Make A Name For Yourself
5
"Land of the dead or dawn of the dead?" Ryan asked us as he held up two DVDs in the air.
"Dawwwwn" the rest of us all shouted back at him.
"No I want land" Spencer moaned.
"Sorry Spence" Ryan said as he placed the Dawn of the Dead DVD in the player.
I watched Brent and Brendon drink some beer.
"Aren't you two gonna have some" I asked Ryan and Spencer.
" I cant and Spencer doesn't drink"
I nodded my head.
I was sitting next to Brendon.
"Why cant Ryan drink?" I whispered to him.
"He doesn’t want to be like his dad. He was an alcoholic." He replied to me not braking eye contact with the zombies moving on the television screen.
"Oh"
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The film had finished and Ryan had made his way to his room to go to sleep.
Brent was about to fall asleep on the floor and Spencer already had.
Me and Brendon were still sitting in the same positions.
I sighed and placed my head on his shoulder as a rest.
"Tired?" He whispered
"No, just in a lazy mood" I whispered back.
"Wanna go for a walk?"
I nodded against him and lifted my head up.
"Come on then" He said as he grabbed my hand and stood up.
He led me out of Ryans house.
"You cold?" He asked my as we walked down a street.
"A teeny bit" I replied.
"Here" he said handing over his jumper to me.
"You need it more"
He just shook his head and helped me put it on.
I smiled, "It smells of you"
"oh sorry, do I smell of smelly boy?" He pouted, the street lights just managing to show it.
"Nope. You smell of roses. So you smell of girl. So I'm thinking you take girls down streets often and give them your jumper"
He laughed.
"Or maybe I used my mom's perfume today by mistake thinking it was aftershave." He looked at me matter of factly.
I giggled.
He stopped in his tracks.
"Brendon?" I asked, thinking he had seen a ghost or something.
He looked at me.
"Wanna dance?" He asked me
"What here?"
He nodded.
"In the middle of a street?"
He just held his hand out to me.
"And if a car comes?" I asked unsure of whether to take up his offer.
"I dunno, we get run over"
My mouth dropped open.
He just winked at me.
"Your not funny" I told him as I placed my small delicate hand into his smooth large yet small hand for a man.
He pulled me towards him and placed his other hand on the small of my back, still using his other to hold mine.
We swayed to the sound of nothing.
Our bodies pressed up against each others moving as if it were meant to be.
Even though it wasn’t proper dancing, you could tell Brendon was a mover.
"I don’t think I've ever done something as daring as this" I whispered into his chest.
"Theres a first for everything" I looked up at his smiling face.
You couldn’t help but smile back.
"So, do you have a boyfriend?" He asked me looking away from me.
"No" I replied smiling at the cute expression he had on his face.
We continued moving and swaying for what seemed like ages, until a car came zooming along the road honking.
"Brendon" I shouted pulling him away from the road.
We both broke into laughter.
I stood there shaking my head at what we had just done.
"So whats the most daring thing you've done?" Brendon asked me as we walked back to Ryans house.
"That" I replied in an instance knowing that it was.
I smiled all the way to Ryans holding hands with Brendon.
We may have been foolish to do something that could nearly kill us.
But whatever we had done.
Brendon had brought a spark to my life.
And I liked it.