“ I got the job,” he shrugged.
“ how?” I asked shocked.
“ What do you mean how?”
“ Your so irresponsible, and a kid yourself!” I said shaking my head. and he started laughing, and brought his face close to mine, and pressed his lips against mine.
“ Why did you ask me if I regretted the kiss?” He said continuously pressing his lips against mine.
“ Because Art did,” I whispered.
“ He’s a crazy ass mofo,” he said pressing his lips back against mine, and a smile crept onto my face.
“ Corey, I think you’re the crazy ass mofo.”
Chapter eleven-
“ Cut it out why don’t you?” I growled, and through a box of cereal at his head. he yelped and rubbed the back of his head.
“ Why are you so mean to me?” He grumbled.
“ Hey, just because you kissed me-.”
“ And you kissed me back,” he put in. I let out a deep breath narrowing my eyes at him.
“ Beside the point,” I continued. “ I’m not going to be all nice to you, and practically fall at your feet, im still going to be the bitchy ass Ty you love dearly,” I said pointing my finger at him. he rolled his eyes and I continued to put away the crap we bought. “ They guys are going to be home soon, and Im going to lock myself in my room,” I said biting my lip. Corey started laughing, and I heard the front door open. My head shot around. “ What are they doing here! They are fifteen minutes early!” I whispered. I looked at the stairs… I wouldn’t make it. I opened a cabinet, and shoved everything to the side, and slid in their slowly shutting it, and Corey was watching me like I was nuts. The cabinet was dark, and I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen.
“ Corey, where is Ty?” Clay asked. I sat in the cabinet with my knees up to my chest trying to keep my breathing low, and quiet.
“ WHERE IS SHE?” I heard Joe’s voice echo through the house, and I heard people running into the kitchen.
“ Eh, I don’t know,” I heard Corey say, and then I heard footsteps going up the stairs.
“ TERESCHIA WHERE ARE YOU?” Troy yelled.
“ Corey you haven’t seen her?” Mark asked.
“ Nope,” I heard Corey say. I heard people running around looking for me, and they did not sound happy either. “ actually,” Corey began. “ I might have an idea where she is…” I bit my lip and closed my eyes… I swear to god I’ll kill him… “ Before you guys came in she ran out the back… She was probably trying to find somewhere to hide,” he finished. Then I heard all the guys bolting towards the back door. I sat there for a few seconds, and then someone started to open the cabinet, and I peered out and saw Corey. I gave him a sheepish grin, and he had an amused expression. I slowly crawled out of the cabinet.
“ You owe me,” he said.
“ Blah. Blah. Blah,” I said and I slowly made my way out the front door.
“ Where are you going? Its late,” Corey called after me. I waved my hand at him, and started to walk down the street to the pizza shop, and I ordered three large pizza’s. I was sitting in a chair waiting for them to be finished and then I realized… I have to freaking carry them all home…
“ This wasn’t your smartest plan,” I muttered to myself.
“ have you ever had a smart plan before?” a familiar voice said. I turned around and saw Evian. I grinned and got up punching his shoulder.
“ how did you get here?” I asked.
“ My mom drove me, she needs to pick up the pizza she ordered,” he shrugged.
“ Hey,” I said nudging his shoulder. He raised an eyebrow at me. “ wanna drive me home, maybe?” I asked. He started laughing. “ Boy don’t make me walk three blocks with three large pizza’s.” I said pointing a finger at him. He started laughing.
“ Get your pizza’s and come on,” He said patting my shoulder. I smirked, and grabbed my pizza’s, and he grabbed his and we walked out. I’ve never met his mom before and when we walked out and I saw her my jaw dropped.
“ Evian your mom is beautiful,” I whispered before getting in the car. Her skin looked like silk, and she had jet black straight silk hair, and radiant green eyes.
“ Hello, you must be Ty,” She smiled.
“ yes ma’am,” I said putting the pizza’s in the car.
“ Where do you live Hun?” She asked as I got into the back seat. Evian got in the front and she started the car.
“ Just three blocks down,” I said pointing towards where I live. She nodded her head, and we made our way towards my place. The car rolled up to the front of my house, and I got out. “ Thanks for the drive, and cya around Evian,” I said grabbing the pizza’s.
“ Cya dude,” he said.
“ Cya duddet,” I smirked. He rolled his eyes, and I made my way towards my front door. I stopped at the front door taking a deep breath, and I knocked. When the door opened Clay stood there.
“ Pizza?” he asked.
“ Truce?” I said raising an eyebrow. He narrowed his eyes at me and nodded his head, and I walked in, and saw all the guys practically passed out in the front room. “ PIZZA, YOU BUMS!” I yelled walking into the kitchen. As I set down the pizza’s everyone came into the kitchen. “ Damn ya’ll look tired,” I said shrugging my shoulders. Troy stood next to me, and shoved my hip lightly.
“ Don’t push your luck,” he said, and I bit my lip trying to suppress my laughter, and nodded my head, and stepped back and the guys started to scarf down the food. I made my way towards the stairs, but then I turned around and looked at Corey and then at Art. I like Art, but he doesn’t like me like that, and I never did like Corey like that but he like me like that… Blah… Art is only two years older than me, and Corey is like four and a half years older than me… I sighed, and made my way up to my room, and closed the door behind me letting out a deep breath. I fell onto my bed, and closed my eyes. I reached into my pocket, and pulled out my phone, and dialed in a number I knew by heart. The phone rang about 6 times before someone answered.
“ Hello?” Evian said.
“ Hey man,” I said.
“ Ty, what’s up?” he asked.
“ So, ugh you know Corey right?” I asked. The line was quiet…
“ yeah, yeah. He is… the sub right?”
“ was…” I put in.
“ Was? What did he quite or something?”
“ yeah he quite… okay so you know him… well he is a friend of the family… and um yeah he practically lives here like the other six idiots…” I stopped.
“ What happened?” he asked.
“ Do you think Corey is too… Old for me?” I finished. I felt my face start to get run.
“ Awh, you have a crush?” he asked. I could hear the humor in his face.
“ boy, don’t make me come through this phone and pound your face in,” I hissed.
“ Okay! Okay!” He said quickly. I let out a deep breath.
“ I don’t think I like him… I don’t really know. He kissed me today though,” I said biting my lip.
“ Oooh, so someone has a crush on Ty,” He said sounding understanding.
“ Um sure,” I said shaking my head.
“ Age is just a number in my eyes.”
“ Mhm in your eyes…” I trailed off… We were quite on the phone, and then he cleared his throat.
“ Did you kiss him back?” he asked. I bit my lip, and closed my eyes.
“ yeah.”
“ Then you must have some type of feelings for him,” he said. I started laughing. “ What’s so funny?” He asked.
“ I always thought girls were supposed to give this kind of advice… not guys,” I shrugged.’
“ You aint got no girlfriends, so im the closest thing you got,” he said.
“ You’re the closest thing I got to a girl friend?” I questioned. I heard him say something but I couldn’t understand him.
“ Shut up Ty,” He finally said. I started to laugh. “ Are you dating him?” He asked. I raised an eyebrow.
“ nope..” I stopped. “ Oh my god… I’m a whore!” I nearly whispered. Evian started cracking up, and I clenched my teeth. “ blah,” I mumbled. I brought my hand up to my nose and pinched the bridge of my nose taking a deep breath.
“ You’re not a whore,” he said between laughter’s. I let out a sigh. “ You make me laugh Ty,” He said taking a deep breath.
“ Mhm, thanks,” I muttered.
“ I gotta go, text me” he said.
“ I don’t text,” I muttered.
“ learn how to, im out,” he said and then the line went dead. I rolled my eyes, and turned off my phone, and threw it on the bed, and got out of bed, and walked over to my closet, and pulled a big black shirt, and put some boxers on, and made my way downstairs. Halfway down the stairs, my foot stepped on top of something. I felt a sharp tingle, and I yelped, and went face first down the stairs. I brought my hands out in front of me, and went tumbling. I laid at the bottom of the stairs, and looked down at my foot, and saw blood. I sat up, and felt a sharp pain in my wrist but I ignored it, and looked at my foot, and pulled out a…
“ Glass?” I muttered.
“ What was that noise?” Clay asked. I looked up when he came walking out of the kitchen. “ Ty! What happened?” he asked kneeling down next to me.
“ A piece of glass was on the stairs… WHY WAS A PIECE OF GLASS ON THE STAIRS?” I growled hitting him upside the head.
“ how should I know?” he hissed.
“ Because this is your house dumb. Dumb,” I said shaking my head.
“ You should of known too then, because this is also your house dumb, dumb,” he said hitting the side of my head. I narrowed my eyes at him, and looked back at my foot, and slowly gripped onto the glass and pulled it out. It was about four inches long, and I tilted my head back biting my lip. “ BAH! Don’t do that!” he hissed and he jumped up and came back with a towel pressing it against my foot. “You might need stitches,” he said looking at it.
“ Its deep… not wide… I’ll be fine,” I muttered.
“ Come on, let’s get you up,” he said. I grabbed his hand, and went to go stand up and when I put weight on my foot it stung. I hissed. “ We should take you to the doctors…” he muttered. I shook my head.
“ No… Just… ARGH! I’m going to kill one of you guys one of these days,” I said shaking my head. I was standing on one foot holding the towel to my foot. Clay wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me off of the ground. “ hey,” I muttered.
“ Oh, shut up!” He grumbled. I let out a huff crossing my arms over my chest, and he had my sit down on the counter, and then just walked out. I threw my hands up in the air.
“ Oh my lord,” I muttered leaning down putting my head in my hands. I heard someone else walking in and I looked up and saw Corey.
“ Your always getting hurt,” he laughed. He stood next to me, and started to clean my cut.
“ this time it was totally not my fault,” I shrugged. He started laughing.
“ Mhm,” he mumbled.
“ Whatever,” I muttered. He finished wrapping my foot, and I went to go get down but he stepped closer to me. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. “ Corey,” I muttered. He stood closer again standing in-between my legs, and had both of his hands on the sides of my thighs. “ Your like four and a half years older than me,” I muttered.
“ so?” he asked leaning in closer to me.
“ eh,” I started to lose my train of thought, and then he pressed his lips back against mine again, and I kissed him back. I felt his hands linger on my thighs, and he wrapped one of his arms around my waist bringing me closer to him, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He stopped kissing me, and wrested his forehead against mine looking me in the eyes, and he looked amused. “ What?” I muttered.
“ nothing,” he said and pressed his lips back against mine again. “ Im going to go take a shower,” he said and kissed me again, and made his way upstairs. I sat there, and then hear someone clear their throats and I looked over and saw Art staring at me. I got off of the counter, and started to walk past him but he grabbed my arm.
“ So your choosing Corey?” he said sounding mad.
“ What do you mean choosing Corey?” I hissed. “ You regretted the kiss right after we did it, Corey didn’t… You only tried to give me a chance once I started dressing differently… Corey thought I was beautiful before I changed,” I said shaking my head.
“ And you’re gonna believe that?” he said.
“ I don’t know what to ever believe,” I said turning to him. Art took a step closer to me, but I put my hand on his chest pushing him back. “ I don’t like you like that anymore,” I whispered.
“ You sure about that?” He asked. We stood their looking at one another, and I let out a deep breath nodding my head. He stepped closer to me, and I stepped back and felt my back hit the wall, and he brought his hand up to my face, and stroked my cheek with his thumb, and was awfully close to me looking down at me. I looked up at him, and he lent down and pressed his lips against my forehead.