That's Rohan. He's hot. 'Nuff said. Let's get on with the story. Comment what you feel about him ;)
"How dare he?!" I thought. I mean I knew that we weren't exactly friends anymore, but I thought that we had enough of a history that he wouldn't do something that he knew would hurt me. I'd had enough of him. I was going to go give him a piece of my mind. I stalked over to him leaving Derek confused by the car. I pulled him away from the rest of the gang who were too high to care that I had taken one of their group members away and took him back to Derek's car. Rohan seemed a little out of it and this was confirmed when he put his arm around me and said, "You look hot." But he didn't stop there, he kept going, "I'm pretty sure that I'm going to get burnt by touching you." And then he started giggling excessively to the point where he couldn't stand up and he fell to the floor. Derek wasn't helpful by saying, "can I get some of the stuff that dude is on?" I slapped him and he shut up. Rohan was definitely unfit to go home by himself today. I sighed when I knew that I would have to help. "Derek this is Rohan, he's completely stoned and he's going to have to go home with us." Derek looked shocked when I told him who this was but he quickly recovered and helped me push Rohan into the backseat of the car. I made a grudging Derek sit with him, because lord knows what Rohan would get himself into by himself. I couldn't hide my smile when I saw the two muscular and tall guys squeezing into the tiny backseat of Derek's sports car. I got behind the wheel and started driving us home. I figured I would ask Rohan questions later when he wasn't completely a pothead. I tried to concentrate on the road but it was hard with Rohan saying things like,
"Are you going to use my body?"
"Are you going to make me a sex slave?"
"Please don't rip my dick off!"
I grimaced a little at the image of this thought while Rohan kept talking.
"Have you ever though about what your poop feels?" "You basically send it on a suicide mission everyday, down a dangerous whirlpool of water. I don't think any human could survive that."
"Why is the sky blue when it should be high on life?"
"Do we matter in the grand scheme of things?"
Okay this was getting way too deep for me. I honked the horn loudly and Rohan kept relatively quiet the rest of the ride, only once murmuring something about how he wished he had wings so he could bring the sun back to earth and sell it. Finally, we reached the apartment complex and Derek and I dragged him up to our apartment. We put him in Derek's room to sleep and Derek and I headed to the kitchen. I made him put all the groceries in the fridge while I thawed the pizza and then put it in the oven. While we waited for the pizza to be finished Derek scrolled through his social media and I finished my homework. Everyone has their priorities I guess. Derek was looking kind of sad while I took the pizza out of the oven and prepared a plate for both him and I. When we were both seated on the granite island I asked him the dreaded question, "what's up?" Derek quickly said, "Nope, nothing, nada." Okay that was a lie if I ever heard one, and I had heard a lot. I took Derek's pizza away from him showing him that he would go hungry if he didn't fess up. Derek took his plate back and started talking with his mouth full. I tried to ignore the horrible manners and just listened to Derek's story, "I lost most of my followers on Instagram, Twitter, and other shit." " A bunch of people also sent me homophobic stuff." I understood how hard it must be for him to deal with this. One of the many perks of being popular was that everyone was nice to your face and you had tons of people who pretended to care about what you did in your life. " Okay what we are going to do for starters is to delete all your social media accounts." Derek looked like he was going to complain but he kept eating his pizza and eventually handed me his phone. I swiped past his home screen which didn't have a password and shook my head, he was so clueless. I went through all his social media and deleted it leaving just iMessage which I couldn't get rid of, and YouTube because that was a necessity. Derek took his phone back and I told him the next part of my plan, "and next we're going to do something fun." "What exactly are you planning to do?" "We fucking live in Pennsylvania and it's the middle of November!" Derek said loudly showing he was annoyed. "Well we could paint our rooms." I responded back. "I'm pretty sure this is a rental." Came Derek's voice. "But...my dad could always pay for it!" Derek's face brightened up at annoying his father and doing something different from the routine. I grinned, it was on...after we dealt with, "Why am I here?" ...Rohan.
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