Author's Note: xin chào guys! Sorry this took a while, I've been sorta busy- studying and whatnot.
Cal: *COUGHS*
Me: What? .... What?!
Cal: EHEM...
Me: I HAVE been studying!!!
Cal: Oh but of course! And I suppose bạn weren't making fanvids then, hm?
Me: ...
Cal: That's what I thought. Ok, so as usual, the hyperactive ball of fluff who wrote this does not own my ass, nor Gillian's nor anyone else's. Except for maybe the taxi driver. She can have him.
Me: Oh yeah, that's right I forgot, bạn already have dibs on Gillian's ass!
Cal: *glares* Just let the readers read, woman! And review, cuz she likes getting those!
Me: Yes I do. Alright then, on with the story!
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Three vodkas and an indefinite amount of Mike's Hard nước chanh later Cal and Gillian were officially classified at what is called being 'buzzed.' They weren't exactly drunk off their asses, but they weren't very careful about letting inhibitions flow out of them.
"You know what Gillian?" đã đưa ý kiến a drunk Cal, eyes hazy and hair slightly messy.
"Hmmmm?" asked Gillian, whose cheeks were rosy indicating she was every bit as much drunk as Cal was.
"You... are totally... awesome." he stated as he started to laugh. She started to laugh a drunk laugh as well.
"Oh my God, bạn too!!" she đã đưa ý kiến cracking up. They both laughed drunk as they both took their glasses of rượu vodka, vodka and raised them.
"To the unicorn in my study!" announced Cal.
"To the unicorn!" she laughed as she downed her glass in one gulp.
"Wow. You're good!" đã đưa ý kiến Cal amazed at her drinking abilities.
"I'm a pro. Maybe I can teach bạn young grasshopper." she giggled as she put the glass down on the counter.
"That's hot." Cal đã đưa ý kiến grinning as he stared at Gillian.
"You know what else is hot?" she asked. Cal leaned in curiously.
"What?" he asked waiting for her answer like a five năm old awaiting the end of an adventure story.
"You!" She tilted her head back in laughter as he did the same. Both laughed for about 15 giây before finally being able to stop.
"H-hey, we should go." he told her, now smiling.
"But Caaaaaal, we can't... drive!" she đã đưa ý kiến slowly seeing as she had to think before answering.
"That's why they have taxi's! And I thought bạn were the smart one." he laughed and she let out a giggle.
"Alright lets gooooo." she đã đưa ý kiến as she stood up to leave. Cal swayed a little and reached into his wallet to pay for the drinks and meal. Gillian laughed.
"Can bạn even walk, Cal?!" she asked incredulously while laughing at his swaying.
"I'm perfectly c-capable of doing so." he replied, tripping slightly phía trước, chuyển tiếp as he đã đưa ý kiến so, causing him to bump into Gillian who caught him as they both laughed. Cal's head was buried in her neck and shaking with laughter causing her to feel like the room was suddenly warmer. She lightly pushed Cal off of her and put his arm around her neck and put her hand on his waist.
"I can walk bạn know." he đã đưa ý kiến smiling.
"Apparently not!" she chuckled back.
Cal asked the valet to call a taxi and keep the cars of "Cal Lightman" and "Gillian Foster" until they could come pick them up the tiếp theo day. They waited for about five phút until the taxi arrived.
"Get in." Cal opened the door for Gillian.
"Thank you, sir." Gillian laughed softly. Cal grinned and walked in after her.
"Where to?" asked the taxi driver, gruff voice, probably in his mid 40s.
"You can stay over at my place. Emily won't mind." Cal told Gillian.
"Cal, I couldn't-"
"Yes bạn could." he said, not still completely aware of what he would let out.
"Alright, one night won't hurt." đã đưa ý kiến Gillian smiling.
"There we go!" đã đưa ý kiến Cal grinning, as he hugged Gillian, obviously still mildly drunk.
"Sorry to interrupt the tình yêu fest, but I do need an address." stated the taxi driver.
"Oh, yea, right. 2457 Eastwood Lane." Cal told him, smiling as he felt Gillian cuddle up to him, probably pretty drunk herself.
"Got it." đã đưa ý kiến the taxi driver as he began his way over to Cal's house.
In the meanwhile, Cal and Gillian were in the back of the taxi cuddling. It was still unknown to Cal how she had gone from sitting tiếp theo to him to her legs being over his lap as she had her 'squish mitten' against his right thigh, with her arms wrapped around him. Then again, what was HE doing?! He surely should have noticed his hand on her back holding her up against him and his other hand on her waist. And how could he forget how his face had suddenly gone from the openness of a taxi to having his nose press gently against Gillian's soft neck and moving upwards so he could whisper things in her ear he was pretty sure he wasn't aware he was saying, but he knew he probably meant, seeing as Gillian was giggling against him. It wasn't a giggle like the bar however. It had a somewhat thêm suggestive tone, making his subconscious wonder what the hell he could be possibly telling Gillian.
The taxi driver coughed, but when he saw that he went unnoticed, he tried coughing louder. That didn't work. He sighed.
"Alright bạn two, if you're gonna do something, please don't do it in here. I really don't want to have that image in my mind. bạn can get off now, we're here." he đã đưa ý kiến a little loudly to get their attention.
Cal and Gillian looked up at the man smiling apologetically as Cal paid the taxi driver and got out, leaving the door open for Gillian.
"Sorry for your troubles." he đã đưa ý kiến smirking to the taxi driver. The man smirked back and told Cal to take good care of Gillian before leaving.
Gillian waited for Cal to open the door, and then followed him inside. It was very dark in the house so they couldn't see past their hands. This caused Gillian to bump into Cal and they both fell onto the floor, with Gillian on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Cal, laughing in the darkness. It was then that a light illuminated their surroundings.
"Dad? Gillian??" asked Emily, who didn't look very sleepy for a young teenager who was supposed to be in giường three hours ago.
Cal and Gillian stood up as they both dusted themselves off and looked up at Emily.
"Aren't bạn supposed to be asleep?" asked Cal, the effects of the alcohol slowly diminishing.
"How am I supposed to sleep when bạn guys are falling on hàng đầu, đầu trang of each other? Literally!" đã đưa ý kiến Emily in a 'duh' tone of voice.
"Gillian's gonna spend the night here. That ok with you, kiddo?" Cal asked Emily permission, although he was sure it'd be fine. Emily never had a problem with Gillian. She actually liked Gillian very much.
"Yeah, course! Just don't, like.... DO anything................" she said, implying certain things that shouldn't have been implied bởi his fifteen năm old daughter. She saw Cal and Gillian flash a glance at each other before they both looked down, a blush appearing on both their cheeks, clearly not from the alcohol this time.
"Go to sleep." Cal said, trying not to look as flustered as he could.
"Alright, I just hope I'll be able to. Hopefully there won't be any noise-"
"Emily! Please just go." Cal told her, obviously feeling very awkward at Emily's bình luận and as he somewhat started to remember what the conversation in the taxi had been about.
"Fine. Night dad! Night Gillian!" she đã đưa ý kiến running upstairs.
"Night!" both Cal and Gillian said. After they heard Emily's bedroom door close, they both sat on the couch.
"So...", started Gillian, "I'll sleep on the couch, then. Do bạn have any blankets?" Cal looked at her with an incredulous look on his face.
"Gillian, don't be ridiculous, I'll sleep on the couch. bạn can take my bedroom." he told her.
"Cal, I can't do that to you. I'll sleep on the couch." she replied.
"No." he đã đưa ý kiến stubbornly.
"Yes." she replied just as stubborn.
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Wait!", stopped Gillian; Cal paused, "Why don't we both take your bed? I don't bite, I promise." she smiled.
"Alright fine... but I call the big pillow!" Cal đã đưa ý kiến quickly, smirking.
"And bạn ask ME how old I am." she đã đưa ý kiến giggling as she stood up and started walking towards the stairs. He grinned and walked after her.
"You'd be surprised what the answer is." he đã đưa ý kiến as he followed her into his room and closed the door behind him.
Cal: *COUGHS*
Me: What? .... What?!
Cal: EHEM...
Me: I HAVE been studying!!!
Cal: Oh but of course! And I suppose bạn weren't making fanvids then, hm?
Me: ...
Cal: That's what I thought. Ok, so as usual, the hyperactive ball of fluff who wrote this does not own my ass, nor Gillian's nor anyone else's. Except for maybe the taxi driver. She can have him.
Me: Oh yeah, that's right I forgot, bạn already have dibs on Gillian's ass!
Cal: *glares* Just let the readers read, woman! And review, cuz she likes getting those!
Me: Yes I do. Alright then, on with the story!
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Three vodkas and an indefinite amount of Mike's Hard nước chanh later Cal and Gillian were officially classified at what is called being 'buzzed.' They weren't exactly drunk off their asses, but they weren't very careful about letting inhibitions flow out of them.
"You know what Gillian?" đã đưa ý kiến a drunk Cal, eyes hazy and hair slightly messy.
"Hmmmm?" asked Gillian, whose cheeks were rosy indicating she was every bit as much drunk as Cal was.
"You... are totally... awesome." he stated as he started to laugh. She started to laugh a drunk laugh as well.
"Oh my God, bạn too!!" she đã đưa ý kiến cracking up. They both laughed drunk as they both took their glasses of rượu vodka, vodka and raised them.
"To the unicorn in my study!" announced Cal.
"To the unicorn!" she laughed as she downed her glass in one gulp.
"Wow. You're good!" đã đưa ý kiến Cal amazed at her drinking abilities.
"I'm a pro. Maybe I can teach bạn young grasshopper." she giggled as she put the glass down on the counter.
"That's hot." Cal đã đưa ý kiến grinning as he stared at Gillian.
"You know what else is hot?" she asked. Cal leaned in curiously.
"What?" he asked waiting for her answer like a five năm old awaiting the end of an adventure story.
"You!" She tilted her head back in laughter as he did the same. Both laughed for about 15 giây before finally being able to stop.
"H-hey, we should go." he told her, now smiling.
"But Caaaaaal, we can't... drive!" she đã đưa ý kiến slowly seeing as she had to think before answering.
"That's why they have taxi's! And I thought bạn were the smart one." he laughed and she let out a giggle.
"Alright lets gooooo." she đã đưa ý kiến as she stood up to leave. Cal swayed a little and reached into his wallet to pay for the drinks and meal. Gillian laughed.
"Can bạn even walk, Cal?!" she asked incredulously while laughing at his swaying.
"I'm perfectly c-capable of doing so." he replied, tripping slightly phía trước, chuyển tiếp as he đã đưa ý kiến so, causing him to bump into Gillian who caught him as they both laughed. Cal's head was buried in her neck and shaking with laughter causing her to feel like the room was suddenly warmer. She lightly pushed Cal off of her and put his arm around her neck and put her hand on his waist.
"I can walk bạn know." he đã đưa ý kiến smiling.
"Apparently not!" she chuckled back.
Cal asked the valet to call a taxi and keep the cars of "Cal Lightman" and "Gillian Foster" until they could come pick them up the tiếp theo day. They waited for about five phút until the taxi arrived.
"Get in." Cal opened the door for Gillian.
"Thank you, sir." Gillian laughed softly. Cal grinned and walked in after her.
"Where to?" asked the taxi driver, gruff voice, probably in his mid 40s.
"You can stay over at my place. Emily won't mind." Cal told Gillian.
"Cal, I couldn't-"
"Yes bạn could." he said, not still completely aware of what he would let out.
"Alright, one night won't hurt." đã đưa ý kiến Gillian smiling.
"There we go!" đã đưa ý kiến Cal grinning, as he hugged Gillian, obviously still mildly drunk.
"Sorry to interrupt the tình yêu fest, but I do need an address." stated the taxi driver.
"Oh, yea, right. 2457 Eastwood Lane." Cal told him, smiling as he felt Gillian cuddle up to him, probably pretty drunk herself.
"Got it." đã đưa ý kiến the taxi driver as he began his way over to Cal's house.
In the meanwhile, Cal and Gillian were in the back of the taxi cuddling. It was still unknown to Cal how she had gone from sitting tiếp theo to him to her legs being over his lap as she had her 'squish mitten' against his right thigh, with her arms wrapped around him. Then again, what was HE doing?! He surely should have noticed his hand on her back holding her up against him and his other hand on her waist. And how could he forget how his face had suddenly gone from the openness of a taxi to having his nose press gently against Gillian's soft neck and moving upwards so he could whisper things in her ear he was pretty sure he wasn't aware he was saying, but he knew he probably meant, seeing as Gillian was giggling against him. It wasn't a giggle like the bar however. It had a somewhat thêm suggestive tone, making his subconscious wonder what the hell he could be possibly telling Gillian.
The taxi driver coughed, but when he saw that he went unnoticed, he tried coughing louder. That didn't work. He sighed.
"Alright bạn two, if you're gonna do something, please don't do it in here. I really don't want to have that image in my mind. bạn can get off now, we're here." he đã đưa ý kiến a little loudly to get their attention.
Cal and Gillian looked up at the man smiling apologetically as Cal paid the taxi driver and got out, leaving the door open for Gillian.
"Sorry for your troubles." he đã đưa ý kiến smirking to the taxi driver. The man smirked back and told Cal to take good care of Gillian before leaving.
Gillian waited for Cal to open the door, and then followed him inside. It was very dark in the house so they couldn't see past their hands. This caused Gillian to bump into Cal and they both fell onto the floor, with Gillian on hàng đầu, đầu trang of Cal, laughing in the darkness. It was then that a light illuminated their surroundings.
"Dad? Gillian??" asked Emily, who didn't look very sleepy for a young teenager who was supposed to be in giường three hours ago.
Cal and Gillian stood up as they both dusted themselves off and looked up at Emily.
"Aren't bạn supposed to be asleep?" asked Cal, the effects of the alcohol slowly diminishing.
"How am I supposed to sleep when bạn guys are falling on hàng đầu, đầu trang of each other? Literally!" đã đưa ý kiến Emily in a 'duh' tone of voice.
"Gillian's gonna spend the night here. That ok with you, kiddo?" Cal asked Emily permission, although he was sure it'd be fine. Emily never had a problem with Gillian. She actually liked Gillian very much.
"Yeah, course! Just don't, like.... DO anything................" she said, implying certain things that shouldn't have been implied bởi his fifteen năm old daughter. She saw Cal and Gillian flash a glance at each other before they both looked down, a blush appearing on both their cheeks, clearly not from the alcohol this time.
"Go to sleep." Cal said, trying not to look as flustered as he could.
"Alright, I just hope I'll be able to. Hopefully there won't be any noise-"
"Emily! Please just go." Cal told her, obviously feeling very awkward at Emily's bình luận and as he somewhat started to remember what the conversation in the taxi had been about.
"Fine. Night dad! Night Gillian!" she đã đưa ý kiến running upstairs.
"Night!" both Cal and Gillian said. After they heard Emily's bedroom door close, they both sat on the couch.
"So...", started Gillian, "I'll sleep on the couch, then. Do bạn have any blankets?" Cal looked at her with an incredulous look on his face.
"Gillian, don't be ridiculous, I'll sleep on the couch. bạn can take my bedroom." he told her.
"Cal, I can't do that to you. I'll sleep on the couch." she replied.
"No." he đã đưa ý kiến stubbornly.
"Yes." she replied just as stubborn.
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Wait!", stopped Gillian; Cal paused, "Why don't we both take your bed? I don't bite, I promise." she smiled.
"Alright fine... but I call the big pillow!" Cal đã đưa ý kiến quickly, smirking.
"And bạn ask ME how old I am." she đã đưa ý kiến giggling as she stood up and started walking towards the stairs. He grinned and walked after her.
"You'd be surprised what the answer is." he đã đưa ý kiến as he followed her into his room and closed the door behind him.
