ThugWorkout wrote:
mella adored the idea of going and being able to see him, and the fact he wanted her to be there made things a little easier, too. did this mean he might have even liked her a tad? no, of curse not. he was probably just taking pity on her, mella really wasn't the most social of people and she didn't have many friends. he knew that. "well then what is your type of girl, scotty?" she raised an eyebrow, grinning cheekily as she bit her bottom lip. she listened to what he was saying, and she couldn't say no. partly because she was quite naive, and partly because he was so god damn handsome and charming. "okay, just a couple of drinks, but I really don't drink much." she bit her lip and took the bottle of fruity stuff, swigging it. "mm, yummy." she turned to the tv and nodded. "put a scary film on. but you have to look after me if I get scared!"
gustav chuckled softly and nodded her head. "I did kiss you. did you like it?" he smirked and stroked her cheek, smiling. "gooosh you're so lazy dee dee." he stood up and lifted her up in his arms, her legs around his waist, his hands on her bum. this was going to be an eventful night, he could tell. and he was more than up for it, he had to admit. "shhhhh bradley, gosh!" he chuckled, shaking his head, carrying her up to his room, he placed her down on the bed and then closed the door. his sister would be oblivious as to what was happening - she was still on the phone. he jogged downstairs and got them a crate of beers and a couple of bottles of stronger stuff, going back to her. "you gotta be good though, otherwise i'll kick you out my room." he winked and shut his bedroom door, sitting down, he put his xbox on. "choose a game if you want." he opened up a beer for himself, and one for her.