"Chris.. I need to tell you something.."She decided to finally tell him what was wrong.
"What is it babe?"
"I don't know if it was all a dream or what..but.. I guess you were hitting on me, and I was falling for you, and.. my Dad hates you..and probably does now..and then I saved you from getting hurt then you told me you loved me and we were in the hotel and we were about to have sex, and then... then... my alarm clock went off and I woke up in my room at home.."She sighed,"I'm so confused."
"So you had a sex dream about me?" he asked and Lizzie could practically hear him smirking.
"I don't know if you'd call it that but.. yeah I guess,"She said, stretching out on her bed, rolling onto her stomache.
"So what was bad about it?" he asked.
"I don't remember what my real world is like.."She whispered, sounding like she was about to cry.
"Don't cry Liz. It's going to be all right. You're in the real world trust me. I wish it was the dream world, then we'd be having sex right about now," Chris said.
Lizzie couldn't help but giggle a little,"Ok, this is going to sound blonde on my part but..how did you get my number and what is your relationship with me?..ok that was really gay sounding of me.. I can't remember what my real world is like.."
He laughed a bit,"You gave me the number and relationship.. well, it's not defined yet. Don't worry sweet thing. Everythin will be okay."
"I hope you're right. I'm lucky I remember my parents,"She sighed.
"So how is dear old daddy?" he asked.
"Grumpy."
"Oh really? What's wrong with the Deadman?"
"I don't know,"She said to him,"He just is."
"Well, I guess that isnt unusual."
"You know for some reason, I miss you,"Lizzie whispered locking her door, shutting the shades, and laying back on her bed.
"I miss you too Liz," he said.
"Why do you have to be so darn cute?"She asked in another whisper.
"I was born like this. Some of us are lucky and are naturally cute," he replied.
"What is it babe?"
"I don't know if it was all a dream or what..but.. I guess you were hitting on me, and I was falling for you, and.. my Dad hates you..and probably does now..and then I saved you from getting hurt then you told me you loved me and we were in the hotel and we were about to have sex, and then... then... my alarm clock went off and I woke up in my room at home.."She sighed,"I'm so confused."
"So you had a sex dream about me?" he asked and Lizzie could practically hear him smirking.
"I don't know if you'd call it that but.. yeah I guess,"She said, stretching out on her bed, rolling onto her stomache.
"So what was bad about it?" he asked.
"I don't remember what my real world is like.."She whispered, sounding like she was about to cry.
"Don't cry Liz. It's going to be all right. You're in the real world trust me. I wish it was the dream world, then we'd be having sex right about now," Chris said.
Lizzie couldn't help but giggle a little,"Ok, this is going to sound blonde on my part but..how did you get my number and what is your relationship with me?..ok that was really gay sounding of me.. I can't remember what my real world is like.."
He laughed a bit,"You gave me the number and relationship.. well, it's not defined yet. Don't worry sweet thing. Everythin will be okay."
"I hope you're right. I'm lucky I remember my parents,"She sighed.
"So how is dear old daddy?" he asked.
"Grumpy."
"Oh really? What's wrong with the Deadman?"
"I don't know,"She said to him,"He just is."
"Well, I guess that isnt unusual."
"You know for some reason, I miss you,"Lizzie whispered locking her door, shutting the shades, and laying back on her bed.
"I miss you too Liz," he said.
"Why do you have to be so darn cute?"She asked in another whisper.
"I was born like this. Some of us are lucky and are naturally cute," he replied.
