In ♥ With A Tomboi: 09

Izzy's POV:

I can't believe Joey got me another gift! It's so cute! And he even asked me to go out with him. Well, not exactly, the others are coming, but at least I'll get to spend some time with him. Tonight I went dressed as I usually do, my tomboy clothes. I wanted to dress in something more girly, but that would just make me feel weird. So, anyway, I got dressed in a black tank top, with a black hoodie and some baggy pants and a pair of all star converses.

Joey picked me up with his friends and we went to the best burger joint in Cali, Father's Office. I heard it's the cleanest restaurant ever. I've never been there, so I have like no idea what it's like. When I went in, I heard some jazz music playing and some voices. We sat down at a table and when our food was served, I immediately started eating. I noticed all the guys staring at me.

"What? I'm hungry." I said with my mouth full of burger.

They all just shrugged and started eating as well. After we ate, we went bowling. I never bowled before, so I didn't know how to play. But, Ben and Joey taught me how. At first, I couldn't even get the ball to hit the pins even once, but then I started getting the hang of it and I started winning. The guys thought I hustled them again. I'm glad I didn't know how to bowl, because I did then Joey would've never taught me. And if he never taught me, then I would've never gotten to stand so close to him. He was standing behind me, holding my hand and trying to show me how to do it. It was even harder for me to do it then, because my hand was shaking so hard.

Then after that we went to a night club. I had even more fun there. I noticed Joey and Ben were having some sort of drinking contest. They were something out of a tiny little glass. It was one of the smallest glass I've ever seen. They were trying to see who could drink the most of whatever was in the tiny glasses. It was Ben who won. Then when he went to puke, I had a little taste of what the drink was. And then I couldn't stop drinking it, it tasted awesome.

But, then I started feeling weird. I went over to Joey, who was with Ben and the others.

"Hey, Joey, what is this?" I asked him.

"Oh, Izzy, please tell me you didn't drink it." he said.

"Why? Is it poison?" my voice sounded so weird.

"Guys, she drank it too!" even Joey's voice sounded weird.

I felt the whole room spinning and I felt like puking as well.

"Oh no, I think she's gonna-" Ben was cut off.

I started vomiting all over the floor. I felt sick to my stomach.

"Oh great! Now we've got another problem!" said Dan.

"Come on, let's go home now." Craig replied.

We left the club and started going home. I was walking next to Joey.

"Joey, my head hurts!" I complained.

"I know, it'll get better in the morning, ok?" he said.

I just merely nodded my head. When we got to the front of my house, Joey looked at me.

"Sorry, I got you into this mess." he said softly.

"It's ok." I replied.

He brushed my hair back. I was holding his shoulders for support. Joey and Ben helped me to my room; it was a good thing mom and dad were asleep already. Joey picked me up and set me down on my bed. He was about to leave, but I grabbed his arm. His face was hovering above mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and said, "Joey, thank you, I had a lot of fun tonight."

"Ok, you're welcome." he said.

I think he kissed my forehead, but I don't remember. After Joey left I fell into a deep slumber. When I woke up the next morning, my headache was not gone. I had little clue of what happened last night. All I remember was Joey and helping me back at the night club. I smiled as I remembered how he carried me to my bed and made sure I got home safely. I'm pretty sure if he was someone else, he would've just left me somewhere lying on the street.

Anyway, I decided to take a long and cold shower. After I came out, I laid down on my bed with my pink towel wrapped around my body. I held the small teddy Joey gave me in the air over my head. I looked at it and smiled. I kissed it all over, imagining it to be Joey. God, I loved him so much! I can't go a day without thinking about him, probably not even a second. Oh how I wished he felt the same way. Why can't he like me back? Why? He doesn't have to love me, at least like me. Why?

A/N:

Izzy's Outfit:
http://www.polyvore.com/izzys_outfit_ch/set?id=23543788