Hey evryone. This is the revised version of my story. Lots of thanks to pensnest for the help,it's much appreciated.
Happy Trickyfish day!
Title- 'Late night calls'
‘Late night calls’
A shrill ringing startled him awake. Groaning quietly into his pillow, he put he put his hands over his ears in vain, trying to bloke out the noise. Unfortunately it just seemed to get louder.
He forced his eyes to open. Looking over at the bedside table, he read the flashing red numbers on the clock. Immediately he felt his mouth dry as a lump formed in his throat, panic washing over him.
Convinced it must be an emergency – God, he thought, did somebody die? – Lance reached out a trembling hand for his cell phone.
“Yeah?” he croaked, voice rich with sleep.
A high pitched and keening laugh was all Lance could hear. The person on the other end hiccupped, trying to catch his breath from laughing so hard.
It was a really ugly sound, Lance decided.
“Ok, so wait a minute,” the person on the other end said. Lance heard him once more suck in a few more deep breaths.
“Asshole! It’s 4:15 am. I was worried. I thought you were calling because of an emergency, or something,” Lance grumbled, feeling more awake.
“Dude, seriously. I don’t even know where to start. This is gold, Bass,” he gasped out, laughing.
“Chris, I suggest you start talking, or I’m going to hang up.”
“Ok, so first, you were in a porn shop. Then I heard you threw your jacket onto some candles, and set it on fire. All because it sounds like you were holding one mighty dildo.”
Lance sank further into the mattress.
“Correct me at any point Bass,” he said laughing once more on the other line.
“I was wondering how long it was going to take you to call up and humiliate me. Although, Chris, I have to say, you are getting kind of slow on the uptake. It happened, like, three days ago. Normally you would have been in touch within a few hours,” Lance said, grimacing into his pillow.
“I would have called earlier, but I was too busy laughing my ass off. I phoned you the second I could stop laughing long enough to dial your number.”
Lance could hear another onslaught of giggles begin.
“Lance, man. Really this is the funniest thing I have heard in a real long time. I couldn’t make these kinds of things up, even if I tried really hard and drank lots of coffee.”
“I’m glad my own boyfriend finds my embarrassment so amusing. That’s nice, Chris, really.”
Chris had calmed a little, but Lance could still hear the smile in his voice.
“Baby what I wont to know is, did you get the dildo? It looked like fun.”
After hearing Chris snicker once more, Lance said, “Ok, well fuck you. Good night.”
“I love you,” Lance heard Chris choke out between laughs, before he hung up.