Switchin' them positions for you
Cookin' in the kitchen and I'm in the bedroom
I'm in the Olympics, way I'm jumpin' through hoops
Know my love infinite, nothin’ I wouldn’t do
My alarm rang and I knew I need to leave this cozy place to return to reality where I was cuddling a person and was being pocked but for now, I wanted to just lay and not let him know that I am awake too.
Do we really forget what we did when we get drunk?
All I have is a headache and a thirsty throat and as if that wasn’t enough, I also remember each part of what I did.
How I flirted with a girl I didn’t knew and that Alisha, that traitor let me go with Alexander even when she knew what could happen!
“How about you check your cell now? I mean, it has already rung quite a few times.” Who says only men have morning erections, ask me, I just suffered one a second ago as soon as I heard his voice.
But his voice reminded me that I have to wake up, that I have to see him smiling crookedly at me on the bases that he really does sound like he is smiling.
I finally raised my head to see his messy shirt and a little spot of wetness that I knew could only be made by me.
“Morning…” his voice again sounded sleepy as I got up from his chest, sat on bed, and crossed my legs before picking my cell and checking out all the pics me and Sophia snapped, and I also found some of mine after getting drunk.
“Morning.” I said as he turned to face the other side to sleep, and I noticed the room had the view that people would die for, and little rays of light passed through the window and at us.
Finally, after playing around for a while, I asked him “So, when did you found out?”
“That you like to invite people to a one-night stand when drunk?” he said as he still kept his eyes closed and his voice still sleepy but his body language and the smile on his face could be detected from a mile.
“No.” I said as a smile made it’s way on my face.
“Then,” he turned to face me and I leaned close to his face as his eyes followed mine and finally landed on my mobile screen.
And then, there was no then as I ran around the room while laughing.
Well, who asked him to make fun of me, hm?
Even God knows how to punish such people, after all why else would he be asked about his sexuality on internet, now?
In big headline, Is Alexander Alexeev gay?!, is return in such a way that you would practically only look at it first and then, on other things
“Listen to this, “I can’t believe it, I mean just why all handsome guys are gays and others married.” Liked by 11k! Alexander, you got famous!” I said as I moved around the counter still holding my mobile.
“Amy, come here, now!” Alexander said with a tone that you could tell from listening is angry enough to kill but I have the guts of the lion and thus, I again read another comment when my phone was finally snatched away from me, and my guts of lions were swallowed by a mouse as I ran away.
“I can’t believe it. The entire world doubts your sexuality just because you helped a guy when he was falling from being drunk!” I laughed as I ate the breakfast made by the one, I am mocking.
“I already handled it and stop laughing lest you choke.” As soon as I heard him, I started laughing again when my phone lit up and surprise happened, my spoon dropped on the floor and my eyes widened while I really choked on food.
Alexander hurriedly helped me to drink water and I showed him my phone.
“Wow, your parents really trust makes me delighted…” I saw what he was looking at and noticed my mom’s messages where she was telling it’s okay, it’s just that I was even able to make a straight man go all bent. That’s my mom.
“She is just kidding, look at the emoticons too and I wasn’t showing you this, but this.” I again handed him my phone and it was almost dropped by him as he looked at me and said, “You got to be kidding me!”
“Nope, you see, it’s not me.” I mean I can’t send myself a picture now, can I? and that too, of his and his girlfriend.
“But weren’t you with me the entire time.” I said and he nodded and finally I smiled and pinched his cheeks and he looked at me as if I lost my mind.
But, today, I felt like he and I know each other for quite a while, and I was pretty comfortable with him. A lot more than before.
I picked my phone up in the air as I snapped a pic of me with the food he made and him looking at me with a lost look. It was simply a pic that could shut anybody with my messed-up hair and his messy shirt.
Even, I would doubt myself if it weren’t for me remembering everything.
“Keep it as you wallpaper and screensaver if you can.” I said and he just did what I said and as if God were with me, the doorbell rang and as he got up to open the door, we could practically see a person from the fake pictures.
The person looked pretty happy but then, she saw me, and the arc went downwards.
Poor girl.
Just picked the wrong timing.
As if humiliated by my sympathetic smile, she looked at me with such anger, my, it almost burned me and then, at Alexander she flashed a pained look and Alexander simply shut the door before calling on the security to tell them to block this person if she ever came again.
“That was weird.” I said as I very coolly picked another spoon from rack and ate my breakfast.
“No, that was wired. That woman is wired. Let me call her husband first.” I nodded at him, and he left to make the call as I looked around from my seat and ate my breakfast quietly.
I looked at my very dear boss looking for a way to calm his anger as I ate my breakfast and felt that this little breakfast can never fill me up and found another reason why I can’t marry this man right here.He doesn’t know what my diet is and thus, I cannot fall for him.Cannot fall for him!Cannot!Cannot!As I repeated these words in my head, he finally comes to me looks at me spooning an empty plate and sighs.For what are you sighing?Do you know what is happening here?Do you think this is easy for me here?Reading all those Wattpad books made me almost die out of love and here I am becoming a part of one.Do you know what tough situation––He brought me another bowl and replaced my empty one with a full one.Now, now, what should I do?He is rich, he has a big family, he is young, he isn’t gay and can’t become one.But hey, what if he’s
“What the hell do you mean by engagement?!” I shouted and stared at the document that my dear boss placed in front of me and looked at him as i pushed the documents away. “Amy, it’s just a fake engagement, we can still break––” “Shut up! Before I agreed to become your fake fiancée with no engagement, it was still fine as even if we break up, it’ll be easy for my parents to accept but now, this, this is practically a knife that will be stabbing right at their heart. When we will get engaged, your parents and mine will meet, new relations will bloom and what then? Tell them that sorry we can’t be together anymore, let’s break it off! Are you crazy?!” I felt like this was something I wanted to shout for a while. Sophia relied on me and teased me about things that I can never do because of the guy in front of me. “Your sister trusted me to make you happy, they were all happy and I was cheating them… cheating them! Are you even listening, Mr.
“Alexander, why did he divorce me? It’s because of you, right? You still can’t let me go?!” can we be serious here? Who isn’t letting who go? Damn it! The woman’s got a big hole in her head and I looked at Alexander who looked as if he could kill her in minutes if she even dared to talk about it. “You think I am into you? Really, Brit?” Alexander said and finally, my dear friends, the name of miss. Golddiggers is out. Its Brit. “Why won’t you say it, Alex, you love me, why won’t you?” Brit said, uhm– Miss. Golddiggers said. “Brit, he divorced you because you were too out of line by sending me photoshopped pictures of you and me. And I am engaged, with this beautiful lady here. Can you stop the drama, I am getting tired of the mess here.” Alexander said as he walked and held my hand at my introduction to the conversation and smiled at me. This guy can act like a pro and lie like one too. “Mess? Because of you, he threw
“So, who do you think can top your boss?” Alisha said and I threw a fry at her thus messing the floor with fries that we are fishing now. “I can think of hundred-thousand words longs stories with my boss being the top but bottom, suddenly the number of words isn’t making much sense.” I said and she looked at me with question in her eyes and I sighed. “Get up, help me clean it.” I said and pushed on her shoulder as she laid back down to laze. “C’mon Amy, we promised each other we would write a novel on our partners. Think of something na.” she said and jumped around me while holding my shoulders and smothering me. I laughed and tried to stop her when she whined, and I thought again before showing her what I wrote. “You tried writing something?” she said, and I nodded before she read what I wrote, laughed, and said “You wrote him in a cultivation novel? Hahaha!” “Stop laughing. If our partners ever got to know of this, w
“I am fine.” I said and he looked at me for a while before calming down and keeping quite again.He looked weirdly angry for the first time. This anger wasn’t what I always saw, more like reproach to his own self.“You need something? Anything?” he asked again as I moved my hand to pick the glass of water, but he moved before me and even took it to my mouth.“I just have a fever and an allergic reaction; I can move well.” I said as I took the glass from his hands and awkwardly drank water when I suddenly started coughing and he stood up suddenly and held my shoulders causing my coughing to stop from stun. He stunned me with his reaction so good, I even stopped coughing and uh, spilled some water on myself as well.“It seems you cannot move well yet.” He said as he took tissues to help me clean up and lay back down.Embarrassment factor was real as hell.“Your Mom was r
HANDS UP! WE ARE POLICE, YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO AN ATTORNEY AND IF YOU CANNOT AFFORD AN ATTORNEY ONE WILL BE APPOINTED FOR YOU. IF YOU WAIVE THESE RIGHTS AND TALK TO US, ANYTHING YOU SAY MAY BE USED AGAINST YOU IN COURT.This was what I was expecting to hear but all I saw was a friendly handshake between my fiancé and the police officer who said that they already checked the time I was admitted, and it was clear I never left the house by myself in any situation. The finding of my fingerprint was nothing but a planned trap as there was no way I was there while lying here on the bed.“Wow.” I said as I looked at Alexander with a look people describe as worshipping because I was worshipping him with no doubt.He was so cool there.So CEO!!!Oh, he is a CEO.But my fangirling self couldn’t take much sense in, so, I let it be.“That was why you
“Honestly, Alex why don’t you take her out of here and have a talk with her. I am ill, tired, and now, I am having a headache. Please take her away from here.” I said and laid down without saying another word and closed my eyes to believe that if I did this, maybe, the world would again become normal. No contracts, no hurt and no… feelings. Oh, don’t take me wrong, feelings come from being close to a person for a long time and with the amount of time I have been spending with this guy, if I don’t get feelings that would be a lot weirder. In all honesty, if the number of feelings is directly proportional to the time spent together then, surely, it is indirectly proportional to the time not spent together. And right now, I have decided to not meet him for a week. Before the engagement, we will have the brightest and biggest break up of the year without hurting our parents that’s my promise. “I want to talk to her and not you, she is a fucking–” Of cours
Well, I never knew, Aunt Melinda had such a side.The way Victoria and Aunt Melinda were staring at each other, you can practically see the sparks.Not the nice ones.If only, my boss was a nice man and kind enough to look at me and check his message box just once, wouldn’t he get space and I, a breakup?If only but no, I had to break a vase of a man with no kindness and all ruthlessness.And can somebody just for once tell me why, just why is my boss staring at Aunt Melinda’s son for that long? Do they too have some feud or something too?And over who, if they do?With all the sparks flying, me and my dad sat on the corner seats looking highly distressed with the way my mom was staring at them.She looked excited. Anticipation for a battle was right on her face.“I told your mom to not look forward to cat fights, but she is looking forward to a dog one.” My dad said but being a decently hen-pecke
Nik looked at his father working on a file and opened his own toy laptop that he got after a lot of begging from his mother. His mother is a nice woman but surely, a strict mom. She loves watching all kinds of drama and she believes that help only when you can, otherwise just sit on the sidelines with a snack to watch. Even Nona believes so. Nona definitely taught Mom well. She is exactly like her. “Hey dad, what do we do now?” Nik asked as he tried to copy his father as he worked on files and other things. Today, he was in his dad’s office as his dear mother had to go for some promotions of her books and also, his little sister went to attend her play school while he, who had his holidays because of exams was left here to work with his father. “You can go and ask Sib to give you games.” Dad said with his eyes still on the screen causing Nik to almost say ‘how rude’ but he stopped because he didn’t want to get smacked again for talking nonsense. Though, Nik felt that those smac
"Dad, you think it's good?" My seven-year-old son asked as he checked the gift I bought for his mom and my wife."Dad, why do I feel you are cheating on mom?" Nik asked as he touched the necklace and I looked at him incredulously."What are you speaking about?" I don't understand how exactly he reached that conclusion."Well, me and mom were watching this nice drama and–""You and your mom? She let you watch with her?" The woman who is usually shouting all the time about not letting these kids watch drama because they ask questions that are way mind-blowing than anything, let him watch with her..."She didn't let me, I watched myself. These are my eyes, dad." This little twit actually rolled his eyes at me as I kept looking at him and suddenly, he flexed himself and said, "I know I am handsome, no need to stare."I am sure my smiling lips suddenly twitched when I calmed down and said, "You were telling me about why you think I am cheating.""Oh yes, you interrupted me." He said and I
"Mom!!!!" A loud cry sounded as I let go of the spatula and it felt with a loud clatter, and I hurriedly moved away as I looked behind me to see my daughter of four running towards me with the very expression as if her world has shattered."Pia, what–" little Pia ran to me as her hands wrapped around me and I smiled as her hands wrapped around me knowing whatever she was going to say is going to make me laugh without limit."I think–" her sobs hardened as she reached the part and I wondered what happened to make her cry so much."Baby, calm down, shush now, no more crying." I said as I kept petting her arms and kissed the side of her head and switched of stove leaving the kitchen with her in my arms."Mom, dad–" okay, what did that man do to make her cry like that with no end?"What did he do? Did he shout because you touched his folders and draw on them?" I asked her as I kissed her forehead while wiping her face and cuddling her on the sofa.She shook her head as she denied every sp
“I think I’m pregnant.” Amelia said as she looked right at the line that proved she was pregnant, and I stilled.“You were on birth control, weren’t you?” I whispered though I was trying to talk.It’s been six months since I married this beautiful woman but all I can feel right now is confused with what is happening right now after I heard what she was talking about.“I am on birth control but this,” she stopped to look at me and came to me to hug after she washed her hands and threw the sticks she used to confirm. “It could be a fake alarm too, you know.”“Right, it’s fake. I don’t want a baby right now and you know it. You want to further your career and I will be leaving for Switzerland in a few days and will only come back after a month or so, we can’t care for a baby right now. We will not take a chance with this. You understand me, right?” whatever I was speaking were the exact thoughts that are clashing in my head but the fear that we will be killing a life was also there.“I k
I looked down the aisle as we rehearsed the last time before I was really going to be here all dressed in perfection and will be given to the very guy who was standing in front of me.It really isn’t going to be perfect because of how his cousins and my best friend had a lot of things to do in this function yet all of it, in its chaos and imperfection was just so… so perfect.“Nervous again?” I said looking at the guy who was unknowingly moving his legs with nervousness poring out of his every move.“I’ll be nervous until I really have you in my arms.” Surely, even his nervousness couldn’t make his flirtiness go away.“Aww!” our cute and blessed supporter, Miss Sophia Alexeev came with her hands on her cheeks doing her own aww moment…Why? Why can’t we just practice this by ourselves than be here in a fanfare?“Are you done?” Alexander asked Sophia who finally put her hands down and said “No!”Her hands again cupped her face and she blinked her originally big eyes while making a moment
It was interesting how I wanted to fall in love and marry with my first boyfriend, and none of it had anything to do with my first boyfriend.I just wanted a love story worth sharing and something that was simply perfect…I didn’t realize that anything could be perfect and even my clumsiness can’t destroy it. All it took was a uh- few months that I fell in love, and that’s too with a guy who made me sign a contract (fine, I did break a vase but still!) and that guy is the guy who was practicing the dance with me now.Our very own wedding dance.Oh, I wish I break a leg or at least hurt it enough to not dance at all.Who would like to fall face-flat in their own wedding that was being considered a flash wedding in the media?I looked at my very dear boyfriend and fiancé who was enjoying himself and resigned myself to the fate of falling in my own wedding.Move left, twirl, a step right, then hand in his, a fall…And this continued till I was weak in the knees while the boy who had more
I looked at the feast on the table wide enough to hold food to feed more than ten people at once, then I looked at the guy who said it was a date and was even looking at me pretty expectantly.What are you expecting? It is a wonderful place to have a date!?A place that places more than a mile distance by just this long table!?That forbade us to hold hands or anything?Where is the sensual touch on each date I wrote for my lead is?“Why aren’t you eating?” he questioned, and I again looked at the feast that was laid out and saw how most of them were my favorites and some his.“This is a date?” I said or questioned and looked at him as his eyebrows frowned and he nodded his head albeit a little slowly as if doubting his own agreement.I again looked at the décor of this insanely fancy restaurant and wondered just how my lips have been twitching to tell him just how nice I feel about this place.What is up with people here?Why are they dressed like some royal drama with eyes having ro
“I am so sorry that I kicked you?” I said as I looked at him being all whinny about something that has already happened.“Amy, is it fun to do this? You don’t like me, I know this.” He said sternly and I was thinking about all the time that we have been missing because of this mess.“No, I like you, why won’t you just believe me?” I took a sip of my cola and tried to look serious but still, the giddy feeling from having my crush liking me made me look crazy.“You don’t even look serious right now!” he snapped and my eyes widened a little but as I controlled my expression and said “That is because I am so happy that you like me.”“I know you don’t! I heard you telling someone that you like ‘em!” okay, so when did he do that?“And who is this person?”“You don’t know?&rdquo
“He was your cousin and that’s why I spoke to him otherwise I am surely not dying to have a conversation with any of them. I am lying to them that I am your love but hey, surprise, I am not but at least I am I cared enough to respect whatever we have here.”“Respect? So, you know you have to respect what we have here!”Okay, this is getting on my nerves…With a twitching eyebrow, I said “Well yes, in fact I think I have more respect than you.”“Really, having interest in my brother is very respecting to whatever we have here.”“Shut up! I didn’t know he had such a past with you and even if he did, so what? Why is that my problem and how am I supposed to know that you have such interesting people around you! You have a lesbian girlfriend who cheats on anything or anyone, your brother might just be the victim here.”&ld