Disclaimer: I don't own Boy Meets World, I only wish I did.
Note: Please review for me! Thanks. Also, in chapter one, I'm sorry that Shawn's a little OOC (thanks for your review though), and the poem got really screwed up when I put it on the web site. Also please keep in mind that this is my first fan fiction story, and its not that good but I'm trying to get better. Oh yeah, and I think Chubby moved to Iowa or somewhere around there, but its my story ( and I bent the facts a little bit.
Chapter 2 Chubbies?!
Oh my head, thought Shawn as he woke up the next morning. He then opened his eyes and his next immediate thought was where the hell am I? He was apparently sleeping on the couch in an apartment he had never seen before. He was surprised to see it was even smaller than his. He tried to remember what he had done the previous night and all he could come up with was a bar and a lot of booze. Just then he saw a woman walking out of the bathroom dressed in a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her head apparently drying her hair
"About time you woke up, you've been out for like fourteen hours," said the woman.
Shawn stared at her," Um. sorry. but I have no idea who you are."
The woman walked toward the couch," I didn't think you would," she smiled at him, "I ran into you at a coffee shop last night and I just couldn't let you pass out at a random place by yourself. I tried to get you back to your place, but you passed out in the cab before I found out where that was, so I brought you to mine."
Shawn was still just stunned. Finally he stammered," Your haven't be in New York very long, have you?"
The girl laughed, "Why no, actually, I just moved here from Kansas about two months ago. Anyway Shawn, since you clearly don't remember too much about last night, I'm Aria, but you can call me Ari. And since your definitely going to have a class-A hangover, I brought you these." She pointed to a bottle of extra strength Tylenol and some water lying on the desk by the couch; "also my bathroom is in there if you need it."
This has got to be a dream, Shawn thought closing his eyes again, there is no way a woman I don't even know would have just brought me to her apartment when I was that drunk. I must have been a jerk to her last night.
"What did I do last night?" he asked cautiously.
"Well I don't know what you did before I saw you in the coffee shop, except have a lot to drink, but once you got in there I started talking to you. You kept saying something about you and your girlfriend breaking up, that she was in Europe with someone else, and has been gone for a year."
"Oh.yeah," Shawn answered slowly.
"Um.Shawn, I really don't feel comfortable standing here in my bathrobe, so I'm gonna go get dressed. I'll be out in a sec. Help yourself to some food in the kitchen."
"Whoa," Shawn thought out-loud, "this is.strange." Aria, he thought, that's a great name. I can't believe she let a complete stranger sleep in her apartment, I mean what if I was a criminal or something? She's a little on the naive side. Oh well seems nice.
He flicked on the TV hearing" Hello, this is Eric Matthews with your weather," when she came out of her room wearing jeans and a small T-shirt. She had no make-up on and her hair was not brushed and still wet, but while Shawn looked at her for what seemed like the first time, he noticed she was extremely beautiful.
"So," she said while sitting down on the coach next to him, "what else happened that made you want to get that drunk? " "Well I told you about Angela, right?" she nodded," well that's it."
"Come on," she said with a sly face," you don't honestly think I'm going to believe that do you?"
Shawn then looked into her deep green eyes, which held such a truthful look about them, he felt as though he had to tell her, " I guess I was just thinking about all the times she had been there for me."
"Like when?"
"Well, like when my," he looked away from her," when my dad died, the way both of our mothers took off when we were younger, and you know first loves are hard to get over, don't you?"
"Yeah, that's a lesson I wouldn't like to go through again," she looked into his gorgeous blue eyes," but we get help from our friends, and we eventually get over it and move on. Do you have any friends in New York?"
He smiled thinking about Cory, Topanga, and even Eric," Yeah, the best. How about you? You haven't said anything about yourself. All we've talked about are my pathetic problems."
"Your problems aren't pathetic Shawn," Aria said in a more stern voice than she had used the whole time he had talked with her," Dealing with a parent's death has to be hard," then she added softly," Were you close?"
Shawn chuckled," Hardly. You remember I said my mom took off? Well he went to go find her, and I lived with my English teacher for about a year and we were never close before that and certainly not afterwards. But I saw him die. My dad made me so mad sometimes, but I still loved him." Shawn looked away from her again.
"It's probably harder that way, I mean, not having to many memories with your parents," she looked at him again with those concerning eyes," hey, if you'll give me time to put some make-up on and dry my hair, we can go get some lunch. We'll talk some more there, okay?"
He thought it over, he didn't have anything else going on and he really wanted to find more about this girl that had been so kind to him, "Yeah, sure," he threw off the cover she had put over him last night (after she had charmed the taxi driver into helping her carry Shawn upstairs) and glanced down. He was still wearing the clothes he had on last night, and they had the sour smell of alcohol all over them. "Actually.."
She noticed what he was looking at," Oh, don't worry about clothes, I've got some."
He looked at her questioningly," No offense or anything, but I really don't think I could get into that outfit your wearing." Well, actually, I wouldn't mind, he thought glancing at her chest.
Not knowing about his thoughts she continued, "Not mine, my boyfriend's. Actually, ex-boyfriend," she added darkly," and no offense to you, but you should really take a shower cause you smell like way too much tequila." They both laughed.
"Sure, you get ready, I'll take a shower."
"Oh sorry, but the only shampoo I have is pretty girly, vanilla and cream. Oh yeah, let me get my hair dryer out of there first."
* * *
"So where do you want to eat at?" Aria asked Shawn forty-five minutes later. He had on her ex-boyfriend's clothes and she had her make-up on and her hair dried. As she stood next to him, Shawn noticed she was barely half an inch shorter than he was. He did notice how absolutely gorgeous she was though. Her eyes almost always had a sparkle in them. Don't think about her that way, what about Angela? Shawn thought, what about Angela? She dumped you remember? Aria has not flirted with me this whole time, and she is just my friend. Get a grip Hunter.
"I dunno, how about you? Any place you want to go too?"
"Well actually, there is this place I saw the other day. I don't know if you've ever heard of it. It's a burger place. It's called Chubbies."
"Chubbies! Are you kiddin' me? I've got to tell Cory!" Shawn started to jump up and down in his excitement.
Aria simply looked confused," Cory, is he one of your friends?"
"Yeah, he's the best. We used to hang out at a Chubbies all the time during high school. He was really torn up when they turned it into a pirate's place. You'd love his wife too, her name's kind of strange though, Topanga."
"I like that name, it's very original."
Shawn gave her his "are you insane" look," Yeah, okay.let's go to Chubbies. Oh you know what, I don't have any money. Do you wanna stop by my apartment so I can get some?"
"Nah, don't worry about it," she waved her hand to demonstrate this," I'll pay, you can always pay me back later."
"Oh shit, Cory," Shawn smacked himself in the head," I was suppose to go over to his place yesterday. I bet you he's called, or actually knowing Cory he's probably worried and broken down my door or something."
"Here use my cell phone, I bet Cory will want to spend time with his best friend at his favorite restaurant." She smiled and pulled a black cell phone out of her purse.
Shawn smiled at Aria thinking, how does she do that? How can she know us so well with barely meeting me? He dialed Cory's number and within two rings, Cory had answered the phone.
"Hello?" Cory's voice sounded nervous.
"Hey, Cor? Its Shawn."
"Oh Shawnie! Where were you? You were supposed to come here yesterday. And then I called your apartment and you never called back! I thought, I don't know, this is New York, that maybe you had been mugged or shot or something!"
Shawn just smiled knowing how much Cory could overreact," Cor, I'm fine. I just had some.issues yesterday," his smile immediately turning into a frown," anyway, guess what."
Cory's instant reaction to Shawn's issues was concern, but he didn't want to bring it up now, they would talk about it later answered," What?"
"Core.New York has." Shawn said with a dramatic pause knowing how Cory must know everything," New York has a.Chubbies!"
"Aaaah!! Chubbie's!" Cory replied with his reminiscing voice, "Where is it?"
Shawn covered the phone, "Aria, where is Chubbie's?"
"On 9th street, pass the Starbucks."
"Its on 9th street, pass the Starbucks," Shawn told Cory.
"Yay, yay, yah! Me and Topanga will see you there in half an hour!!! Bye Shawnie!" and with a final excited "Chubbie's!" Cory hung up the phone.
He clambered into the taxi Aria had gotten them, and they were so off to reminisce at a place Shawn had missed for years.
Note: Please review for me! Thanks. Also, in chapter one, I'm sorry that Shawn's a little OOC (thanks for your review though), and the poem got really screwed up when I put it on the web site. Also please keep in mind that this is my first fan fiction story, and its not that good but I'm trying to get better. Oh yeah, and I think Chubby moved to Iowa or somewhere around there, but its my story ( and I bent the facts a little bit.
Chapter 2 Chubbies?!
Oh my head, thought Shawn as he woke up the next morning. He then opened his eyes and his next immediate thought was where the hell am I? He was apparently sleeping on the couch in an apartment he had never seen before. He was surprised to see it was even smaller than his. He tried to remember what he had done the previous night and all he could come up with was a bar and a lot of booze. Just then he saw a woman walking out of the bathroom dressed in a bathrobe with a towel wrapped around her head apparently drying her hair
"About time you woke up, you've been out for like fourteen hours," said the woman.
Shawn stared at her," Um. sorry. but I have no idea who you are."
The woman walked toward the couch," I didn't think you would," she smiled at him, "I ran into you at a coffee shop last night and I just couldn't let you pass out at a random place by yourself. I tried to get you back to your place, but you passed out in the cab before I found out where that was, so I brought you to mine."
Shawn was still just stunned. Finally he stammered," Your haven't be in New York very long, have you?"
The girl laughed, "Why no, actually, I just moved here from Kansas about two months ago. Anyway Shawn, since you clearly don't remember too much about last night, I'm Aria, but you can call me Ari. And since your definitely going to have a class-A hangover, I brought you these." She pointed to a bottle of extra strength Tylenol and some water lying on the desk by the couch; "also my bathroom is in there if you need it."
This has got to be a dream, Shawn thought closing his eyes again, there is no way a woman I don't even know would have just brought me to her apartment when I was that drunk. I must have been a jerk to her last night.
"What did I do last night?" he asked cautiously.
"Well I don't know what you did before I saw you in the coffee shop, except have a lot to drink, but once you got in there I started talking to you. You kept saying something about you and your girlfriend breaking up, that she was in Europe with someone else, and has been gone for a year."
"Oh.yeah," Shawn answered slowly.
"Um.Shawn, I really don't feel comfortable standing here in my bathrobe, so I'm gonna go get dressed. I'll be out in a sec. Help yourself to some food in the kitchen."
"Whoa," Shawn thought out-loud, "this is.strange." Aria, he thought, that's a great name. I can't believe she let a complete stranger sleep in her apartment, I mean what if I was a criminal or something? She's a little on the naive side. Oh well seems nice.
He flicked on the TV hearing" Hello, this is Eric Matthews with your weather," when she came out of her room wearing jeans and a small T-shirt. She had no make-up on and her hair was not brushed and still wet, but while Shawn looked at her for what seemed like the first time, he noticed she was extremely beautiful.
"So," she said while sitting down on the coach next to him, "what else happened that made you want to get that drunk? " "Well I told you about Angela, right?" she nodded," well that's it."
"Come on," she said with a sly face," you don't honestly think I'm going to believe that do you?"
Shawn then looked into her deep green eyes, which held such a truthful look about them, he felt as though he had to tell her, " I guess I was just thinking about all the times she had been there for me."
"Like when?"
"Well, like when my," he looked away from her," when my dad died, the way both of our mothers took off when we were younger, and you know first loves are hard to get over, don't you?"
"Yeah, that's a lesson I wouldn't like to go through again," she looked into his gorgeous blue eyes," but we get help from our friends, and we eventually get over it and move on. Do you have any friends in New York?"
He smiled thinking about Cory, Topanga, and even Eric," Yeah, the best. How about you? You haven't said anything about yourself. All we've talked about are my pathetic problems."
"Your problems aren't pathetic Shawn," Aria said in a more stern voice than she had used the whole time he had talked with her," Dealing with a parent's death has to be hard," then she added softly," Were you close?"
Shawn chuckled," Hardly. You remember I said my mom took off? Well he went to go find her, and I lived with my English teacher for about a year and we were never close before that and certainly not afterwards. But I saw him die. My dad made me so mad sometimes, but I still loved him." Shawn looked away from her again.
"It's probably harder that way, I mean, not having to many memories with your parents," she looked at him again with those concerning eyes," hey, if you'll give me time to put some make-up on and dry my hair, we can go get some lunch. We'll talk some more there, okay?"
He thought it over, he didn't have anything else going on and he really wanted to find more about this girl that had been so kind to him, "Yeah, sure," he threw off the cover she had put over him last night (after she had charmed the taxi driver into helping her carry Shawn upstairs) and glanced down. He was still wearing the clothes he had on last night, and they had the sour smell of alcohol all over them. "Actually.."
She noticed what he was looking at," Oh, don't worry about clothes, I've got some."
He looked at her questioningly," No offense or anything, but I really don't think I could get into that outfit your wearing." Well, actually, I wouldn't mind, he thought glancing at her chest.
Not knowing about his thoughts she continued, "Not mine, my boyfriend's. Actually, ex-boyfriend," she added darkly," and no offense to you, but you should really take a shower cause you smell like way too much tequila." They both laughed.
"Sure, you get ready, I'll take a shower."
"Oh sorry, but the only shampoo I have is pretty girly, vanilla and cream. Oh yeah, let me get my hair dryer out of there first."
* * *
"So where do you want to eat at?" Aria asked Shawn forty-five minutes later. He had on her ex-boyfriend's clothes and she had her make-up on and her hair dried. As she stood next to him, Shawn noticed she was barely half an inch shorter than he was. He did notice how absolutely gorgeous she was though. Her eyes almost always had a sparkle in them. Don't think about her that way, what about Angela? Shawn thought, what about Angela? She dumped you remember? Aria has not flirted with me this whole time, and she is just my friend. Get a grip Hunter.
"I dunno, how about you? Any place you want to go too?"
"Well actually, there is this place I saw the other day. I don't know if you've ever heard of it. It's a burger place. It's called Chubbies."
"Chubbies! Are you kiddin' me? I've got to tell Cory!" Shawn started to jump up and down in his excitement.
Aria simply looked confused," Cory, is he one of your friends?"
"Yeah, he's the best. We used to hang out at a Chubbies all the time during high school. He was really torn up when they turned it into a pirate's place. You'd love his wife too, her name's kind of strange though, Topanga."
"I like that name, it's very original."
Shawn gave her his "are you insane" look," Yeah, okay.let's go to Chubbies. Oh you know what, I don't have any money. Do you wanna stop by my apartment so I can get some?"
"Nah, don't worry about it," she waved her hand to demonstrate this," I'll pay, you can always pay me back later."
"Oh shit, Cory," Shawn smacked himself in the head," I was suppose to go over to his place yesterday. I bet you he's called, or actually knowing Cory he's probably worried and broken down my door or something."
"Here use my cell phone, I bet Cory will want to spend time with his best friend at his favorite restaurant." She smiled and pulled a black cell phone out of her purse.
Shawn smiled at Aria thinking, how does she do that? How can she know us so well with barely meeting me? He dialed Cory's number and within two rings, Cory had answered the phone.
"Hello?" Cory's voice sounded nervous.
"Hey, Cor? Its Shawn."
"Oh Shawnie! Where were you? You were supposed to come here yesterday. And then I called your apartment and you never called back! I thought, I don't know, this is New York, that maybe you had been mugged or shot or something!"
Shawn just smiled knowing how much Cory could overreact," Cor, I'm fine. I just had some.issues yesterday," his smile immediately turning into a frown," anyway, guess what."
Cory's instant reaction to Shawn's issues was concern, but he didn't want to bring it up now, they would talk about it later answered," What?"
"Core.New York has." Shawn said with a dramatic pause knowing how Cory must know everything," New York has a.Chubbies!"
"Aaaah!! Chubbie's!" Cory replied with his reminiscing voice, "Where is it?"
Shawn covered the phone, "Aria, where is Chubbie's?"
"On 9th street, pass the Starbucks."
"Its on 9th street, pass the Starbucks," Shawn told Cory.
"Yay, yay, yah! Me and Topanga will see you there in half an hour!!! Bye Shawnie!" and with a final excited "Chubbie's!" Cory hung up the phone.
He clambered into the taxi Aria had gotten them, and they were so off to reminisce at a place Shawn had missed for years.