Untitled II
by jayson
Discription: Scott is 21 years old. Sandy blonde short curly hair. Iceberg blue eyes. 5'5" tall. Medium build (just enough to look great no matter what he wears.)
Gone. She was gone. She'd dropped him off on the side of the road and told him it was over. Now he was walking home in the pouring rain. Sick, thats what he felt, truely ill. It was bad enough that he'd had a cold before walking in the rain, but now he was numb. ahhhhhESHOOO!HUHSHOO! aaaaAHHCHOO! Rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, he realized it was useless, his sleeve was more wet then his nose.
"I can't wait to get home, a nice warm shower, and then bed. Its brillahhh...ahhhhhh....AHHHCHOO! brilliant! AHHUHSHOOO! *sniff*. Damn it! That's starting to hurt," pausing for a moment Scott realized he was talking to himself and started laughing at the irony. Finally, arriving at home, Scott took a quick shower and went straight to bed.
'Hello, Scott.' Scott turned around suddenly, surprised to see his girlfriend sitting there on the bed next to him.
'Chrysti what are you doing here?'
'You're sick, Silly. I came to make sure you would die.'
'What?'
'I said I came to make sure you were fine.'
'No you didn't. You said you wanted me to die.'
'Oh, Scott, you silly, why would I say that?'
'Because I was late for our date.'
'It happens, Sweetie, don't think anything of it. Now here. Drink this.' Chrysti said holding out a steaming mug of tea.
'Thanks, I'm so glad you're not mad at me anymore.' Scott said sipping the tea.
'Who said I wasn't mad?'
'But you aren't, are you?'
'Of course I am, Silly. I just poisoned you.'
'What...'choking Scott was unable to finish his question. The icyness of death taking hold of him. It was so cold. He could feel the ice- numbing fingers take hold of him and pull him down, struggling seemed to make it worse. All he could hear was Chrysti's twisted laugh as he was pushed into the icy fortress of Death, himself.
"no.No. NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!"Sitting up quickly, he looked around his room. "It was a dream, just a dream. Ugh, its freezing in here." Shivering, he pulled all of the covers up around himself and walked over to the thermostat. The heater was already on. 'Nevermind then,' he thought walking back to his bed. 'My life sucks.' ESHOO! ahhhh...ahhh..AHCHOO!HUHSHOO!AHHHSHOOOOO!
Grabbing a tissue off his bedside table and putting it to his nose, he blew softly, a feeling of loneliness fell over him as he drifted off to sleep.
Scott awoke later in the day to someone talking on the phone, "Don't worry Mrs. Corso, he's fine, the power must have gone out due to the storm yesterday and thats why he didn't answer. Okay I'll tell him. Bye."
Scott climbed out of bed, pulled on a robe and headed for the kitchen. "Was that my mom?"
"It lives! And yes it was. How was your date last night?"
"I don't want to talk about it." Scott walked past her to the fridge, and poured himself some juice.
"Awww, come on. I'm your bestest friend in the whole wide world and you won't tell me," she said pouting.
Scott looked over at her. Her brown hair, green eyes, sport-build frame looked better than ever now that he was single. What was he thinking, this was Nikki, his best friend since they were two, 'Ugh, I must be sick.' "You really want to know...she dumped me. There! That's how the date went," Scott left the kitchen and headed for the couch in the living room, leaving Nikki speechless.
"She dumped you? Holy crap, Scott, are you okay?" Nikki came and sat down next to him.
"Of course I am. How are you?"
"Robert Scott Corso! Don't you dare lie to me!"
"Nikki, I don't want to talk about it. Its over and..ahhhh...ahhhhh.." Nikki watched as his words faded, his breath hitching and his nostrils flared..."AHHCHOOO!eeeeSHOOO!ahhhhSHHHHH" running to the bathroom, Scott grabbed several tissues trying to smother the last one. When he finished, he realizing Nikki was standing in the doorway laughing at him. He turned around, grinning sheepishly at her.
"Oh no you don't. Don't give me that innocent smile. You know perfectly well you did that on purpose."
"I did not! I happen to have a cold." Scott could feel his mood lighten as he remembered how much his sneezing turned Nikki to puddy in his hands.
"I'm sure that didn't make the date go any better." Grabbing the box of tissues, they both returned to the couch.
"Well, the date would have gone fine, had I not been late. I fell asleep on the couch and forgot to set my alarm, and so I was late." They both sat in silence. A long awkward silence. The kind where only the cricket chirps and then the cricket suddenly realizes he's the only one making noise so he stops and then there's nothing. Yeah a long awkward silence.
Scott looked up at Nikki, seeing kindness in her beautiful green eyes. They were the color of emeralds, so beautiful, so clear...HUHSHOO! ahhhhCHOO!ahhhhhSHHHH! "God bless you, Sweetie."
"Thanks," he could feel the congestion building in his sinuses, "I'm going to go take a shower, make yourself at home." Rising from the couch, he headed toward his bedroom.
"You know I always do," Nikki said, grabbing a magazine off the table and flipping through the pages. As soon as the bedroom door shut, she breathed a sigh of relief. `Damn his sneezes are hot. I so almost melted back there.' Nikki couldn't help but remember the night she told Scott how much she loved his sneezing. Ever since then he would occasionally induce for her. `God, any girl that gets Scott is the luckiest woman on Earth.'
"You know maybe its better that Chrysti and I aren't dating anymore." Scott's voice came from his bedroom a few minutes later. "Its not like she was ever nice to me. Its not like I actually cared about her. Its not like...ahhhhhhheSHOO! huhh...huh...huhhhhhAHHHSHHHHH! ahhhhSHHHHH! ehhh...ehhhhhhh.ehhhhhhhhCHOO!" Nikki was unable to say anything. Her body was burning all over. Everything seemed to be tingling. She couldn't think straight, and without even realizing it she was walking into his bedroom and pinning him on the bed. "Nik, what are y..." She was kissing him deeply, unable to stop herself. She wanted him and she wanted him NOW.
Scott had regretted breaking up with Chrysti until this precise moment. The girl he'd had a crush on since they were in ninth grade, when the hormones had hit and puberty had reached its peak, was making out with him. How could his cold turn her on so much (as she was obviously turned on)? But of course...his sneezing...thinking of which his nose began to tickle again, "Nik...wait," he panted, "I'm going to sneehhhh...ehhhh..." she pulled back quickly watching his expression. He was simply adorable...his face all scrunched up, his eyes closed lightly, his mouth half open and his nostrils flaring..."EEESHHHHHH! huh....huhhhh......HUHSHOOO! AHHCHOO!ahhhhsSHHHH! Shit! Nikki, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to sneeze on you," Scott turned a bright shade of red as he realized what he'd done.
Nikki collapsed happily on top of him, "If I wasn't so set on no sex before marriage, your ass would've been mine." Hearing the words come out of her mouth, Nikki suddenly grasped their situation. "Oh my God, Scott, I'm so sorry."
"Don't be, I should have asked you out way before I even met Chrysti. Look, Nik, the thing is, is that I really love you and I guess what I'm saying is....will you go out with me?"
"After an attack like that I'd be stupid to say no....I mean of course I will since you're such a great guy." Both shared a laugh until Scott's breath began hitching again.
"Well, get ready, because I think I..ahhh..ahhhhh...gunna sneeze! AHHSHHHHHH!"
THE END
He's mine! ALL mine! Any reference to actual characters out there was not meant to happen. (I'm experimenting with this one. Need feedback. The beginning is a bit the same, but there's more added so please read it and give it a chance.)