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#11 of Short stories
I walked around making sure no one will notice. "Hey there Love." I turned seeing Rose "Hi Rose." She grabbed my hand pulling me aside. "Will you try to place your key in here?" She lowered her shirt to show me her lock. I looked away "I'm not looking for my true love yet Rose, and I may not be your true love so look for someone else." She grunt "Love we are freshman college students already how long do you plan on waiting?" "Fine!" I sighed and ran to the bathroom. "Why did I have to be born like this?" I grabbed some paper and splashed some water on it so I can clean myself. I looked at my lock above my heart. People are separated in a sense by the men having the key to their true love, and the woman has the lock. When I was born I was told it may be a birth defect, and that my true love is a female that has the key. But I know it means that my true love is a male. "Ha, of course I put my key in her, but it didn't work." "Damn, is that your what try?" Who is that? "She was the tenth try, and I think I'm done for now." I tossed the paper in the toilet, and flushed it covering up before I opened the door. "I'm going to go to class now." I walked out seeing the guy who said tried it with lots of girls. "Alright I'm gonna piss." "Tmi dude!" I looked at him, and my heart began to throb. Is he the one? I looked at him as my heart kept pounding. He flushed, and turned around looking at me. His soft green eyes made my heart pound faster. "H-hi." He looked at me, and then looked away "Um hey?" "I'm Love Drop." I offered him my hand he looked confused and grabbed my hand "I'm Rustle Rose. Do I know you?" I shook my head and felt blushing more. "Want to head to my place for lunch so we can get to know each other then?" I nodded my head "Alright."
We got to his dorm, and he opened up his fridge. "So what major are you aiming for?" "I'm going for psychology." 'Really? So am I. I don't have much sorry about that." I walked over looking at his fridge. "Can I use your kitchen?" He looked surprised at me "Sure?" I grabbed some of the left overs and placed them on the side. I saw a hat, and grabbed it tucking my hair in when I placed it on my head. "Who taught you to cook?" "My mom showed me how to do a lot of stuff." "Oh hey I forgot to get some drinks I'll be right back." I stopped for a bit, and started to think why did he just trust me to take care of his place? I went back to cooking, and he doesn't know me so why?
"Hey I'm back." I saw him with a case of beer. "Hope you don't mind." He placed it on the table and jumped over a pile of dirty clothes. "Sure, but I'm twenty." He laughed "Doesn't matter." I grabbed two plates and placed them on the table. "Well I finished cooking I made stir fry hope you like it." I placed more on his plate and put the rest on my plate. "Damn this looks good." He opened a beer and chugged it down with some leaking between his lips. I couldn't help, but feel hot about watching him. He started to eat, and he gave me one. "Drink up." I nodded my head and took a gulp wanting to spit it out, but he looked happy so I swallowed it. I smiled weakly coughing a bit "Yum." I placed it back down as he grabbed it and opened his mouth moving the bottle above his mouth. i blushed hard as a lot of it just splashed out getting on his shirt. "Oh damn hope you don't mind." He took of his shirt, and I blushed harder seeing his hairy chest. He went back to eating, and so did I trying to keep my eyes away from him.
"Hey come on drink." He pulled me in opening my mouth forcing the beer down. "Stop!" I spat it out, and it landed all over him. "Come on don't be a party pooper." I watched him drink some, and pulled me in close pressing his lips on my forcing me to drink it. It tasted terrible, but it felt so good to have his lips on mine. I swallowed and started to pant softly. "See wasn't to had now was it?" I pulled him in, and started kissing him biting his lower lip. His hand lowered to my waist pulling me to the bed. "Oh so you like things rough huh." He bit down on my upper lip making me moan. "So I was right. Let's try you dry then." Dry? He pushed my head down to his crotch. "Now suck me." I blushed, and opened my mouth.
I panted heavily with tears rolling down my eyes. He kept me in his arms as he slept, but I wish he would let go of my ass so it would hurt less. I blushed more feeling his beard brushing against my face. It felt weird not hidding my lock. I looked at the time seeing it just hit midnight.
"What the hell did I do?" I opened my eyes to see him. "What?" "Aw shit did I get us drunk look dude sorry." Does he not remember? "Can you try your key on me?" "What are you talking about?" I showed him my lock, and my heart started pounding more. He didn't say anything, but looked confused. He grabbed his key putting in my lock I let out a faint moan. "Don't shove it in to hard." "Sorry." He turned the key and we heard a click as the lock opened up showing my memories. I didn't get why, but I started to cry as images of his past started flowing into my head. He started to cry along side me. Is this what true love feels like? I could feel his pains, and his hopes.
"Can you stop that?" I turned my head and smiled at him "I like this place cleaned." He pulled me over giving me a kiss. "Well I don't care for it being clean." "Mommy, daddy Loie is pulling my hair again!" I laughed a bit picking up Hope. "Did you start it?" "Nooo." I smiled as Loie ran to daddy "Hope tossed dirt at me daddy!" Daddy leaned in and kissed me as we laughed.