Letty's POV
The place is beautiful. Theres a thin white candle in the middle of the table and the lights are dim low. It feels romantic. But I still feel nervous. Its weird, I'm having a great time. But I feel nervous. I feel like I'm doing something wrong. I look up at Hector, he looks good under the candle light. I wanna say something to him, but I don't know what. And as I stare at him, he lifts his head up. He looks drunk. His on his fourth drink now. "Why are we doing this?" He says, and then to my suprise, starts giggling a little. " I mean, we're both ... yea thats it. We're both in love with someone else."
"What do you mean?"
My nerves are getting worse. I'm not in love, whats he talking about. Me. Love. Never. I shake my head weakly. As he takes hand and leans over.
"You know what I'm talking about."
The sad thing is, I do.
I rub my hands down my sides, trying to get rid of the sweat. DAMMIT. I need a drink. I'm supposed to be having a good time here. A fun, carefree good time. Where I get drunk and possibly laid. Looks like my plans are thrown out the window. I grab hold of Hector's hand and help him up.
"Let's go. I need to get wasted."
Hector pays the bill and we leave.
LATER ON.
"Come on!" I shout at him, as I run down the street. I trip a little, so I sit down and take off my shoes. Hector falls down the next to me. He laughs as he does.
"Tag, your it."
I get up, and run away. He stumbles after me. I giggle as he catches up to me.
"Weve gotta find Dommy, so u can tell him hows you feel."
He smiles at me, he looks so goofy and he sounds like a little boy. I nod my head and we go to found the Toretto household.
We're there. Me and Hector are sitting on the porch playing patty cakes. Badly. Neither one of us as knocked the door. But you know, someones gotta open it soon.
"Knock door."
Hector tells me, as he misses my hand and hits the side of my arm. So I lean over on my side and tap on the door.
"Louder."
He tells me in a low voice.
I pound on the door. And we go back to playing patty cakes. We're playing the game for a while. Waiting for someone to answer the door. We didn't know someone already did. It's Dom, and his standing there, watching us.
When I finally notice him, I poke Hector in the chest and he looks up. We both laugh.
"Theres your boyfriend."
The place is beautiful. Theres a thin white candle in the middle of the table and the lights are dim low. It feels romantic. But I still feel nervous. Its weird, I'm having a great time. But I feel nervous. I feel like I'm doing something wrong. I look up at Hector, he looks good under the candle light. I wanna say something to him, but I don't know what. And as I stare at him, he lifts his head up. He looks drunk. His on his fourth drink now. "Why are we doing this?" He says, and then to my suprise, starts giggling a little. " I mean, we're both ... yea thats it. We're both in love with someone else."
"What do you mean?"
My nerves are getting worse. I'm not in love, whats he talking about. Me. Love. Never. I shake my head weakly. As he takes hand and leans over.
"You know what I'm talking about."
The sad thing is, I do.
I rub my hands down my sides, trying to get rid of the sweat. DAMMIT. I need a drink. I'm supposed to be having a good time here. A fun, carefree good time. Where I get drunk and possibly laid. Looks like my plans are thrown out the window. I grab hold of Hector's hand and help him up.
"Let's go. I need to get wasted."
Hector pays the bill and we leave.
LATER ON.
"Come on!" I shout at him, as I run down the street. I trip a little, so I sit down and take off my shoes. Hector falls down the next to me. He laughs as he does.
"Tag, your it."
I get up, and run away. He stumbles after me. I giggle as he catches up to me.
"Weve gotta find Dommy, so u can tell him hows you feel."
He smiles at me, he looks so goofy and he sounds like a little boy. I nod my head and we go to found the Toretto household.
We're there. Me and Hector are sitting on the porch playing patty cakes. Badly. Neither one of us as knocked the door. But you know, someones gotta open it soon.
"Knock door."
Hector tells me, as he misses my hand and hits the side of my arm. So I lean over on my side and tap on the door.
"Louder."
He tells me in a low voice.
I pound on the door. And we go back to playing patty cakes. We're playing the game for a while. Waiting for someone to answer the door. We didn't know someone already did. It's Dom, and his standing there, watching us.
When I finally notice him, I poke Hector in the chest and he looks up. We both laugh.
"Theres your boyfriend."