My Brothers Best Friend

"Hey, I'll catch you later yah babe?" I nodded and kissed my best friend Tracy as she left. My mum was out for three weeks on one of those work trips so myself and my brother Dan had the house to ourselves.

Of course, my brother went over to sleep at one of his best friend Jimmy's house, and so Tracy came over and slept here. But that didn't last long, soon she was summoned by her little sis crying for her sister back. She'd already promised to come over again tomorrow to finish off the sleepover.

So, I was at home alone. Great. Not! The worst thing about it was that I hated the dark and now I had to sleep alone in it. I walked up to my room, grabbed the phone and jumped on the bed dialling my other friend Krissy's number. "Hello?"

"Hi, Krissy what you doin' tonight?"

"Nothing, why?"

"Well do you want to come over, you could spend the night?" I heard her giggle on the other end and knew calling her was a bad idea.

"You still do that crap? come on let's go out and have some real fun!" see I knew it.

"Um, I'm not sure," I mumbled back, already mentally cursing myself for this stupid choice. Why was I so needy?

"Oh, come on please, we haven't hung out in like ages please!" she begged with her baby voice until I couldn't say no even though I had offered to hang out just in a safer and legal way.

"Fine, but I'm leaving the second it turns eleven!"

"Yeah cool whatever, love you. I'll be right over...oh wait wear something...sexy...you do own something sexy right?" I didn't have any time to reply, my eyes already rolling. "Just try and make something work. See you in a bit!"

At that, she put the phone down and I knew where we were going. 'Purple Buzz' was the most famous club around here, and of course, it consisted of BEER, BOYS, AND SEX but no way was I doing any of those things.

NO WAY! If I got caught, that was any chance of a high league university. The last thing I needed right now.

I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out a dress my cousin had bought me last Christmas. This would be the first time I wore it. I walked out to the bathroom and slipped on the dress. The dark burgundy brought out the chocolate in my eyes and stopped just above my knee stuck tight to my skin and sleeveless. Great now I looked like a huge slut! I wasn't fat but I wasn't skinny, kind of in the middle and right now it felt like it had a purpose. My ass barely covered and my hips hugged into perfect curves that were dangerously close and a few burgers from spilling over into a rather unflattering shape.

The one thing I hated most was my chest, mostly they're small and never grabbed any attention but the exception was tonight. The dress had some padding around there and made them seem a little bit bigger, threatening to almost push them free from any support. Thankfully, God thought it was finally time to start directing fat there. I walked over to the bathroom mirror and applied my makeup.

I put a light brown shade for the base then a darker brown on top blending the two together. Moving my face closer to the mirror I applied my black eyeliner along with my mascara to add extra length to my eyelashes. Just when I was about to select my lip gloss the doorbell rang and I ran down to answer it.

"Hi Kri..." I stopped when I opened the door realising it wasn't Krissy it was him. "What the hell do you want?" you can't blame me for being rude this guy is a devil at it. His eyes dropped down my body, a look of shock in his eyes but within a second it was gone. Just looking at him brought a whole new meaning to rage!

"Well Tess I wonder who's the unlucky guy, oh wait you don't have one...so I'm guessing who's the unlucky guy who's so desperate that they'll pay you?" I narrowed my eyes and let the anger flush right out of me, his plump pink lips pulled tight into a smirk.

"Get lost dick wipe!"

The grin dropped from his face as a mocking look of hurt masked his features, "So rude, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Rolling my eyes, his face suddenly turned serious. "Look I can't bear looking at you so where's Dan?"

"He ain't here, he's at Jimmy's I'm surprised he didn't tell you since you're his best friend and all. Maybe Jimmy's got that position on a lockdown huh?" he put his toned hand through his dark brown shaggy hair. He made a mocking sigh. Like the ones when you make when you're shocked and I did the same before closing the door in his face.

"God, I hate him!" I said to myself as I turned to go upstairs. Adrian has been friends with Dan since before they could walk. He'd also been around to make my life miserable. When I was five, he dropped the teachers' mug and it smashed into tiny pieces and when she came back, he blamed it on me. I got three months of detention when I was in year seven to make up for it but it didn't stop there. Any chance he got he made sure to make a point of how pathetic my existence was.

Sure, he's three years older than me but god is he a dick! Every boy I have ever liked he just tells them stupid stories of me having done a voodoo spell to make them love me forever and ever. He even faked a few messages just prove how much of a stalker I could be.

But my retarded brother still remains his friend, any degrading crap that muttered its way into existence from his toxic mouth he denied.

Just as I was about halfway up the steps the doorbell rang again and I rolled my eyes back. What the hell does he want now?

"Look I told you Dan isn't her-"

"Hey!" Krissy cut me short and gave a twirl showing her bright pink dress off.

"Krissy! Hi" I said, surprised.

"Hi, who did you think it was?" she said sarcastically, I shrugged, and she walked in closing the door.

"So, what you think?" I looked down at her dress and gasped. It puffed out at the bottom when she spun, it reached just about her knee and became tight when it got to her chest bringing it out more. Sparkles covered the top; the dress was also strapless and zipped up at the back while mine zipped up at the side.

"You look amazing!" she gave a small giggle like I was stating the obvious and wrapped her red scarf around her shoulders. Her long black hair hung loosely in waves around her shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled as the light touched them.

"You ready?"

"Oh, nope just gotta comb my hair,"

"Ok but wear it down it looks way sexier like that," I smiled with a nod and ran up the stairs.

I pulled the blue bubble band out my hair and combed it out. My hair was a dark brown with strands of blond and red when the light hit it stopping just above my shoulders and was always naturally frizzy which I hated but couldn't do anything about now. I ran to my room and pulled out a pair of black high heels and a black scarf to wrap around me.

"Ok ready!" I said as I walked down the stairs towards her.

"Wow!" I never got a wow before.

But she didn't linger, instead, we moved outside, and I just remembered I hadn't put any lip gloss on.

"Wait, Krissy, I haven't got any lip gloss." Not that it mattered much but it wasn't like I got dressed up often, so why not go all out?

"Here," she opened her car door and handed me a dark red lip gloss, I applied it and got in her black BMW still marvelled at how much money her parents were willing to throw at a seventeen-year-old. "Thanks."

We got there around about nine thirty. As we walked in our voices were drowned out by the hammering music, we walked over to the bar and ordered our drinks, Krissy taking the lead. I never minded drinking anything that wasn't too strong but what started off with light cocktails turned into shots.

But to be fair, I spent most of the night denying her advances to get me to drink. The only problem was, her pouting and fake tears led me down a whole other path then was planned. After countless no's, the yeses started flowing.

Before I knew it, I was completely drunk and to make matters worse, Krissy was suddenly glaring like the hulk at someone past my shoulders. I gave her a questioning look or at least attempted too before turning around on my heel to see who it was, almost falling in the process.

"Oh shit. What the hell does he want now!?" Krissy groaned.

Yet it wasn't anger but frustration as I set my eyes on Adrian.

"Call him over! his Ho...tt...tt!" I nudged her and we both burst out laughing again. "Hey, you...yeah...you come, come!" I turned to look at him as his eyes met mine, my cheeks burning as Krissy's voice got louder. One minute she was fuming and the next suddenly finding the whole thing a total joke. Was she trying to ruin the night?!

I turned to face the bar again the minute he began walking towards us. Taking a swig of my drink, I tried preparing myself for what was to come.

"Hey, well I never thought you'd get drunk, he must have changed his mind huh?" He chuckled taking the seat next to me. I turned around and slapped his muscular chest like a child while he stood there grinning, completely unaffected at my attempt at violence.

"Shut up- I-I hate yo-you" I burst out laughing, the urge suddenly completely uncontrollable.

"I should take you home before you get yourself into trouble." He muttered, his eyes staring down at me intensely.

"Pff you can try! Lay a hand on me, I dare you." I shot back; my eyes narrowed into warning slits. At that he stayed silent, his eyes drinking me again before mumbling with the slightest hint of a grin.

"You ever drank Vodka?" my eyes turned to look at his chocolate brown eyes with some slight green in them which I never noticed before, mainly shocked at how he seemed to be edging on his best friends' sister to break the law more than I already was.

Toby would defiantly kick his ass for this . . . if he ever found out that is.

"Nope," I managed to mumble out.

And that single answer decided the fate of the rest of the night.

After six shots of vodka, he was wasted, and I was even more wasted. Krissy was on the dance floor dancing with some guy, making a point of grinding every and any body part up against him.

"You know you m-mad-made...m-my life crazy!" I shouted, slurring the words from my lips at him whilst laughing and he was leaning on the counter laughing too.

"I know! it was so much fun!" I punched him on the arm, actually proud when it seemed to have affected him this time. His hand automatically cowering over the spot I just hit. "What was that for?"

We both looked at each other and just like that burst out laughing again.

"We better get goin-going." I nodded and almost fell over if it hadn't grabbed his arm. We both continued to laugh the whole way home, our words making no sense. My head was spinning, my legs refusing to walk straight and not wobble like jelly. The fact that neither could Adrian was the only thing making it better, yet he seemed to carry himself far better. He placed his hand on my back to keep me balanced, his own balance seeming to be nothing of an issue for him.

"How...how comes you have balance...you're drunk too?"

"I'm used to it, you're not."

We really couldn't stop laughing. It was the first time I have ever laughed along happily with him let alone this hard.

"Where's....keys!" I demanded; my eyes narrowed as I tried searching while we stood outside in the cold air waiting until I could find them. "Here!" I yelled, holding the keys up in front of us, my eyes wide with pride.

Opening the door was a whole other feat, one that once again we found disgustingly funny until we fell in holding onto the door. "Home...sweet...home," I said as I walked over to the sitting room. "Water...I ...need water." I forced out, my hand suddenly wrapping around my throat as I swallowed what felt like razors.

I stood in the middle of the room as he suddenly left my side, rushing into the kitchen to fetch my water. "Here! your water ma 'lady!" he held the glass above his head, and I ran to him jumping up trying to get the glass desperate for just a sip.

"NO!" I screamed jokingly. "Please?"

The next thing I knew my foot got tangled in his and we fell back, my lips letting out a small scream. The glass landed on the floor next to our heads rolling under the couch but didn't break as the water made a little wet patch, turning the light beige carpet a few shades darker. We took no notice considering I was on top of him, my body moulding into his perfectly. He looked into my eyes and we stopped laughing, the humour suddenly sucked from the room as my skin started to buzz, the heat from the alcohol increasing. I looked down at his plump rosy lips. His bottom lip was fuller than his top and I had a crazy sensation to kiss him, the curiosity of the feel of his tongue against mine trickling away at my brain.

His hand moved up to my face pulling a strand of hair behind my ear and pausing with his fingers tucked deep into the loose strands, his thumb rubbing circles on my cheek setting my skin ablaze. I couldn't move my eyes away from his, they were stuck sending shivers through me, but the crazy thing is that I didn't want them to move. My hands lay in front of me on his chest, he moved his hand down to the floor where the other one was and without thinking, without truly grasping what the hell I was doing I went for it.

My lower regions suddenly throbbed, my thighs wanting to tighten around him until I grabbed his shirt and brought my lips down on his. Both his hands flew up and took grasp of my waist, pulling me tighter against him as I moaned into his mouth, feeling the smoothness of his lips against mine, his tongue asking for entrance until I pulled away gasping for air, confused and shocked.

"I have no idea why I did that," I whispered, my breath washing down his face. His eyes had darkened, his nails digging into the fabric of my dress through to my skin as my heart thumped against my chest. "Why did I do that?"

"Why did you stop?" he replied, his voice tight almost gruff as his eyes lowered down to my lips, his tongue racing across the bottom until his hand had leaped to the back of my head, pushing them back down against his.

Both of his hands traveled the length of my body grasping my waist, one hand moving slowly up my back before he pulled away, sense trying to claim his mind. "You're drunk and so am I, maybe we should sto-" he never finished what he was going to say, his words falling into dead silence as he stared at me. His eyes falling to my lips again and instead, he moved his hand to my face and pulled it down to his lips.

I felt his tongue poking at my bottom lip and I opened my mouth allowing him to smooth my tongue with his. The kiss turned stronger and stronger as he pressed our lips harder together until I could feel my own swelling. Pulling away, my breathing uneven, I stood to wait as he followed suit. His hands instantly wrapping themselves around me and pulling me against him, our lips entwining like that small break was far too long.

His hands moved down to my ass lifting me up, so my legs wrapped around his waist until I could feel cock pressing through the restraint of his jeans and against my drenched underwear. I tightened my arms around his neck pressing a little bit harder on his lips, wanting to get closer, wanting to ease the throb between my legs. He carried me upstairs to my bedroom and lay me slowly onto my bed. The weird thing about this was that a part of me actually knew what I was doing and didn't want to stop.

I wanted all of it. I wanted him to make me beg, to show me exactly how much better this night could get.

He laid himself on me making sure to balance his weight out on his elbows and began kissing my earlobe, his teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh as a pleasured moan escaped my lips. His sweet soft lips moved down my neck planting a trail of burning kisses stopping at my collarbone as his hand found the zip on the side of my dress waiting just a few seconds to see if I would stop him before pulling it down.

He lifted himself off me and stood on his knees as slowly pulled my dress off leaving me exposed to him. His eyes drank me in again, his lips parting slightly as he took me in. I couldn't help the way my cheeks burned red, my whole body feeling like I needed to scoot away from his glare.

I couldn't take it anymore; I just wanted his eyes anywhere else. Reaching up, I tangled my hands around his neck yanking him back down so that he was positioned back on top and took hold of the bottom of his shirt, taking it off to reveal his toned chiseled abs. My hands drifted around his chest feeling the soft yet hard tone of his muscles pressing against his skin before lifting myself up and bringing my mouth to his.

We fell back and he moved his hand so that it took hold of my left breast. I moaned louder this time when I felt the coldness of his hand against my warm skin. He kissed my neck again before moving down to my breasts murmuring an apology. He kissed the tender area around them teasing me as my insides screamed for more. His teeth quickly found my erect nipples, gently yanking with his teeth before sucking each one making sure to give both my breasts equal attention. My head rolled back into the pillow, muffling my moans as my hands shot up into my hair. I couldn't help tightening my thighs around him, my legs closing around his lower back trying everything to get closer.

He pulled away and looked at me with his hands resting on my pants line. His eyes burned like a fire waiting for my response, sending my whole being into overdrive. God, I want him. I want him so badly. I nodded quickly, a groan escaping my lips basically begging him to rip them from me. I grabbed his neck and pulled him down to me again and rolled him over, so I sat on top straddling him. I let my hands wander again, feeling his hardness pulse against my hand. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans pulling them off staring down at his erect cock still covered by the thin material of his navy Calvin Klein's. I leaned in and kissed his chest up to his lips, making sure to take my time enjoying the way his breathing heightened with each kiss, my tongue lashing out against his skin. I felt his hands move up and down my back until he rolled over again staring down at me with his jaw tensed, his eyes restrained.

"God I want you so bad," I breathed, his breath washing over my face as loose strands of hair blew back, sprawled across my pillow.

"Then take me."

He didn't waste another second, my words throwing him through hoops as a low growl filled the air around us. Within seconds his boxers were thrown across the room. He came back and my fingers got knotted up in his brown hair. I could feel him pressing up against my entrance, the tip of his cock begging to enter.

"Are you sure?" he asked again, his voice clipped.

Was I? I think so.

I wanted him, that was for sure, but I've never been with a guy. I had no idea what to do.

"I'm sure," I mumbled. He leaned back down, this time gently taking my bottom lip hostage between his teeth as his fingers found their way down to my centre, At first, my eyes shot open, shocked by the sensation of his fingers gently rubbing my clit. But the shock melted away, the electric thrill filling me up as he slowly pressed a finger into me and then another.

I couldn't help moaning into his mouth, the fire in my stomach raging as he sped up his rhythm adding another finger as my head tilted back and my back arched into him.

"Please," I forced out, his teeth freeing my lips as he pulled his hand free realigning himself against me once more. The minute he thrust into me, his mouth parted a groan overshadowing the gasp that left my mouth at the sudden burst of pain. My hands grabbed his back, my nails scratching him before letting one of my hands fall grabbing onto the sheets. He slowly moved against me, never fully removing himself, trying to ease the pain.

He stopped and looked down at me, "Are you ok? I can stop."

"No, I'm fine," I didn't even think about what I was saying. It was as if someone else took over. My moans came out full of pain mixed with pleasure and I heard a slight moan escape his lips, his eyelids fluttering closed as his lips fell back to my shoulder.

Just when I began to think the pain wouldn't leave it eased and he started moving faster. With each push, I could feel him going deeper and deeper. My moans came out faster and full of pleasure. I didn't want him to stop, something in me had erupted.

I buried my head in his shoulder and muffled my moans. I could feel myself tightening around him, milking him for more until I felt his body tense against me. His thrusts turned quicker, more desperate his voice low and tight as his lips slammed to mine. My own body felt like it was rising with him, my insides tightening as a wave rolled over me until a loud cry left my mouth, my skin shivering as I fell back against the mattress with him limp on top of me.

A few moments and he rolled off over as I lay my head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me, our breathing slowly tuning and going back to normal despite the rush in the air around us. For that time together I actually felt something strange that I'd never felt before... but I couldn't put my finger on what it was. Sleep was just around the corner and it took us both in our sweaty drunken states.

*

I woke in the morning with my head killing me. What did the hell happen? Sitting up, I placed my hand over my thrashing forehead, my duvet falling in a clumped mess around my waist. "Jesus what the hell happ-" my words cut short, my eyes snapping down to my body when I felt the cold nip of the air. "Why the am I naked?" I whispered, my eyes shooting straight up. A small groan next to me took me off guard as I slowly looked down. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, the sheets tangling in my legs and screaming. "Oh my god!"

"Tess, what the hell?" Adrian yelled, jumping to his feet and running for his boxers as I gripped the sheet to my still exposed chest.

"Wha...what are you doing in my bed with me naked?" he looked at me than at the bed then back to me.

"You don't remember?" I looked at him and then it all came rushing back to me. The club, the headache this morning, the falling over and...and the sex.

"OH MY GOD! Did I sleep with...with you? You mean I...I lost my virginity...t-to you?" I loosened my grip on the sheet and slammed my palm to my forehead. "Shit! Oh god no, no, no!" I muttered to myself.

I forced my eyes to look up at him. His face took on a shocked expression as if the realisation of what we did came hitting him in the face only now. "Fuck! I really did do you?"

My whole body tensed, my blood turning cold as I stood up walking over to him and bringing my palm down as hard as I could with every inch of strength in me. He backed away quickly, his hand jumping to his cheek as he rubbed the reddening patch forming. But still, his face looked distant like he wasn't really looking at me but lost elsewhere in thought. "Why the fuck did you do that?"

"Because you...you took my...my...you...I hate you...it couldn't of...but...Ah, why do you always make things so- ugh!" I moved away before I hit him again, tears threatening to spread down my cheeks as I tried blinking them away.

He looked at me and all of a sudden, a sharp pain spread across my abdomen. I let out a yell and fell to the ground clutching my stomach.

"Tess!" in seconds he was by me. "Are you ok? What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I mumbled not too sure what it was. His face suddenly drooped, his voice low and uneven as I'd never heard it before.

"I....really...Dan's little...I'm sorry...I didn't mean-" his voice was quiet and for a second, I believed the sorry until the end.

"You didn't what? Mean it?" I asked, trying to keep my own voice even as I looked into his shocked blue eyes, the green almost enveloping the blue completely. It seemed shocked was his chosen emotion lately. "That it was a mistake?"

I couldn't help snap, the pain in my words clear.

"I have to go," he ran to his jeans and top throwing them on in a hurry before shooting me a glance saying, "I'm sorry, but you have to get over it. It doesn't mean anything we were drunk, and I still hate you like you still hate me." His voice was a bare whisper, his eyes leaving mine as my own widened, my chest erupting in pain as my heart thrashed against it before he went running out leaving me alone in a heap on the floor.

The second I heard the front door slam closed I let the tears fall freely. How could he? His words hit so much harder than I thought he ever could, I don't even know why but it fucking hurts. Things could never go back to normal. And how the fuck was I meant to get over it? He took my virginity my enemy took it.

Adrian took it.

I know should feel angry, which I do, but part of me just feels hurt...like I've been used and then dumped. Why was I feeling like this?

I got up and dressed before calling Tracy to make sure we were still on for tonight. One way or another, life goes on. I then called Krissy and spent half an hour convincing her to come, I just said I had to talk to her about something that happened last night. At first, she thought it was about her not waiting for me before she left and I just simply told her I had already left before her.

Just around about five, my brother came in. "Hey, Tess! I'm home, what's up home girl?" I ran downstairs and hugged him tightly, for the first time I actually missed him. "Hey, I invited a few friends over for a sleepover as you like to put it. That cool?"

"Yeah, who are they?"

"Well Jimmy, Chris, Luke and Adrian" my heart stopped at the mention of his name.

All my mixed emotions towards him drifted away, I only had anger left. I didn't feel like crying. only like getting my own back. But deep down a part of me felt differently, it still cried except that part of it was buried too far down and too hold onto.

I nodded and made my way to my room. We only saw each other a few hours ago and now we were gonna see each other again. To be fair, after his reaction this morning and mine, I would have thought he would stay away even if for a bit longer. Wasn't he worried I'd tell Dan? Ugh let's be realistic, I was too chicken shit to say anything. But he wants to act as nothing happened then fine, we'll act like nothing happened but that didn't change the way my stomach seemed to flutter at the idea of seeing him again, but my heart twitched, a little broken.

Six came and the first to come through the door was Tracy.

"Hi!" I hugged her immediately, taking a long whiff of her cinnamon and spice scent and waved my hand to signal her to come in.

"Sooo...what happened that's so amazing?" a smile curved her plump full lips. She wore red lipstick that made her lips look even more full, her crystal eyes shining at me as her hair fell in braids over her shoulders.

"Believe me it IS NOT AMAZING." We made our way upstairs and she began rolling her green sleeping bag out on the wooden floor by the bed.

"Do we have to wait for Krissy or are you gonna tell me now and put me out of my misery?" I wanted to tell her the minute I saw her at the door, to be honest, I wanted to break down in her arms and cry it all out. A part of me I can't deny is really ashamed of what happened and the longer I can put it off, the better I feel in some weird warped kinda way.

Yet I still wasn't sure if all this resent me towards myself was actually because of me or because of him.

"Sorry, T but you gotta wait" Her forehead creased with a huff as I inwardly sighed with relief. A few more hours of putting it off.

"Fine" She mumbled as I forced a laugh, my smile barely holding. Half an hour later and she officially completed her best friend duty. My mind was torn away from the night before and my stomach was hurting from all the laughter, our music blaring out my brother and his friends.

Finally, the doorbell rang, and I had to fight the urge to race down and open it. A part of me was a little surprised that Krissy was actually on time...or close to it at least. But when was she ever? Pushing the pillows from my lap, I got up and hurried towards my door opening it just a little bit, just big enough so I could see my brother opening his door.

"Hey what you doin?" Tracy mumbled over a mouthful of popcorn.

"Shh," I hissed at her so that people wouldn't hear and look up. I held my breath as my teeth dug into my lower lip.

"Hi dude"

"Hi, my bro!" I breathed out relieved and closed the door again still confused as to why if I doubted it was Krissy, would I get up to check. Seeing his douche face would just throw me off all over again.

It was Chris.

I was relieved that it wasn't him, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I somehow...wished that it was him. I shook my head and walked over to Tracy. Her arms were crossed over her chest and she wore that mocking smile as I stood there with my eyes glued to the floor.

"So, who the hell is he? Chris? Jimmy? WHO?!"

"Just wait ok?"

"No way you like someone, so tell me!"

"OH. MY. GOD. I don't have a crush on any one of them it's...I'll tell you later." She dropped her arms and walked over to lay down on her sleeping bag sulking.

Her blonde hair was tied up in a neat ponytail, her braids made into a perfect hairband when she was bothered, her blue eyes shining. Just like before an hour or so later the doorbell rang, and I jumped off the bed to run and answer it, but Dan beat me to it. "It's ok, its Jimmy!" I sighed and walked back into my bedroom. When the fuck is Krissy gonna get her ass over here?

The thing that really pisses me off about my brother's friends is that, well, Chris and Jimmy look exactly the same apart from Jimmy having green eyes and Chris having blue. They both have really short blond hair and their both skinny, but they only have muscles on their arms. It was like every time they went gym; it was solely arm day. But above they were bland as fuck agreeing to everything and anything he said.

Adrian on the other hand...

No! Bad Tess! Don't you dare go there?

Luke at least was completely different from them and my brother. My brother has short black hair and was kinda chubby but not too much that you'll notice it if anything it played right into his strength. He had brown eyes too, but Luke had brown spikey hair with almond-shaped green eyes. He's like the gangster of their group if you could even call it that. The coolest thing about him had to be his lip ring. He's cool but he ain't my type. He's the laid back 'don't give a shit' one. Whilst the rest are all 'I need to get laid' and 'wow check the boobs out on her'.

Oh, and of course Adrian...that son a bitch. He always knows what buttons to press, what to say to set me off like a firework too close to home. It was actually sad to say that he had to be one of the few people on this planet that knew me well enough for that kinda shit to work. For him it's fun. Well, I don't think he'll be as annoying anymore.

Unless he can act.

"Jesus, I bet she'll get here at like midnight."

"She better fucking well not! cause I ain't answering the door if she does. She can sleep outside until morning." We kept chatting about previous dates. not that I've been on one because I really haven't. Only because 'someone' thought it'll be fun to make my life a living hell for seventeen years!

So, all I can do is laugh along with Tracy about her embarrassing dates. Half an hour later the doorbell rang again, and it was Luke. So, we just looked at some glam mags trying to pass the time with Tracy begging to know every few minutes. I couldn't be bothered to answer the door the third time when Luke rang. "I swear if I was born with Kiley's hips I would so...well you don't need to know."

"Yeah your right I don't," I shook my head trying to get the disturbing images of what she was about to say out of my head for good. I knew exactly what she would do because damn, I would too.

'RING, RING'I jumped off my bed for the third time and ran down to the stairs ready to scream a list of slurs at her. This was a perfect Krissy hour to show up.

"I swear if you were any later I would-" I stopped dead in my words, my mouth hung open as my eyes bulged from my head, all oxygen sucked right from my lungs as the color drained from my face.

How...but...I really didn't think it would be him...

"Adrian." I breathed; my voice unrecognizable to my own ears. I went completely numb staring into his whiskey brown eyes as they moved up to look at me and finally, I got myself together, a switch finally snapping on.

"Dan! your asshole friend is here!" I left the door open and walked up the stairs to my room never turning back to look at him. God, he looked sexy in the dark with only a porch light on. Snap out of it! I told myself as I moved back onto the bed.

Why did I act so...surprised at the door? I mean so what if it was him? I swear I was prepared to see him, again wasn't I? Who am I kidding, I'd never been ready to see him again after last night. I sighed and turned to look at the clock. Eleven forty-five. Well, I think it might be safe to say she wasn't coming. She could have at least had the decency to call and say it though.

As much as I tried, my mind kept drifting off to Adrian. It felt weird knowing that he's in the same house, two rooms down from mine after what happened yesterday.

"Helloo?!" Tracy yelled, snapping her fingers in front of my face.

"Huh?" I snapped back, my head shaking the daze off.

"Well, I think it's safe to say we've been stood up." I nodded my agreement and cleared my throat.

"Do you wanna go downstairs and watch somthin? cause I'm bored half to death." I offered, needing the distraction.

She sighed and closed her mag "Sure."

Time really does just pass by and I didn't even notice! Well Duh! when I opened the door and walked out my brother and his friends (the entire crew) stood facing us as we reached the stairs.

I could feel his eyes on me, burning holes as I fought the words to come from my mouth with ease. He would never know the hell going on in my head. No way. Not because of him anyway.

"No way! Tess, we came out first!" Brother protested straight away as I rolled my eyes back. I couldn't help but pass a quick glance over at Adrian for some crazed reason but the minute our gazes met, the heat around my body turned up about ten notches forcing me to look away.

"Don't even start on me Dan, I'm not in the mood," At first his eyebrow twitched upwards, looking at me like I was crazy before bursting into laughter at me and I really couldn't help but get into a stupid argument with him.

"Hey! Go screw yourself you ass."

"Well I planned to use the tv at this time since this morning, so the only real ass standing here is you for trying to steal that from me."

"Oh yeah? Well, I planned to use the tv last...um...last night at the club!"

"You went to a club?" he asked, his voice suddenly morphing into a tone of confusion and slight anger. My eyes widened, and I straightened my back trying to come up with a believable excuse. "You know what? Forget it, I don't need to know what happened."

"Yeah you really don't," I muttered to myself under my breath.

"Fine, I'll race you down there?" I nodded, what better way to settle this? Well, you can't blame me but I had to cheat. There was no point waiting for the countdown, he'd beat me hands down so instead I did what little sisters are good at. I cheated and ran down the stairs, my brother calling after me. "Hey, that's not fair!" I reached the living room but couldn't find the remote.

SHIT.

Paused on the spot, my eyes frantically raced around the living room, their footsteps bounding down the stairs.

I looked under the pillows and my brother following suit on the other sofa. Ah, where is it?! I swear it was here yesterday.

Everyone else was looking in from the doorway as me and my brother looked desperately for the remote. I turned around and looked under books and the table. I stood up and faced them as they were laughing.

"Ya know it wouldn't hurt you to help!"

"Hey, you're the one who started it." I gave Tracy the finger as a joke.

"I really hat...AH!" I screamed as my brother lifted me in the air and swung me round from nowhere, throwing me down on a mountain of pillows. I got to my feet and looked at where he was heading. Behind the sofa on the radiator was the red remote. "Tracy! there!" she looked to her right and ran to it, jumping over the armrest and throwing herself at the radiator, the remote pressed tightly to her chest as she rolled down to the ground with her legs kicking at Dan before he could reach her. Quickly spinning around and jumping to her feet she did a little dance, her hips swaying.

"Yes!" she screamed as she held the remote in her hand above her head. My brother stopped running and slapped his knee. I placed my hands on my hips and stuck my tongue out at him as I walked over to Tracy.

"Fine, what are you lot going to watch? I beg you to make it interesting." I turned around as Tracy whispered her show.

"No way please no!" I really didn't want to watch what she did but at the end of the say, she got it fair and square.

I turned over to the guys who were now sitting on the sofa. "She wants to watch..." I gulped down and finally got the courage and said, "She wants to watch Dynasty." All their eyes looked at me than at Tracy.

"What? I like it!" they all burst out laughing, Luke looked more annoyed than anything as my brother sulked and I switched the tv on and sat down next to Tracy on the other sofa. I tucked my legs under me and grabbed the bowl of popcorn.

"I love you."

"No, you don't I was just a someone who was willing to give you everything you wanted!"

"No! you're wrong!" I swear I almost fell asleep watching this. I mean how many times does he have to cheat on her before she finally figures out that he doesn't love her?

"Oh, for god's sake, please how many times is she gonna forgive him. he only wants her cause of sex!" Tracy turned to face me with a frown. "Sorry," I mumbled looking back at the tv. You know this is actually ironic. I mean if they changed the line to 'It was only a one-night stand' then it would be properly ironic.

Even though we weren't talking, the tension in the room was at a boiling point. At least for me. He was a few feet away and all I could do was think about him. It was taking everything in me to not look over.

Just then, to my lucky rescue, the doorbell rang. I hopped down and ran to answer it.

"Jesus! Where the fuck were you?"

"Not Jesus, but defiantly better. Sorry, I had to get something done," she said winking, pushing past me and into the house as I grinned knowing what she meant.

"Go upstairs and change, then come into the living room," she nodded and made her way upstairs.

The thing she had to get done was her boyfriend. But at this point in time, I'm taking a pretty good guess that he was her Ex.

Walking back into the living room, I sat down at my spot.

"Did Jesus arrive yet?" my brother said mocking me.

"Shut up, shit head." After Krissy came down and sat next to us, I felt Adrian's gaze on me, at this moment in time he was the only person who had that effect on me. His eyes on me had the hair on my arms rising.

When the film was finally over and we went back upstairs, I knew what I was in for. We'll all be stuck here for another two days.

"So hun, what was it you wanted to tell us?" Krissy said sitting on the bed with her blue bunny pjs. She was tying up her hair and then sat cross-legged on the bed, she gets to sleep on the bed or else she wouldn't come.

"Yah tell us!" Tracy made her way and sat down cross-legged on the bed too. She wore identical pjs as Krissy but just in pink.

I walked over to them wearing only my underwear and my bro's big dark blue t-shirt that reached just above my knee, well a little higher. I sat on the floor in front of them with my legs crossed. "Well I don't know how to say this so I'm just gonna say it, I lost my..." I looked down to the floor and tried to continue, but I just couldn't. The words seemed to die in my throat and my cheeks were turning red at just the idea of having to go into it. "I lost my vir-"

"Oh shit! you lost your V card!" Tracy's eyes widened and Krissy just looked at me with her mouth wide open.

"With...with...who?" her voice was low and shaky.

"Um... you remember at the bar?"

"No way!" Krissy yelled; her eyes wider than I had ever seen them. Tracy glared from Krissy to me waiting to be filled in and a second later, she was. "NOT Adrian!"

Just like that Tracy went flying off the bed as I nodded. The tears were already stinging the back of my eyelids, my hands weakly folded in my lap as I looked down afraid to look at them.

"Oh, so what?!" Tracy yelled suddenly, straightening up and hurrying over to me. She really was an angel; it was like she could sense whatever was going in my head before anyone else.

"Huh?" I mumbled,

"Come on it doesn't matter; it was one mistake plus you were drunk. If you want, we won't bring this up again." I nodded and threw my arms over her. Lately, hugging her was the only thing getting me by.

Goddamnit, why couldn't I be gay?

My life would be so much easier, I'd be fucking her and loving on her.

Krissy was always there if you needed her but ultimately, she wasn't the kind of person you could count on, not unless it benefited her. At the same time though, we've been friends for years and that kind of connection doesn't just die out one day.

"Come on, bedtime!" Tracy announced, yanking me to my feet. I got into my sleeping bag and Tracy switched the lights off.

"Hey, I can't sleep yet why don't we play a trick on the guys?" I looked over to Krissy. Her head was resting on her hand and her elbow was resting on her pillow as she was stared at us, her lips tugged into a grin.

"Oh noo!"

"Come on Tess, it'll be fun!"

"Yeah come on Tess?" Tracy suddenly added, "Don't you wanna get back at that asshole?"

Good point. I would like some kind of revenge even if its small.

Finally nodding, we sneaked out of my room and over to my brothers. their door was open slightly and we could hear them snoring. I poked my head through and saw Chris sleeping on the floor on the right side next to Jimmy. Luke was on the right and Adrian was on the floor just a few steps from the door. I turned around and whispered the floor-plan to them.

We opened the door and slowly and tiptoed in. Krissy stood on the right side, Tracy stood on the left and I stood next to Adrian. Krissy held up her finger to signal...1...2...3.

In all honesty, it was probably the stupidest thing to do with no logical outcome but at the time, it made all the sense in the world.

"BOOOOOOOOO!" we all screamed at once as loud as we could. I looked down at Adrian and saw his eyes widen in fear as he jumped. He moved so fast, there was no time to react. Within seconds two hands smashed into each side of my shoulder with such a force that I fell back hitting my face onto the corner of Dan's table. I felt a sharp pain slash down my right cheek and then burning and something wet pouring from it. I put my fingers to the cut and looked down a dark liquid covered my fingertips.

The shock and twinge of pain increasing had the scream frozen in my throat as the rest of the room broke out into hysterics. Suddenly, I felt someone put an arm under my legs and the other behind my back lifting me up and pulling me close to their chest. I wrapped my arm around whoever's neck it was and kept the other one on the cut. The screaming was still happening in the dark and as he carried me out to the bathroom. He kicked the door closed with his foot and placed me on the toilet.

He ran to the door and the lights came on. I looked over and saw him staring at me from the bathroom door, his face contorted into worry.

Why? Why him?

Why Adrian?

But to be fair, who else was I expecting?

He walked over to me, kneeling down on the tiled floor to put his hand on my forehead slowly pushing my hair to the back behind my shoulder and up to the light was touching the cut. I didn't say a word, not because of the tingly feeling I was getting from him touching me, but because, and I can't believe I'm about to say this, but because...I kinda...trust him.

"Thank god," he whispered as he walked over to the sink and wet a purple towel. "What the fuck did you think you were doing when you walked in and scared the living shit out of us!?" I jumped back and gripped the sides of the toilet, his voice raised in a way I hadn't heard before and his eyes burned in a way they never did when we usually argued. For that second, I felt scared of him. "Do you know how much more dangerous that cut could have been if it were anywhere else!?"

I felt a surge of different emotions build up in me. "Well, why the hell did you go up and push me?!"

"Because I thought it was someone else like a robber you stupid fool!"

"Well still, you should have looked even if it was dark!"

"Look, I didn't do this on purpose! I wouldn't dare hurt you!"

"So why are you yelling at me?!" I felt tears stream down my cheeks, running over the dry sticky cut. For god's sake! Mentally cursing myself for crying in front of him, I dug my fists against my cheeks, rubbing them away quickly and keeping my eyes far from his.

"Because I could have hurt you even worse!" his voice seemed to loosen and instead of anger in his eyes, there was understanding in them instead when I looked back up.

"Look I'm sorry," he kneeled down and carefully put the towel onto the cut, I winched in pain but didn't move my head away. "I just...didn't think it was you." my tears dried and his other hand held the other side of my face so I wouldn't move.

"I'm sorry too...I should have kinda known you wouldn't take it as easily as the rest." I added, he moved his eyes to mine and I looked deep into his dark brown eyes almost losing myself in them like before. Except I wasn't drunk this time, nothing was going to happen. Not on my watch. I cleared my throat and averted my eyes, ignoring the heat rising around us.

Soon the cut was cleared, and I got up to look in the mirror. It wasn't long just a small one hardly noticeable from afar. I turned to see him staring down at the floor. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"I know and it's ok, I would have done the same thing." If this was acting normal then boy we were sure gonna get found out.

But I just had this urge to be...kind to him? All the anger had somehow disappeared even the sadness was hard to find right now. How the hell does that even happen?

He looked up at me then his eyes traveled all the way down to my legs. OH SHIT! I just remembered what I was wearing, this shirt was showing a lot!

"We should get...back," I said, my voice uneven as I tucked a loose strand of hair back behind my ear. As I walked past him switching of the light and opening the door, he grabbed my elbow and pulled me back inside closing the door and leaving us in total darkness.

He pressed my back up against the wall as his I felt his hand lift and stroke my hair back, his forehead collapsed against mine with his breath washing down my face again. "You have no idea Tess." he breathed, his voice tight.

"A-about what?" I managed to force out.

His hands fell to my waist, his nose still pressed against mine and his lips dangerously close. All the nerves in my body came alive, every brain cell screaming to kiss him and my hands aching to feel him. I could feel my legs start to squirm as his hands traveled lower and slower, taking his time like he was trying to stop but couldn't. His breathing was ragged and mine came out in short quick waves, my teeth digging into my bottom lip.

"Jesus Christ Tess, it's so hard...seeing you today..." his words trailed off as my hands moved by themselves, resting against his chest.

I'm gonna be in so much trouble...