Sorry for the second long wait. Work started and I've been so busy, and summer weekends are being filled up by the second. Gotta love the summer, but I got a creative boost and decided to stop neglecting you. Hope you like it.
Chapter 9: A Sight For Sore Eyes
"Where did you live?" I asked as I came out of the bathroom, wrapped in my robe, allowing him to take a shower.
"South Bronx," he replied while oh-so-casually removing his shirt and tossing a towel over his shoulder. He still has nice abs...
"Yeah I know that silly, but where exactly. Maybe we can go visit it?"
He looked back at me, an eyebrow cocked. "Why?"
I shrugged, "Just thought it'd be a nice thought. Don't get so touchy about it."
He shrugged then and closed the bathroom door. Sometimes I just refuse to deal with him.
I listened to the water run on the other side of the door while getting dressed. It was hot out for early June, so I wore a pair of jean shorts, and a blue tank top. After raking a comb through my thick hair and applying a small amount of lip gloss, I was ready to get out of the hotel room and walk around. If only I'm-so-tough-I-take-five-hours-in-the-show would get out, I could fill my desires.
Really for a guy, Dally takes a millennium in that shower. Like what does he have to wash for that long? You know what, I rather not know that answer.
Finally Sir. Shower-a-lot got out and I started clapping. He just rolled his eyes and told me to stop being a smart ass.
"What do you do in there?"
"I take a shower."
"For that long?" my eyes widened.
"Parts of me need special care," he said patting his fly.
"Wow...I didn't need to know that. Well your all clean so let's go."
"Where are we going my darling?"
"I haven't got a clue," I admitted and dragged him out of the room and to the elevator's.
As soon as we got outside my stomach rumbled, so we decided to get some doughnuts at the bakery around the corner. Oh how I missed the doughnuts here. Doughnuts anywhere else are just disgusting! I started to scarf down my chocolate glazed doughnut the minute we got out of there.
"Calm down, people will think I'm starving you the way your eating."
I looked up at him through my sunglasses and stuck my tongue out, digging in for another bite.
We walked around aimlessly, joking around, and talking about nonsense.
"Where do you want to go now?" I asked after a while of sitting on some random porch.
"Does your stomach have any suggestions?" he asked, poking it.
"She's as fit as a fiddle."
"Well...there's not much to do in New York. It's an extremely boring place, I don't know why all these people spend all their money coming here. Ain't nothing special 'bout it."
I only shrugged. New York, well Manhattan really, just had a glamourous reputation. It's like saying "I had tea with the Queen of England", "I spent a few days on New York."
After awhile of walking around again (the old lady that owned that porch shooed us away, only after Dallas just had to make a sexual gesture to her. Gosh, when will he grow up?) we headed back to the hotel. I tried once more to get Dally to take me to his hometown but he simply just wouldn't. Whatever, let him be stubborn.
"Oh my gaaaaaaawd! Dallas Winston!" it was definitely a screech that came down the block. At least that's what it sounded like, the red-head running toward us had the most high-pitched voice! She was followed by a few other guys and girls that squinted and ran over, obviously realizing that yes, Dally Winston was right in front of them. He looked shocked as well, and maybe a bit happy? The red-head jumped into his arms and wrapped her small legs around his waist as he twirled her around. I cocked my head to the side as the others caught up and grabbed Dally in other embraces, and they all started shouting, and just made one big commotion, it was crazy. I was sort of pushed out of the way and watched.
"What are you doing here Winsty-boy? We thought you went down to the South," one guy, a tall guy with greasy black hair that was wearing a leather vest and ripped jeans, said.
"I'm just visiting." He acted all cool and suave about it. Like he had only seen these people, obviously his old friends, last weekend.
"Oh man, we gotta do something. You got so many things to catch up on!" called another.
"When you leaving?" the first guy asked.
"Next Thursday."
"C'mon Dally-baby. We gotta tell ya all that happened," the red-headed girl said, linking her arm under his and they started pulling her off.
He stopped after they got a few feet. "As much as I'd love to, I'm here with a friend," he pointed back to me. Oh goody, he hasn't forgotten my existence...yet.
The looks I got from those girls, and some of the guys, could have killed. I waved slightly, completely uncomfortable in the situation.
"Hey sweetie," the guy in the vest, who seems to be the leader, broke himself from the clump and walked over to me. "You don't mind if we borrow your boyfriend do you?"
I blushed, "Well we were just heading back to the hotel..."
"You can have him all to your little self tonight. We haven't seen the guy in year. C'mon, what do you say honey? Can we borrow him? Have him back by midnight, I cross my heart and hope to die."
"Uhm..well..yeah, I mean...I really have no say..." I blushed again. I didn't need Dally thinking I was clingy or anything. I certainly don't want him to think I'm bossy and demand him stay with me. As soon as the words left my lips the guy ran back the clique and they all walked off. Dally shouted something back to me, I think it was "See you later" but I'm not sure.
I watched until they walked onto the next street, then turned around and started to head for the hotel. Now living in Brooklyn for sixteen years of my life did me nothing. I still have no sense of direction, and the minute I turned the corner I didn't know which way to go. Reason number two I wanted him to stay. I walked to the bus stop a few blocks down, and checked the map on the pole. Oh it was no use. I walked around for hours (I refuse to ask for directions, I don't want to seem like a tourist or something) I decided to do a smart thing: call a cab.
I forked over ten dollars to the driver and got out when we reached the hotel. A familiar sight, at last. I walked up to our room pulling out our room key (thank god I didn't give it to him) and walked in.
"What are you doing here?" I asked half shock.
"This is my hotel room, too." Dally watched as I dropped my purse on the desk and slipped out of my sneakers.
"I know...but I figured you'd still be out with your friends," I stood in front of him, and swatted his hand away when he traced it up my thigh. I'm very ticklish.
"I knew you'd get lost. How'd you finally make it here?"
I flopped on the bed, reluctant to answer. He crawled over to me. "C'mon tell me, or I'll have to pull out the secret weapon."
"Secret weapon?" I raised my eyebrows.
He started tickling me like a madman, and I laughed like one. After a few minutes of my screams he let go. "So?"
"I took a cab," I giggled out.
He rolled his eyes, and laid his head on my chest. "How long did you lived in New York?"
I pinched him, "Shut up."
Okay there we go, Chapter 9. I'll try to update my other stories tomorrow, since it's late, my room is freezing, and I have work tomorrow morning. Love ya's!
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