I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand
At 7 a.m. Naruto calls.
"Hey. I'm um, in jail can you come and uh get me?" He manageed to say, sounding seriously hung over.
"Yeah, sure." I whispered in to the phone, it felt like something I had to do. After what I put him through, I at least ought to bail his ass out of jail.
When I saw him I was surprised, grossed out, and annoyed at the same time. I was surprised, and grossed out, because he was wearing only his boxers and a quarter sleeved plaid belly shirt. He looks like he slept with a trucker mom. I was really annoyed, because it was 7 a.m. When people, such as I, are still sleeping. Not bailing out hung over blondes sitting in a jail cell next to a gay biker who had a tatoo that was supposed to say "Mom" but read "Mo". I am Sleeping.
"Um hey, Sakura." he gave a weak grin as the she-cop opened the cell and let me in.
"What happened?" I asked, sitting next to him on the cold bench covered with graffiti, "why are you here?"
"Frat party. Underage drinking, hookers, disturbing the peace or something like that. The cops came and that's when shit went down."
"..." I wanted to say I was surprised. But I wasn't.
He chuckled, wincing after each spurt of laughter, very hung over. "They had to taser me like five times, practically soak my eyes with pepper spray, use ten pairs of handcuffs, and a banana just so I would get in the car."
"That's very interesting."I said, unamused and tired.
"On the bright side, I think I'm married to twelve hookers, seven male strippers, and a duck."
"Wow, Naruto you're getting more ass than a toilet seat." I punched his arm lightly.
"Yeah, but Sakura I think we really need to, uh, talk."
"Ya think?"I said sarcastically, not a morning person.
"Um yeah. I do."
"I was being sarcastic."
"Whatever, I'm just going to get to the point. Last night I saw you and Sasuke...and well, you were doing something you don't with other guys while you're in a relationship with someone else. So yeah, I was really mad and everything," he paused and looked away, "So I got drunk at this frat party with Neji and tried to convince myself I didn't need you, but I was wrong. I do need you." He lifted up the sleeve of the plaid piece of shit, "And this tatto proves it."
He grinned hugely.
"Naruto, it says Eduardo. Why did you sleep with a man?" I spat flatly, a little pissed that Naruto, who supposedly loved me has a tattoo of a guy's name.
"Why does everyone say that? Eduardo. Edwina. It's the same. It's just an ethnic thing. Eduardo is a girl, I assure you."
"Are you sure?" I said in a haughty voice.
"YES! I have never been more sure in my life."
"Are you sure you're sure?"
"You know what? I-I don't know! I think she is!"
"But you slept with her you should know."
"I didn't sleep with her- or whatever Eduardo is I was too drunk, okay?" Naruto insisted.
"Ugh. Whatever."
"But seriously, this is a sign that we're meant for each other! It's a sign!"
"It's name of the male hooker you made out with." I remind him
"To forget about you. But I couldn't. I even got a tattoo of its name and I couldn't get you out of my head. "
"What the fuck?"
"Sakura, we're meant to be together, seriously!"
"Please, stop talking." I distanced myself from him and told him to fuck off before I chop his balls off as nicely as possible.
"You and me, Sakura, WE'RE MEANT TO BE!" He screamed.
I jog out of the cell and close the gate in his face. He looks pathetic as he clings to the metal bars and starts to song "Summer Lovin'" from the movie Grease. Gay Biker thourghly checked out Naruto's ass and looked very happy. Singing songs from Grease in a jail cell with a gay biker preparing to give you a ass raping while your girlfriend is a cheating pms-ing bitch and somehow she's the one pissed off and leaves without bailing you out isn't the best thing that could happen to a guy, I realized. But the real sad thing is, is that I don't care.
Sorry I didn't update sooner. Busy like HELL! Anyway, so yeah I just went out with Bradley and my other friends to the mall. He's so adorable but has no idea how the computer works, much less his own brain. He's kind of like a puppy but more of a dumbass. OH GOD! I JUST MADE OUT WITH A PUPPY! OH GOD!AHH! Okay, not puppy. Just a really dumb, hot, sweet guy. Sorry! I'm bragging and being so uhhh immature! ahh Asshole! I'm being like a huge asshole! I'm being so Oh lookit me I have a hot boyfriend. I hate when people do that I'm sorry I'm doing that to you guys. I think I'll have like a special side story just because it's the big 20. this chappie is dedicated to all you who review!