was out of town for at least two more weeks.
"Sure. Let's go." I say as I got up. Both of us taking our drinks to the cashier. The girl that served us smiled, waved and told us goodbye. Both of us slipping out of the coffee shop and heading towards his home. Walking. He apparently came here the same way I did. On foot.
"Okay...so Eye In The Dark huh?" I asked him smirking at him lightly. He chuckled as he shoved his hands in his pockets. Walking side by side. A small gap between us. "Yeah..." Norman said as he smiled down at the ground, chuckling to himself.
"Will I get the pleasure as to knowing why you would possibly call your cat Eye In The Dark?" I asked him. He laughed lightly. Nodding as he looked up to meet my gaze. "I found Eye when he was being sold. The owner didn't want him. Told me that Eye would never love anyone. Told me I could have him for free." he began.
"Took him home, waited until Mingus saw him to finally name him. Mingus always wanted a cat. So when Mingus saw him, it was dark and all he could see was Eye's eye in the dark." Norman said with a small smile. Clearly he loved his son and cat a lot. More than he possibly lead on.
"Do you have any pets or had any?" he asks me suddenly. I giggled. "Yeah. I always wanted a dog. My mum never would let us though. Fear of the attachment." I state and pursed my lips as I said that. That was something my mum struggled with every day. Especially after my father.
"When I got here though, I finally got a pet dog. Nibbles. He's a Labrador retriever. Cute thing he is. Only a couple of months old. He was abandoned by his owners so I took him into my home. Gave him all the love I could give and now he's my little Nibbles. Reason for calling him Nibbles is simply because he bites my hands lightly whenever he wants attention." I say with a small giggle.
Norman laughed at my theory and anecdote about Nibbles' name. "He's amazing. Sweet and funny. Nibbles is the company I have when I'm alone." I tell him and then he looked at me weirdly. "That's for a different time." I state and he frowned slightly. "Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked me and I shook my head no.
We walked the rest of the way to his apartment talking about things randomly. About Mingus, what he likes, where he goes, what he's interested in and what not. Norman would ask me questions about my mum, about Spain and England. I looked to Norman, a mischievous look on my face.
I knew where we were now. Close to his home, the same route the cab driver took us on. "Race you!" I screamed as I began running. Laughing he chased after me. Catching up to me but I swerved the corner picking up speed and laughing. Both of us echoing the streets with a string of cheerful laughter.
He would catch me at times, grabbing my coat or trying to grab my waist. Panting as I ran, giggling and running out of breath. Eventually my pace was starting to slow down, Norman's speeding up. Giggling as he grabbed me by the hips. Pulling me towards him and wrapping his arms around my waist.
Getting me in a bare hug. My back pressed to his front. My hair flying forward by the impact of his strength. Chests heaving as we tried to catch our breaths. Both of us laughing tiredly. His head resting on my shoulder, lips close to my ear and he chuckled softly.
"Got you." he whispered and I just wriggled out of his hold on me. "You cheated! Holding me back like that." I tell him with a playful giggle. He just laughed at me. Letting me go but keeping an arm loosely placed on my shoulders. My arm around his back. Our sides flushed against each other. Laughing as we got to his apartment.
We got there, both of us greeting his pets and Norm made us a drink. Handing me a glass of orange juice. I sipped on it and stood by his kitchen, the both of us smiling at each other with our eyes. Suddenly the door opened and Mingus walked in. Smiling at us. "Hi Sam!" he smiled at me. His eyes bright.
He was a cute kid. "Hey Mingus. How are you?" I ask him and he walked towards the fridge. Opening it and taking out the juice. Norman handed him a glass to pour in. "Fine. You?" he asked me in return as he poured the drink in the cup. Our eyes never losing it's contact. "Fine. Your dad and I just came from Starbucks. Told me all I need to know about you." I joked with a mischievous smile.
He blushed lightly. Norman chuckled as he watched his son innocently sip on his drink. Turning his back from us to put the juice away. Footsteps and the sound of keys jingling came towards us.
"Hey Norm. Your son knows how to eat his cookies quickly...Who is this?" a man with blue eyes, tanned skin and brown short hair asked. His hair pointing up neatly. He seemed like the type of guy who would be a good laugh. Munching on a chocolate chip cookie and water bottle in hand. Throwing the keys onto the counter. "I thought you were dating that Glenn chick." he says as he looked me over.
"Still am." Norman answered as I placed my drink to the table. Holding my hand out for the guy to shake. "I'm Samantha. Norman's best friend when it comes to The Walking Dead. We're both going to be in it." I answered for him. He smiled while he wiped his hand clean of crumbs against his jeans.
Taking my hand gently and shook it. "She's cute. Already like you Samantha." he said with a small smirk and wink. "I'm Sean. Norman's best friend when it comes to Boondock Saints and real life." Sean said with a serious face and I laughed. Head thrown back as I noted that me and him were going to be good friends.
We parted and I continued sipping on my drink. Mingus held Eye in his arms and stroked him. Norm's eyes flickering between the three of us. My eyes locked on the little boy and cat. "Dad! Let's play some video games!" Mingus suggested out of nowhere. His eyes elated with excitement.
"No. We can't. We've got guests. They would be left out." Norman tried to reason and I just raised an eyebrow at him. "Excuse me?" I questioned him and stood closer to him. "I play video games too you know. Could beat you quicker than you can count boy." I told him with a small smile. "And I'm not kidding." I say with a little tilt to my head. He smirked.
"Oh really?" he suggested a little hyperbolic. "Yes." I answered and my eyes landed on his son. "What game were you thinking of kiddo?" I asked him. He told me and I just smiled. "I'm game. You Sean?" I asked the man who was watching me with a smile. Both older men were impressed.
"Yeah. Let's go!" he said as he clapped his hand. Throwing away the cookie wrapper in the bin and taking a gulp of his water. We headed towards the gaming room and I sat down with them. A couch was placed in the middle of the room. Along with a table in front of it. Huge flat screen tv and gaming console underneath.
Mignus set it up while I did a little warm up. Moving my whole body and Norman just laughed. Sean joining me in the work out. "Alright. How we going to do this?" Mingus asked us as he handed us all a controller. "Hm...A battle. First lets play in teams." Norman suggested and I nodded. Giggling as I fell to the couch. Everyone joining me.
"Who is going to be paired with who?" Sean asked and I just raised my arms up above my head, stretching with the controller in my hands. "I don't mind." I tell them and Mingus smiled at me. A plan hidden in his eyes. "I'll work with Sam first. Dad and Sean will be a team." he tells us and I giggled. "Sure thing kid." I tell him and we all agreed.
Hopping into the game and we began. Both of us trying to kill each other in the teams. Me and Mingus trying to find Norman and Sean. While they tried to find us. I found Norman and killed him. I was sat between Norman and Mingus. High fiving Mingus when I killed his dad. Now we were off to search for Sean.
We would laugh as Sean was just saying he was going to kill us. That we were going to pay for killing his brother. All while imitating an Irish accent. "Yer gonna pay! You'll reap it! Gonna blow yer flippin heads off! Ya killed ma bruther!" he shouted at us jokingly.
I giggled. Mingus was just laughing his head off. In the game we were side by side, walking towards a wandering Sean. "Oh! I know where he is!" Mingus nudged me and I giggled. Mingus was flat out laughing. Norman chuckling as he watched us. When we found Sean he screamed, turning around and ran off.
"You'll never catch me alive!" he screamed as we chased after him. Still keeping his Irish accent. The three of us laughing as he tried his hardest to run away from us. Mingus got him and I high fived him. Winning the match. We did it again. Three rounds to try and win. The one who got 2 wins were crowned champions in that team.
Mingus and I won two rounds. The one did Norman and Sean did win they laughed and joked. Standing up and cheering. Doing a chest bump. Me and Mingus just laughed at the pair. Looking at each other with smug smirks. "We still won though." I tell him and he nodded. Agreeing. "We're too good for them." he told me smugly.
Both of us laughing. Then we were in different pairs. I was with Sean, Norman with Mingus. Norman had his pay back, killing me as Mingus killed Sean. Sean going down with a fight. Second round we won, getting up and cheering. Sean and I doing a messy handshake where neither of us knew what to do. "Yeah!" Sean said at the end of it.
"And shepherds we shall be, for Thee, my Lord, for Thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand." Norman began to say. Final round and he was chasing after Sean. Sean running away. "No! Ya bastard!" Sean screamed as they both imitated Irish accents. I giggled as I searched for Mingus.
"That our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be." Norman said still in his Irish accent. Laughing as he said it. Still chasing Sean. Sean running as fast as he could. "Nooo!" he cried out as he tried to shoot behind him. "I'm outta ammo! Shit!" he cursed with his Irish accent. Norman just laughing. Preparing his shot.
"In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti." Norman finished as I giggled sadly while I witnessed this. "Noooo!" Sean cried out as Norman shot at him. Killing him. It was just me now. I turned a corner and found Mingus there. Waiting for me. He shot and I died. "No!" I squealed as it ended. Norman and Mingus winning.
I quickly reached around me, ticking Mingus as he squirmed under my fingers. Laughing and trying to get me to stop. "You traitor!" I giggled at him wriggling around. "Stop!" he begged and I just continued. Making him pay for what he did.
Suddenly I felt fingers at my sides. Doing exactly the same thing to me as I was to his son. Norman was above me, biting his bottom lip concentrating on tickling me. "Stop tickling my son sore loser!" he laughed out as he watched me laugh and squirm. Sean and Mingus laughing at the both of us. Norman chuckling throatily. His face concentrating but playful.
"Stop!" I begged. I looked to my side at Sean who leaned back watching us while laughing. "Help me!" I demanded and he just raised his hands. "No way girl. You were asking for it." he joked and I just kept laughing. My legs kicking as I was losing breath from all the laughing. Trying to slap his hands off me.
He stopped and moved away from me. Bright smile on his face as I sat up. Frowning at him. "That wasn't nice." I tell him with a pout on my face. He just chuckled. "Neither was what you were doing to my son." he told me with a smile plastered on his face. Never leaving it.
"I like Sam more than Glenn. Why don't you date her instead Dad?" Mingus asked Norman as though I wasn't even in the room. "I-" Norman began but I cut him off.
"Mingus. I'm glad you like me kid but...Who your dad dates is up to him. We're friends and that's it. No need to make it weird and awkward. I'm sure Glenn's a sweet and amazing girl. Beautiful when I saw her, I can't say anything bad about her since I don't know her. I'll stand up for her, even if I don't know her because she doesn't need to be compared to me." I tell him and I could see respect in Mingus' eyes.
The ambiance of respect was thick. From both him, his dad and Sean. After a few minutes silence I got up and fixed my clothes a little. "Anyway...I'm going to make us dinner. What would you guys like that I could possibly make in the kitchen?" I asked them.
"Hmmm...Have a look in the fridge and cupboards. We're not really fussed." Sean told me and I nodded. "No one's allergic to anything are they?" I asked stopping in my tracks towards the door. "Nope." Mingus said popping the 'p'. Heading out and going to the kitchen.
Deciding to go simple as I looked in the fridge and rummaged around in the cupboards. Choosing to make my version of Spaghetti Pollo. Using chicken, some herbs, spaghetti and some chopped pieces of bacon. Making an orange like sauce with ketchup, cream and some herbs.
The boys decided to help set the table, while I cooked the meal. When it was done, Norman helped me by passing me plates. Filling them and Sean placed them on the table. Mingus grabbing the Parmesan cheese that was in a bag. Already grated.
We sat to eat and everyone enjoyed it. Complementing, moaning or groaning and all but licking their plates clean. "That was delicious Sam." Sean told me with a nod of appreciation. "Yeah. Thanks Sam, probably the best meal I've had in a while." Norman tells me and I giggled softly.
"Thank you Sam. Could you make that again sometime?" Mingus asked me after chugging down his glass of water. "Sure thing kid." I tell him with a bright smile. I went to go pick up my plate. Norman's hand grabbed my wrist to stop me. "Let us handle it." he tells me and I shook my head no.
"I'll wash the dishes. It's unprofessional if I don't." I insisted and he shook his head no. "Let me and the boys do it." he demands now and I just shook my head again. "No Norm. I'm going to do it and you're not stopping me." I tell him and he sighed. Never letting go of my wrist.
"Let us do it Sammy." Mingus said in a slight begging tone I frowned. "Look. How about we do it as a team? All of us?" I suggest and they all raised an eyebrow at me. "I was the dishes, Norman can dry them up, Sean can pass the dishes and clear the table. You, Mingus can put them away?" I suggested giving them a role. They all nod.
We stood up and got to work. Sean clearing the table, then feeding the pets and I just washed the dishes. All of us doing our role until it was done and I finished with cleaning the counter-top, drying it. Now it was spotless. Suddenly, I felt my phone buzz in my pockets. Pulling it out, I saw I had a message from Tom.
You home yet?
I shook my head. "Who is it?" Norm asked drying the last plate and looking at me curiously. "A friend." I tell him and he nodded. Continuing with his drying and turning his back to me. Suddenly the phone rang and the song 'perfect two' rang out. Making me sigh and shut my eyes. "I need to take this." I tell the three boys. They were all looking at me suspiciously.
Walking off to the corridor. The song bouncing off the walls. He chose that song as his personal ring tone. Not that I suggested it. He just did it without my consent and I decided not to fight against him.
Answering him. "Where are you?" he asked me and I sighed. "Hello to you too Tom-cat." I say slightly sarcastic but playful to him and he sighed. "Sorry. Hey Sam-ant. How are you?" he started again. "Fine. I'm at a friends house. I'll be heading home in a few minutes. Why?" I asked him.
"I've already took Nibbles out and fed him. It's getting late Sammy. I hope you've taken your car...Oh wait. You haven't." he said slightly angered and sarcastic. "I'm walking. Thought it would be good to stretch my legs you know?" I tried to reason with him but he was stubborn and pig headed at times.
"It's getting dark Sam. What time are you planning on getting home?! Plus who the hell are you friends with here?" he asked I was about to answer but he spoke before I could. "Oh my god. Don't tell me you're with that guy you told me about?!" he asked angered.
"I am. Don't worry about what time I get home. I'm a big girl I can handle myself Tom. Don't need people breathing down my throat right now and telling me who I can't be friends with Thomas." I spat frustrated at his attitude. He sighed and I could hear him rubbing at his temple.
"I'm sorry Sam. I'm just...Gah...I'm worried about you. You know?" he asks me sadly and I sighed. We both were just as frustrated. Some more than others but we were still in the wrong on this. "I know and I appreciate it. It's just...I'll be fine ok?" I tell him and he sighs. "I'm holding you to that Sammy." he tells me and I nod.
"Alright." I say after I remembered he couldn't see me through the phone. "See you soon." he says and I smiled. "Yeah." I said and could hear him sigh again. "Be careful." he tells me softly and I pursed my lips. "You too." I answered my voice calm and soft.
"Love you Sam-ant." he says with care and I felt his emotions. "I love you too Tom-cat." I replied and we hung up. Walking back I saw Norman there with the rest of them. Waiting for me. "Who was that?" Sean asked me slightly suspicious. "A friend." I tell him and all three of them nodded. Not looking me in the eyes.
"He wanted to know when I would be home. Worried about it getting dark." I tell them and they nod. Norman's eyebrows raised. Damn. He probably noted that it was a guy. Shoving my hands into my pockets, I looked at the three of them, feeling uncomfortable as I was practically cornered.
"It really is getting dark. I better go." I tell them and Norman just nodded. Mingus looked at me confused. "Are you driving or walking?" Mingus asked me curious and I shook my head at the first. "Walking." I tell him and he frowned.
"Norman will walk you home. Keep you company. No girl should walk home alone. Especially not at this time." Sean tells me sadly. Looking at Norman expectantly all three of us. He raised his eyebrows and his eyes met with mine. "Yeah dad. You should walk her home." Mingus told him looking at his father as though he was demanding it.
Norman sighed. "If it's alright by Sam, then it's alright by me." he said cocking his head a little to the side. Waiting on my response. "Yeah. It would be great if you walked me home. Just in case." I tell them and my eyes never moved from Norman's.
I grabbed my stuff and walked towards the door. Norman pulling on a hoody. Zipping it up before grabbing his keys and opened the door for us. Locking it behind us was Sean as both he and Mingus said their goodbyes to me. Mingus giving me a hug as did Sean. Watching us as we walked off.
Norman slipping his hands into his hoody pockets. Walking side by side. "So...He huh?" he asks me and I frowned slightly. "Yeah. He's ah...My best friend." I say. "You chose that song for his ring tone? If yeah then well...You two seem really...Close." he said struggling to say the words. I shut my eyes for a second.
"Yeah he uh...chose the song. I didn't have the energy or heart to tell him no." I tell Norman this was way too much to talk about Tom. "So is he ah...a friend with benefits?" he asks me not looking at me as my head whipped to look at him. Eyes wide. "No. He. I. I don't want to talk about him or our relationship." I tell him and Norman just looked at me sadly.
We walked in silence for a while. "Today was ah...fun." Norman tells me clearly slightly uncomfortable about what we were just talking about. "Yeah it was. The beginning of it though was...Slightly hard for me to handle." I tell him and he nods. "I know. At least you know now." he suggested and I nod.
"Your son is amazing. A lot of fun and really sweet." I tell him and he smiles. "Yeah. I know. Sometimes I feel like I'm not good enough of a dad." he tells me and I shook my head no. "You're amazing at being a father. Seriously. The love in your eyes when you talk about him, or even when you simply are with him. It's there. Everyone sees it. If he can then...there's no way he will deny that you are the best dad he could have." I tell him.
"Better than my dad. That's for sure." I tell him and he frowned. Our eyes bore into each other. "I'm sorry about him." he tells me sadly. "Ah...he's a prick." I tell him and he chuckled sadly. "Sean's cool as well." I say out of trying to make light conversation.
"Yeah. He's a cool guy. My best friend really. Other than you." he tells me with a smile. I giggled. "Well...glad I could be a part of the incredible duo." I tell him with a small smirk. "Guess we're now the three musketeers." he joked and I giggled. Shoving him lightly with my side. He returned the gesture, chuckling.
"You trying to say I'm a guy?" I asked him with my mouth hanging open and he just chuckled cutely. Making me smile. We continued making light conversation, laughing and joking like we normally did. Stopping outside my apartment steps, I looked up and turned to face Norman.
"This is it." I tell him and he smiled at me. It was a tight lipped one. His eyes gleamed with a genuine though. I smiled back at him, showing my top teeth and timidly moved my eyes to looks somewhere else a little. Tucking my face down a little like in a bow and looked at him under my lashes.
"I'll see you soon. Won't I?" he asks me. I contorted my face into one of thought. Placing my finger on my chin, squinting as I looked up and raised an eyebrow, puckering my lips a little and he chuckled. Looking at the floor then back up at me with a bright smile. "Of course silly." I giggled out and he laughed.
"Then...I'll see you soon." Norm tells me and I nod. "Bye Norm." I tell him saying my goodbye. "Bye Sammy." he says with a smile. Stepping closer to him and wrapping my arms around his neck. Resting my chin on his shoulder. He slid his arms around my waist. Pulling me close and I could feel him clasp his hands together.
We stood like that for what felt like forever. In our own little world. A bubble. Eventually we pulled away, our faces looking to each other as our noses touched. Slowly pulling away from each other and our eyes made contact. Holding us there. As we moved away. Our eyes flickered from our eyes to our lips and back to our eyes. Ducking my head a little, I pulled a loose strand behind my ear and shivered.
Wrapping my arms around my chest. "I better go." I tell him as he shoved his hands into his hoody pockets. Nodding as he turned his body a little as I skipped up the steps. Turning to look at him and he stood there smiling up at me. Kind, soft and genuine was his smile.
I waved to him timidly and he pulled one hand out. Waving back and I turned to open the door. Our eyes connected as I stepped in and closed the door slowly. Striding up to my apartment, I got in and headed towards my room. Nibbles jumping up and nipping at my hand.
"Hello boy." I say to him as I stroked him. Took him out for a walk. I then spent the night with him and curled on the couch. Watching movies until I felt my eyes droop. Heading to bed, I got changed and let him sleep on the bed with me. Hugging him to me as I slept...
The next day I spent it at home mostly. Went shopping but then came back home. Tom had work, so I decided to phone him and he came over for dinner. We ate, catched up and watched a movie together. He had to go home early as he had work the next day again. When he left I decided to take Nibbles on a long walk. To get some fresh air and explore a little.
I felt my phone buzz as it was in my jean pocket. I pulled it out, all while still walking with Nibbles. My hand firmer on his leash. Nibbles loved me a lot and wouldn't leave me on purpose. He just has a lot of energy and would actually just rush off without even knowing it. I was curious as I read the text.
Hey. Me and Sean are wondering if you wanna go out for the night? :)
Quickly I answered back.
What about Mingus? O.o
When I sent it, not a minute passed when my phone began to ring. "Hello?" I answered into the phone. "Hey. How are you?" he asked me and I rolled my eyes. Norman.
"I'm fine. You?" I answered him and I swear I could hear him smiling. "Hey sweetie!" I could hear Sean call in the background. "Shut it Sean!" Norman spat at Sean halfheartedly. "We were wondering if you wanted to go out with us tonight." he tells me and I giggle.
"I wouldn't mind. Except what about Mingus?" I asked them and heard Sean chuckle. "He's with Helena tonight and tomorrow until after around about 5pm." Norman tells me.
"Alright. What did you have in mind?" I asked them softly. "We were thinking about going to the club. Do some dancing. Drinking." Sean says for him and Norman just mumbles a small 'yeah'. I deliberated. "I'd love to but right now I'm walking Nibbles." I tell them. "Nibbles?!" Sean questioned as though I had two heads.
"Her dog." Norman fills him in and I smiled. He remembered. I looked down at Nibbles who looked up at me. Tongue dangling from his mouth and giggled. We kept walking and were nearing the house. "What time then?" I asked him and Norman ermmed and ahhed.
"How about you come over at 9?" he asks me and I thought about it. Pondering. Gave me two hours to get ready. "Sure." I say as we walked up the steps to my home. "See you soon babe!" Sean says in a gay voice. Making me giggle and Norman chuckle. "See ya Sammy." Norman said as we said our goodbyes and hung up.
I got inside and prepared Nibbles' night snack before having a shower. Slipping into a black textured lace short dress (A/N: see it in Quiz). The back was lace, the texture soft of the rest of it. The sides were like a slightly ripped design as you could see the lace and my skin. I put my hair into a bun, putting on some thin skin colored tights and cute black heels.
Putting on some makeup but not a lot and headed out. Placing Nibbles' food on the floor and petting him goodbye for the night. Stepping out and walking off to Norman's apartment. When I got there, I knocked on his door and smiled. Sean opened the door for me.
He looked me up and down. Wolf whistling low. "Well...Norm! Fetch some water I think I've become dehydrated!" he joked and I giggled. "It's way to hot in here right now!" Sean said with a wink and I just shook my head at him smiling. He stepped aside and motioned for me to come in. Norman went to go grab some water for himself. Pouring it in and when his eyes met me, he just stared.
The water began pouring at the edges and I rushed to him. "Shit!" he cursed as he realized what was happening when he finally heard it drip to the floor. I helped him, grabbing some kitchen towels and dabbing at it. Both of us trying to clean it away. Our bodies close and brushing against each other as we did this.
When we finished, I slowly lifted my eyes to look at him he was staring down at me. Eyes slightly smoldered. His ice blues cold. "Hi." he gulped. "Hey." I smiled at him softly, watching him from under my lashes. "So shall we get going?" Sean asked us pulling us away from our trances.
Stepping away and we walked towards the door. Getting out and we got into what was Sean's rental car. Driving to the club and stood in line. We talked about what we did today. Club music blaring through the walls and windows. Eventually we got in and headed straight to the bar. Deciding to take a shot first. We did laughing after we took it. I shivered and jumped at the sensation.
They just laughed and that was when I heard a song blast through the speakers. 'Sugar' by Flo Rida and Wynter Gordon. Giggling I pulled on the boys' arms. "Let's dance. Please?!" I begged over the music and they chuckled. Getting up off their stools and I danced my way to the floor. We danced freely, keeping it clean and laughing as we would dance silly at times.
Singing along with the song as I danced with the boys. Norman would give glances to Sean. Raising an eyebrow at each other. Especially when I would sing the girl parts. Norman's face flushing lightly at times. Possibly the affect of the shot. As a joke, it eventually got dirty as I was wedged between the boys. Moving my hips as seductively as I could muster. Keeping it at a clean rating. No grinding.
We headed back to the bar, ordering a drink of what we wanted and I would sing along with the song. Eventually another song came on that I liked. Placing my drink on the counter, I looked to them both. "Anyone want to dance with me?" I asked as the song 'I know you want me' from Pitbull came on.
"I'll pass on this one." Norman said as he waved his hand in a 'no' motion. Shouting over the song. "Fine! Guess it's you and me pip squeak!" Sean said as he got up and we headed over to the dance floor again. The alcohol was really getting to my head. We danced, laughing as we danced cleanly.
Eventually for a joke and laughed we danced in rhythm, seductively at each other. Swaying out hips, my arms locked around his neck and his hands resting on my hips. Laughing and singing the song. Sean knew Spanish also, not a lot but enough. When it was done, he placed his arm over my shoulder as we headed to where Norman was.
"Hey. Have fun dancing?" Norman asked me and I giggled. "Yeah. Have fun sitting here alone?" I joked and he just smirked. "Not as much but it was alright. Here with a good drink of Jack." he tells me and I drank my drink. Gulping it down. I was dancing on the spot, the boys watching me and would laugh every now and then. Singing softly to songs that would come on.
Then Akon's 'Beautiful' came on. Taking a sip of Norman's glass of Jack I pulled him by his hand. "Norm please dance with me. Please!" I begged and gave him the best pout I could muster. He sighed. "Alright." he says as we walked to the dance floor and danced. His hands were on my hips as we swayed our hips. My arms locked around his neck. Except we were closer.
A small gap between us as I stared into his eyes and danced. Singing along. Some lyrics Norman knew so he would sing as well. "You ah...look beautiful tonight." he says with a small smile. "Thank you Norman. You look handsome too." I tell him timidly. A small blush appearing on my face and chest. Norman chuckled.
I wasn't lying about him looking handsome. He was wearing a grey button up that was unbuttoned at the top also it was untucked, a black tie that hung around his neck. It was a smart casual. Jeans and some black shoes. He cleaned up well. His hair a neat dissaray.
Our eyes never broke contact all the way through the song. He made me smile every now and then. Without knowing, by the end of the song our faces were inches apart. Noses lightly brushing against each others.
The gap between our bodies no longer existing as we were flush against each other. When we realized our position we pulled away and walked towards the bar. "Thanks for the dance Norms." I tell him with a small smile. He nodded, tight lipped smile and hands in his pockets.
We continued taking shots, throwing jokes and just having fun. "I'm going to the toilet." I tell the boys and they nod. Heading towards the toilet, I did my business and when I got out I was stopped by two big men. One behind me and the other in front of me. Pushing their bodies against me. Squishing me between them.
"Hey!" I said and then felt two pairs of hands on my ass and the other on my breasts. "Get your fucking hands off me assholes!" I spat and then I heard chuckles. Dark ones from both men. "We saw you dancin with those two. Clearly ya like threesomes. How 'bout havin one with us sweet cheeks?" one man asked me. His mouth against my ear as he licked it.
"Ew!" I spat as I pushed against them. My strength failing me as these two were built like tanks. "Get the fuck away from me! They are my friends! We're just having fun! Now get the fuck off me!" I shouted at them above the music. They just burst into a string of laughter. One hand started sliding up my leg. Tracing over my inner thigh.
"Keep your hands to yourself bastard!" I screamed pushing his hand off me. Squirming from them. "She's got a dirty mouth hasn't she?" one asked his friend. The other chuckling as he started attacking my neck with wet sloppy kisses. Vile. "Get off of me! I'll kill you fuckers!" I screamed at the as I pushed and shoved as hard as I could.
"Maybe we should fill it with something this slut likes?" the other sneered out and I felt my body shiver in disgust. Just when I was about to cry out, I felt one's pressure disappear. When I looked to the one that was gone, I saw Norman had him pressed against the wall. Hands balled into fists, holding onto the guy's shirt.
Sean was glaring at the other. The guy stepped back and laughed. "What you going to do little man?" he asks and that was when Sean just quickly punched the guy in the face. The man's nose cracked and blood seeped from his hand that clutched at it.
"Touch her again and I'll fucking break your limbs off!" Norman spat at the guy he held. "Norms!" Sean shouted out at him. The man who was bleeding scurried off and wasn't to be found. I was in a state of shock. I didn't know what to do. What to say.
All I knew is I was on the border of boiling hot because or Norman being protective of me. The other sensation I had was disgust mixed with fear because of what the men did and the possibility of what would of happened if they weren't stopped.
Sean pulled Norman off of the guy and Norman turned to me. Wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to a hug. We began to walk away, one arm of Norman's loosely hung on my shoulders. "Are you alright Sam?" he asked me softly, caring and kind. "No, Norm. I am now though." I tell him as I sighed. Leaning into his side.
We left and headed towards Sean's car. Getting in and Norm sat at the back with me. Keeping me company as he hugged me. Silent tears streamed from my eyes but I wiped them. Sucking up and reminding myself that they saved me from what was possible. When we got to my apartment, I got out and Norman got out with me.
"Thank you for tonight Norman." I tell him sadly and he sighed. Running a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry about those assholes that tried to hurt you." he said sadly as though he regretted something. "Thank you for saving me Norman. If it weren't for you and Sean...I could of..." I chocked and Norman looked up at me.
Tears began streaming down my face. He pulled me into a tight hug. I clutched him close to me. When we pulled away, Norm cupped my face and wiped at the tears with his thumbs. "It was fun though." I giggled at him and he just chuckled. "Glad you had fun." he tells me with a soft smile. His blue eyes glimmered with care and some sort of...love?
"I'll see you again soon?" I asked him and he nods. "Yeah. Of course." he said with a tight lipped smile. He pulled away from me and I was about to turn and leave. I then heard a horn honk. Giggling I looked to Sean. Waving and then saw Norman stood there again. Waiting. Rushing down the stairs, I stood in front of Norman and gave him a soft peck on the cheek.
Pulling away and our eyes connected. He was stunned but smiled. I blushed lightly as I smiled in return. Heading up the steps and opening the door. Closing it behind me and leaned against it. Rushing up the steps to my home, I got in and looked out the window. Opening it slightly. Norman was still stood there. Smiling hazily.
Then there was a horn honked. Sean slid his window down and popped his head out. "Hey Romeo! Get in the car! Let's go!" Sean shouted at Norman and Norman shook his head. Pulling himself out of whatever trance he was in. I giggled and when they finally pulled away, driving off, I closed my window and said hello to Nibbles. Heading to bed and falling asleep...
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Rolling in my bed, I moaned and groaned as I rubbed at my eyes. I've put my phone on silent. Great. Touching the top of my bedside table. My hand landed on my phone, I picked it up and noticed the time. It was already 1 in the afternoon!
Then I noticed who was phoning. Shit! I cleared my throat. "Hello?" I answered sleep evident in my voice. "Morning." Sean chuckled. "Hey Sam. We didn't wake you did we?" Norman asked concerned. "Yeah. You did." I answered. Not sure if I sounded thankful or saddened.
"Oh. Sorry." Norman said sadly. "Do you want me to phone another time?" he asked me and I sighed. Groaning and stretching I thought about it. Sitting up and stroked a sleepy Nibbles next to me. "No. It's fine." I tell him and he cleared his throat. Getting up, I wandered over to my kitchen and made myself some breakfast.
"So...What's up?" I ask them as I was making myself my food. Pouring some food for Nibbles. "We were wondering how you were." Sean shouted. It sounded like Norman was walking away from him. I then heard a door slam shut. "Hey. Yeah it's true. How are you?" Norman asked his voice concerned and sincere.
"I'm fine. You?" I replied with a question. "Fine. Glad that you're alright since what happened the other day." Norman said as I sighed. "I'm fine. Thank you Norms." I tell him and he sighed in return. "Look, we've called to ask if you wanted to spend the day with us." he asked and I smiled. "Sure. What's the plan?" I asked him and he chuckled.
"We were thinking about going to Coney Island fun fair." he tells me and I giggled. "Never been." I tell him and he was silent. "How long have you been here?" he asks me and I hid away a little. Filling my cup with hot water and finishing doing my food. Going to the couch to be with Nibbles. To eat.
"I've been here for two years now." I tell him and he gasped. "Really?" he questioned and I swear I could hear his eyebrows raise. Eyes wide. Mouth hanging open. "Really." I tell him and we were silent for a moment. "What else were you guys planning?" I ask him and he ermed.
"We were thinking of eating somewhere, you, me, Sean and Mingus. Then come back to mine and watch movies all night." he tells me and I paused. "Norm. I have Nibbles to look after." I tell him and he sighed. "Alright, bring him with you. I've been wanting to meet your dog." he tells me and I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Are you sure you're going to want the possibility of a dog pissing and shitting everywhere?" I questioned and he chuckled. "Sam. I'm sure all of us would be thrilled to have him if it meant you were with us all day." he tells me and I sigh. "Alright. But if he shits and pisses, don't say I didn't warn you." I tell him and he chuckled.
"So you'll be there?" he asked me stunned. "Yeah. I will." I tell him and he laughed. "Great. See you...Erm...Around about 5?" he asks me and I giggled. "Sure thing." I tell him and we said our goodbyes. I got stuff ready to take over there. Like food for Nibbles and got my outfit ready.
Having a shower, drying my hair and putting on some makeup. I got changed into some black tight jeans, a purple low cut scoop-neck top, a leather jacket, black flat boots and my Ray Bans. By the time I was done, it was already 4:30pm so I decided to walk there with Nibbles. Bags in hand. One my own handbag and the other carrying stuff for Nibbles.
When we got there, I knocked and Nibbles just looked up at me happily. I was surprised to see Mingus' smiling face open the door for me. "Sammy!" he called as he ushered for me to come in. "Who's that?" he asked me as he looked down at an excited Nibbles.
"That's Nibbles. He's my dog. Rescued him and well...now he's mine." I tell him and he smiled. Crouching to stroke Nibbles who just licked his hands. Then eventually Mingus' face was attacked by my over energized dog. Mingus giggling cutely.
"So this is the dog you are looking after 24/7" Norman said as he walked towards us. Crouching with his son to stroke Nibbles who just went mental with happiness. This dog just loved attention. "He's cute." Norman tells me and I giggled. "He is. Just way too...crazy. He loves attention." I tell them and they laughed. Norman scratching Nibbles behind his ears.
Chuckling at the dog who just kicked his leg. The way dogs would when they are really enjoying something. Especially when you stroked them. "Cute pup." Sean said as threw back what looked to be a piece of gum. "Alright. When should we get going?" I ask them and they laughed. "What's the rush?" Norman asked me and I sighed.
"True, but I'm just worried...if we don't get here quick enough Nibbles might have tried to mark his 'territory'" I said with quotation marks.