Crushing on Kyah (BoyxBoy)

Chapter six - LOL, we only stranded you in a ditch...

 *Sexual content*

"What?" I ask slowly, afraid to look down. 

"And why do you have 'bootiful' written on your chest? Wait, why don't you have a shirt?"

I look closely at Kyah, he can't have gotten away clear!!! That's not fair! Some of his hair is sticking out. "Turn your head for a minute."

He turns his head and I almost burst out laughing. Ok, he didn't get away clear... 

The back of his head is filled with girl stuff, little clips and shit. His shirts are tied at the back, making it only go down half the way. On the bare skin, he has a big love heart with Kyriss written in the center. 

"What? What did they do?"

"Well... let's just say we have a nickname..."

He looks at me confused, "What is this about?"

I pass him the note that was on the car seat in front of us. He reads it and I watch as his jaw drops. "Oh those bitches! I'm going to kill Caleb!"

I laugh and pull him to me. I grab his shirt and pull it down. I run my hand through his hair and all the clips and pink stuff fall out. He looks at the objects now surrounding him. "W-were those in my hair?"

"Yep," I laugh.

He scowls and gives me a death glare. "We better find your pants..." he whispers the next part but I catch it, "unfortunately."

"So, do you have your phone?"

He searches his pocket, "I think I left it at home," I glare at him, "What?? I was tired!"

I kiss him and pull back, "You still tired?"

He kisses my chest, "Not particularly."

He searches for something under the seats, on the chair, everywhere, and eventually stops. He smiles happily and holds out my jeans. 

I fist pound, "THANK YOU! No shirt, phone or keys?"

He shakes his head with a crinkled nose, "Sorry."

He takes of the flanny and holds it out for me.

(A/N: A flanny is a nickname for flannelette shirt in Aust. just so you know, if you didn't :)

I smile and grab it off him. I put it on, it’s straining a little against my muscles, but, it’s better than nothing. "Thank you."

"Um... Did you want to try pants or....?"

I feel myself blush a little. "Yeah...."

I go to grab them but he grabs them first and dangles them, "Ditch school with me?"

I laugh at the irony, "Well... When in a ditch...."

He laughs and throws me my pants. I slide the jeans on and put my shoes on again. "Wanna find a diner?"

"Sure," I say while opening the door and jumping out. As my bare feet hit the grass, it feels more like slush and water slashes up all over me. Ankle deep.... Great. 

I talk to him while he's still getting out of the car, grabbing the door frame. "Hey, I'm going to lock the doors. We won't be able to get back in but we can find a phone and get someone to get us then we can get the keys."

Kyah gets out the other side but there's only slippery grass. I lock all the doors and pull him close to my side as we walk up the ditch.

We walk up the road, hand in hand. A restaurant comes into view and we slow down.