Devotion | By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Leyna’s Pov
While Nikki was in the shower, I sat on my bed Indian style and flopped back onto my back. Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts once again were brought to Paul. It was beginning to drive me nuts. Why couldn’t he just stay out of my mind? I already admitted that I like him, but what are the chances of that working out? Honestly it was a really slim chance. For one, he is my best friend’s dad, this could potentially tear Nikki and I apart if I even attempted a relationship with him, and besides, as far as I know, he still sees me as the little girl that his daughter is friends with.
He was amazing though. Long, dirty blond hair with brown eyes and muscle to spare. Not to mention he was tall, and to me, tall men are the best. They make you feel the safest; of course if you were like me, on the short side. How I wish I got my father’s genes in that department. I have to admit though, it was odd that I liked Paul, usually men who are big, which is more than half the roster and Paul himself, scare me. Why I’m not sure, I think it could be because of how small I am. Not to mention I am shy, so that doesn’t help.
Those brief moments that Paul was holding me earlier have really messed me up. He made me feel safe without even trying, and that was something that only my dad had ever accomplished. Again, those brief moments made me wonder what it would be like to be held by him on a regular basis. Just him and I cuddled up on the couch or on a bed. Crap, don’t think about him and a bed. Dirty thoughts be gone! Luckily I was saved from my thoughts at that moment when Nikki walked out of the washroom. I hadn’t realized that I’d been laying there for around twenty minutes.
“What are we doing today?” I asked, still looking at the ceiling. “Well, since we have the day off I was thinking about going shopping.” Please shoot me, seriously, someone please shoot me. I hate shopping with a passion. The only time I enjoy it is when I’m getting books, movies or music. “Do we really have to?” Please say no. “Yes, yes we do, I need some new jeans,” she said as she started to brush out her hair. “New jeans? Nik, you just bought new ones before we left Boston.” She rolled her eyes at me and gave a little huff. “I want a pair from every state Ley.”
Oh goody, now she’s collecting jeans! “Fine, I’ll go but I really want to eat first.” For a second, she looked in thought and I was almost horrified at what she could be thinking. “We’ll go to the mall and hit the food court, then we can go shopping.” She said as she grinned at me, all traces of that weird look gone from her face now. Talk about Nikki not acting right today, she was off badly and I wanted to know what had her so twisted up. Knowing her though, she was probably trying to decide what designer brand of jeans to buy when she got to the store.
“Ok, we’ll eat at the food court, but I want real food this time, Nikki, not that health food crap you tried to feed me last time.” I said as I pointed at her, just daring her to try and feed me that again. One thing about Nik was that she was on a recent health food craze, it was driving me crazy, not healthy. Rolling her eyes, she nodded and grabbed her make-up bag from her suitcase and headed back into the bathroom. Just great, at this rate it would be at least another hour before we got out of the hotel, and longer still to get to the mall. Deciding to go find a snack for now, I stood and looked into the bathroom to tell her I’d be out for a minute.
Did aliens or something abduct my best friend now? Nik was just standing there in front of the counter looking at herself in the mirror. I know it sounds normal, but she wasn’t moving, just looking at herself, that worried me. Something about the look on her face was making me wonder just exactly what was going on in her head. She gets deep in thought sometimes, but not like this, now I know I have to figure out what’s up with her. Deciding it’s a conversation best left for later tonight though, I put a smile on my face, “Hey Nikkikins, I’m gonna go grab some chips or something, want anything while I’m gone?”
Nik looked over at me quickly and smiled a little, “No thanks, I’m good for now, thanks though, Ley.” Yep, aliens have abducted her, and this is a robot made to look like her. Dropping it for now, I shrugged and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind me. I walked down the hall towards where I had seen a vending machine earlier. When I got there, a hilarious sight met me. Apparently, the machine didn’t like my father, because the pack of gum he was trying to get was stuck and he was shaking the machine and swearing at it.
“Aw Daddy are you having issues?” I said with a laugh. “Issues? No, I’m just going to kill this damn machine,” he growled as he shook it again. I looked at the machine and shook my head at my father. I walked up to the machine, punched a few buttons and out popped his gum. “How? You know what, never mind, thanks darling.” I smiled at him and nodded. I was a techno geek, my father and technology however did not get along very well. “What are you girls doing for the day?” I groaned and mumbled about going to the mall. He laughed at me, knowing that I hate going shopping, especially with Nikki because she dragged me around for hours.
I got my chips, dill pickle as always. I said goodbye to my dad and he gave me a hug, which I disappeared in. I made my way back to the room and found Nikki sitting on her bed waiting for me. Surprisingly she was ready, and I grabbed my purse and she grabbed the car keys and we were off.
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