"We will?" Liv interjects with outrage.
I give her a pleading look since Brady looks as if he's about to lose his shit at any moment.
"We will." She repeats, this time on a resigned sigh.
***
It's two in the morning and I have no idea how any of us are gonna stay awake for school tomorrow. Actually, the entire senior class might be either absent or asleep on their desks by the looks of some of the sorry asses that left here earlier. We managed to get the last of the stragglers out an hour ago which was no easy feat. Hell people were still turning up, we had to lock the gate to stop anyone getting in. I don’t know what Tucker did to have this many people turn up but he's definitely in for it tomorrow. If not from Brady then from me, I've been picking up cups for the last fucking hour because of that jerk. Livs eyes look as if they're gonna roll into the back of her head with exhaustion and if Brady doesn’t stop winding her up, I think she's gonna brain him.
Me and Liv both had to put in phone calls to our respective parents as to why we wouldn’t be home tonight. Me because I'm staying with Brady, Liv because she's staying with Cindy. We couldn’t exactly go home at one in the morning on a Sunday night and we couldn’t exactly tell them the truth.
I drop the trash bag on the floor.
"I say we call it a night, finish this all up in the morning or if we don’t have time, after school."
Everyone agrees and we all head up the stairs.
"You two are in the first guest bedroom, you know where it is dude. Thanks for all your help. See you in the morning." Brady says, not even having the energy for a smartass remark.
It's only as I get to the door of the room we're meant to be sleeping in that it sinks in what exactly he said. We're both in the same room, in the same bed. I turn to Liv, who doesn’t seem too bothered by the fact and I shrug it off. I open the door to the powder blue room with the huge king size bed and hold the door open for Liv to come in before locking it up. We're in the room alone.
She turns around to look at me, thankfully covered up and not showing off her fuckable body in that bikini. I can barely restrain myself around her as it is, how the fuck am I gonna be able to sleep in the same bed as her and not fucking mount her.
"We're just gonna go to sleep." I say, to reassure myself as much as her.
She gives me a small smile and a shake of her head before toeing her flip flops off. I lift my shirt over my head, noticing her eyes are stuck to my chest. Well that sure boosts my ego. Ok maybe I'm teasing her a little by taking my shirt off, but she's been walking around in that damn bikini all day. Before I know it, she's lifting her own shirt over her head and dropping her shorts to the ground. My throat goes dry, my dick definitely stands to attention. Seems my boy downstairs has completely disconnected from my brain since it's not listening to a word it's saying. She saunters over towards me, her slightly flared hips moving gracefully. She's got a walk catwalk models would envy, just totally sexy. She takes my shirt that I'm still clinging to out of my hands.
"There's no way I'm sleeping in a bikini Noah."
Does that mean shes gonna be naked? Of course not, if she was gonna be naked, why would she need my shirt? She walks into the guest bathroom, locking the door behind her. I stay rooted to the spot, you'd think I was a thirteen year old boy that had just seen a pair of tits for the first time. My hands are sweaty, my dicks practically bursting from my shorts. I jump under the comforter quickly, shit I hope she didn’t see my hard on.
A few minutes later she walks out, her long blonde waves out of her pony from earlier and now falling around her shoulders, my shirt coming down to her mid thigh. Her in my shirt near enough has me jizzing in my shorts. It practically buries her, her lean legs sticking out of it. I give Liv a warm smile since she suddenly looks all kinds of nervous, nothing like the confident seductress that just walked into the bathroom, though this girl could probably seduce me in a burlap sack.
I lift her side of the comforter up to signal that she should get in. The longer she stands there, the harder it is to control myself.
As she gets in, I admire her beauty. Damn she sure is something and I can't help thanking my lucky stars that she's all mine. If I have my way that won't ever be changing. I fondly tuck her hair behind her ear, which has become a habit of mine. Her bright blue eyes shimmer as they look into mine and I slowly lean in to take her lips. I didn’t get much chance to kiss her at the party what with everyone looking, it near enough killed me.
Her lips are so soft and they mold to mine perfectly. Her hand coming up to lie on my shoulder as I put my hands on her waist. Its only a slight touch of my lips against hers before I pull away, looking at her gorgeous face.
"You are so beautiful."
"Noah."
He eyes glaze over with lust as she smashes her mouth against mine, my body instantly reacting with my tongue seeking entrance into her warm mouth. My hands around her waist pull her onto my lap as we're crazed with lust. I grind my hardness into her, separated only by two thin scraps of fabric. Well, how the fuck did this happen? I'm crazed with need, need for her lips, need for her body. I slowly run my hands under my shirt, feeling her smooth skin and digging my fingers into her sides.
No, this is not how this is gonna happen. Come on Noah, you’re a big boy, control youself for fucks sake. Now my body seems to have taken on a mind of its own because despite my brain screaming to pull away, I'm not moving for shit.
Liv thankfully has the sense to pull away, her eyes staying closed for a second longer before opening them and giving me a slight smile.
"You were right."
Right? About what? I glad I'm right about whatever the fuck she's talking about but she sure does pick her moments.
"What about ?" I ask, finally getting my mouth to work with my brain.
"You're not just some boy to use to make me forget, you're more than that."
Well finally, she admits it! Though what does she need to forget? That’s got my hackles rising and has me wanting to ask all kinds of question. I keep myself in check though, I don’t want to ruin the moment seeing as though who knows when the next time is she'll open up.
I lie my forehead against hers and nuzzle against my nose against hers. Shes reminded me of my previous resolve to make everything perfect. After all, she only deserves the best.
"Lets get some sleep." I say as we both settle down.
I pull her back into my front, spooning her behind. I don’t think I've ever spooned someone before and I sure as hell haven't slept in the same bed as a girl. Nothing feels more right than Liv sleeping in my arms. I fall into probably the happiest, most content sleep I ever have, feeling as if everything in my world is right as I hold onto her. I'm definitely never gonna let her go, not ever.
Chapter 13
Noah (Again)
She's trying to kill me. Ever since the night of Brady's party, Liv has been slowly torturing me with her body. I have a hunch that this is my payback for that night I refused to sleep with her since she keeps using my own words against me. To top it all off, the more frustrated and damn crazy I get, the shorter her little skirts get and the tighter her tops get. I'm wondering if I should see a doctor or some shit because I'm pretty sure I read somewhere that your not meant to have boner for over four hours, I've had a constant one for fucking weeks now.
It probably doesn’t help that we spend near every spare moment together. After holding her in my arms the entire night a couple of weeks ago, I can't sleep without her now. Every night I sneak into her bedroom or she does mine, when our parents are asleep of course. Don’t think I haven't tried sleeping without her, I lasted two hours that first night, just staring at the ceiling before I high tailed it into her room and snuggled. Yeah apparently I like snuggles and so does she, what the fucks going on with that shit?
I'm pretty sure everyone at school has clocked onto the fact that we're together, if they haven't they're all dumber than I thought. Nobody's had the balls to come up to eit
her of us and ask yet but I've heard whispers. I keep waiting for my Mom and Phil to find out but it seems that if people do know, they're keeping their mouths shut.
So basically, everything is perfect. I'm happy, most importantly Livs happy, especially seeing as though she's gonna be seeing her girl this weekend in Savannah. I've spoken to Trina a couple of times on the phone, seems like a stand up chick and I know that she thinks the world of Liv. I think it's hard for anyone not to like her to be honest. Sure, she can be a little guarded and defensive but once you get past those defenses, she's got a heart of gold.
Right now, I'm standing in the kitchen surrounded by Chases annoying ass friends. There's always at least one of them here and if before I had doubts they were here for the beautiful girl that’s currently upstairs, those have officially been put to bed. The little dweebs damn near fall over themselves every time she walks into the room and if they weren't so little, id have smacked all of them across their damn heads by now.
I notice one of them elbowing the other in the ribs and nodding in the direction of the door as Liv comes strutting in wearing some tightass jeans that could have been painted on. Her hairs in some kind of fancy plait to the side and the blue long sleeved t shirt she has on matches her eyes to a tee. Sometimes I have to blink a few times to make sure she's real, that something as beautiful as her can really exist. I'm sure I have an expression matching the infatuated boys next to me who are all but drooling over my girl. I'm giving them a little time to grow a few inches before I start kicking their asses.
"Morning Liv."
"Your looking mighty fine today Liv."
"Want any help with your bag Liv?"
Damn, give me a fucking break. I roll my eyes at the midget brigade mooning over her. I can see her mouth twitch as if she's stifling a laugh and Chase is none the wiser, as per usual. He has no idea that the only reason his three knucklehead friends are here at eight in the morning before school, is because he happens to have the hottie of all hotties living with him.
I nudge my way past the three stooges to my girl, grabbing her heavy bookbag out of her hand.
"Come on." I say breezing past her.
I really need to get out of here since I'm pretty sure you can go to jail for beating on fourteen year olds.
This shit is driving me fucking crazy and its only getting worse. I mean, I'm fucking jelous of kids now. As a guy whose never been one for jelousy before, this is fucked. I've never had reason to be jealous before, never gave a crap about anything much to care. Liv drives me crazy though, just the thought of someone looking at her has me losing my damn mind.
I just seem to be getting more obsessed by the day and at this rate I'll be tieing her ass to the bed when I'm not there, since I plan on keeping her for at least the next sixty, seventy years.
I put her in the Mustang, catching her looking longingly at her Mini which she hasn’t been able to drive in weeks. I'm letting her drive it to Savannah this weekend though, as a treat. Says it fucking all when my idea of a treat for my girl is letting her drive her own damn car.
"I don’t see why we can't go in my car for once." I hear her mumbling under her breath.
I doubt I'd even be able to fit into that clown car. I roll my eyes at her complaining, which has been a regular every morning. I have a feeling that eye rolling shit is catching since I know I'm doing it more and more. She fiddles with the radio as my eyes jump between her and the road. I can't even begin to describe the feeling I get at knowing she's all mine. I've never been one to think about marriage and fucking kids, Christ I'm only seventeen, I shouldn’t even be thinking about that shit. I always figured id be like forty years old with a shotgun held to my forehead, I know different now though. I haven't let her know that yet though, knowing my hardheaded girl, she'd be heading for the border.
***
I pull up outside school in my usual parking space. I look to my right and see that Brady's car is already here, though I'm surprised he's not sucking face with Cindy on the hood of his car, I don’t know where the hell he is. I can tell by the look of surprise on Livs face that she's thinking the same thing.
I climb out the car and head round to her side to let her out, holding my hand out to help her up. My phone rings and I pull it out my jeans pocket to see Dickwad, I mean Brady calling me. Shit, Livs habits must really be rubbing off on me. I bring the phone up to my ear and I don’t even get to utter a greeting before his voice has the blood in my veins turning to ice.
"Dude, get to Livs locker now and don’t bring her with you."
I get a really bad feeling about this but how the hell am I not gonna bring her with me. I look at Liv, whose none the wiser thankfully.
"Yeah dude, I'm here. I'm just standing with Liv by my car." I say nonchalantly, hoping he gets the hint that I'm stuck.
"Shit, wait there I got an idea." He hangs up. Well, what the hell was that?
Before I know it, Cindy's walking over here, her face a totally fake smile that I know Liv is gonna see right through.
"Oh no, you think she and Brady had a fight?" Liv says, out the side of her mouth.
I don’t like the look on Cindy's face as she gives me a quick glance. What the hell is going on? And why can't Liv know?
"Hey guys, Liv can I ask you a huge favor?" She whispers some shit into Livs ear that I probably don’t want to know.
"Noah, me and Cindy have gotta run to the bathroom real quick."
I gotta admit, sweet Cindy sure has surprised me. Who knew she could be so slick?
"Sure babe. I'm just gonna go and find Brady. I'll see you in a bit."
She shoots me a smile before grabbing Cindy's hand and dragging her in the direction of the girls bathroom. I make my way inside, my guard fully up. Brady can be as much a drama queen as a damn girl but I know he wouldn’t go to all this trouble for any old bullshit. What the hell does this have to do with Liv though?
I get my answer as I walk down by the lockers. Nearly the whole football team, well the good part anyway, are crowded around Livs locker as if shielding it. Brady notices me, his face a hard mask. As much shit as Liv and Brady give each other, I know he has a soft spot for my girl and I think she's definitely warming to him. I've even heard her refer to him as Brady instead of Dickwad a time or two, though she'd never admit it.
"Bro, what the hells going on?" I say, my eyes trying to see through the half a dozen tanks that are surrounding whatever's lying in wait.
"Now, dude, before you see anything, just know that I don’t think anyone else saw it."
Saw what?
"What're you talking about? And what's with the human shield thing going on?"
My guys part ways to show me the offending site and my hackles rise. Some fucker is definitely gonna pay for this shit. In big black letters on the door of the locker, it reads 'INCEST WHORE'. What the fuck?
Now, I'm pretty sure it isn't much of a secret about me a Liv. I nixed that shit when I started noticing all the eye fucking coming her way from other guys. I figure that we'll deal with Phil and my Mom finding out when it comes to it. We haven't come out and announced that shit though, only a handful of people know it from the horse's mouth so to speak. We spend every moment together through and it wouldn't be hard to put two and two together.
I look around the hallway to see who is already in as if the perpetrator is gonna have a big ass sign on their head announcing their guilt. Two names flash in my mind as and if I find out it was one, he's gonna catch a much worse ass kicking than the last twice I've had to beat his ass into line. If it’s the other, then some pretty slutty texts are gonna be made public that just might knock the queen bee from her top spot. She's pretty much hanging there my a thread anyway, ever since Livs come along. My girl isn't into all that popular bullshit though, its just one of the things I love about her.
"Who found it?" I ask, looking to all my guys.
Damon, one of our wide receivers steps forward.
"I came to put my stuff in my locke
r dude and saw it. Called Brady right away."
I nod, I know my guys are loyal to a fault. We're on the good side of the team after all. The rest are just assholes trying to climb up the social ladder and get extra pussy. Wouldn’t know what it means to be a team if it bit them in the ass, which if I find out they have anything to do with this shit, it very well might do.
Just as I'm about to order someone to clean this shit up before Liv sees it, I hear Brady utter an "Oh shit." and I spin round to find a Liv staring at the locker.
Of course at that exact moment, the viper herself has to make an appearance. The guys aren't quick enough in getting back into formation to hide the locker and she lets out a cackling laugh on seeing the offending scrawl on the door.
"The fuck you laughing at bitchface?" Usually I'd find it hilarious, the way Livs potty mouth really comes out to play when shes pissed, theres something in her eyes though when looking at Brandy that has me stepping in front of her.
"Liv." I drawl the word out, hoping she understands that however much she wants to, she cant go kicking Brandy's ass in the middle of the hallway before school.
"I wonder if Mommy and Daddy know how sick their kids are. Isn't it illegal or something?"
"Keep the smirk on your face bitch, I cant wait to fucking wipe it off." Liv takes a threatening step forward.
"You should really control that temper of yours Olivia. After all, what would Mark say about it? Or Aiden? Luke? Daniel?"
I watch the color drain out of Livs face. Who the hell are these guys anyway?
"Quite the little ho back in Atlanta weren't we?" Brandy says with a smug look of satisfaction on her face.
Its killing me not to blast this chick out but that'll just work Liv up even more. I can see my girls jaw working over time, the whole hallway is silent. Everyone's attentions are on the Mexican standoff. I see Livs posture relax and I breath a sigh of relief. Maybe there won't be bloodshed this early in the morning.
Shit! I think I spoke too soon as a whirlwind of blonde tight hotness flies past me. Livs fist shoots out and hits Brandy square in the nose as a sickening pop echoes throughout the hallway. I spring into action, grabbing her around the waist to pull her back before she lays into a screeching Brandy again. The twits slumped against her own locker, sounding like a dying cat as blood gushes from her nose, soaking the front of her shirt. Yep, I definitely don’t think I'll be upsetting this one anytime soon. Girl sure can pack a punch.
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