She'd brought this on herself. Her and her stupid competitive streak. It had gotten her into trouble before, many times actually. But definitely not to this degree.
She blamed Smackle, the traitor. She always knew how to get her to do stupid things, and this took the cake on the list of stupid things done by Maya. It took all the cakes, every single one.
And Riley. She blamed Riley too. For her family's stupid good hair and beautiful smiles. Come to think of it? She blamed the whole world for what had just transpired.

"Why are you guys shouting?" Maya reached the bottom of the stares, head pounding.

She was meet with a smiling Riley, holding a mug of coffee, "You aren't feeling well?"

Smacklebarked out a laugh from her position leaning against the kitchen counter, "That much alcohol consumption doesn't bode well for one's health

Maya hugged her stomach, "I hate you both."

Riley tried and failed to look concerned, "You brought this on yourself."

Maya spun to faceSmackle, "This was you. You were supplying the alcohol."

Smackleshrugged, "I wanted to get information out of you. It worked, by the way."

Her blood ran cold, "What!?"

Smackledid her best Maya impression, "'But, like, have you seen that man's shoulders. And his smile. His arms. Don't even get me started on his..'"

Maya glared, "That's enough"

"Oh," Riley jumped up at a knock on their front door, "Speak of the devil."

Riley swung open the door to reveal Josh Matthews. Maya let out a groan, grasping her coffee mug asSmackledraped a blanket of her shoulders. Of all the people who would turn up at her door when she was experiencing the worst hangover of her life, It had to be Riley's brother. Who just so happened to be hotter than he had any right to be.
"Well," He strode into the kitchen, giving Riley a quick hug and pattingSmackleon the head, "Good Morning lovely. You look wonderful."

Maya flipped him the bird, "Screw you, Matthews."

For as long as she can remember, she'd never liked Josh. He was cocky, arrogant and he used his charm to get what he wanted. That was not her type. But god damn, if she could, Maya would compromise all of her morals lick his entire naked body. No Joke. Which was exactly what drunken Maya had told her two friend last night when supplied with copious amounts of tequila.

Riley's cheerful voice broke her out of her reverie, "There's coffee in the pot."

Maya watched Josh as he began to put away the groceries he'd brought over for his sister, not noticing her eyes following the play of muscles in his back as he tried to reached the top cupboards. She caughtSmacklegiving her a knowing look out of the corner of her eye.

Riley moved to pour him a cup. Maya was preparing herself for a rant. He took his coffee black. What a man.
Riley slid him the cup, sitting down next toSmacklebehind the kitchen counter, "Are yougonnabe here for dinner on Friday? I'm makingUkrainian. In memory of Mom."

Riley and Josh's mother had died a few years back. Not that she'd been there for them in the first place. Josh stilled, "Oh no. Riley I'm so sorry. I forgot about dinner."

Riley pouted, "Did you make plans?"

Josh turned, picking up his mug of coffee, "The boys are having a party on that night. Welcoming the new recruits."

Josh was made of 95% frat boy. Maya rolled her eyes.

"Oh well," Riley smiled away his concern, "We'll do it onSaturdaythen."

"Come to think of it," Maya took a seat next toSmackleas he resumed his pacing away, "It might be a good reason for me to skip this one."

Riley frowned, "You love the parties. Why would you skip?"

Josh huffed, "Jasmine'sgonnabe there."

Her ears perked up at the mention of Josh's ex girlfriend, "Jasmine, who you used to date?"

Josh pointed, "Oh look, I woke her up."

Riley intercepted, "Do you still want to get back together with her?"

Josh shrugged, "We had a good thing. Might be nice to see if it was just bad timing."

Smackleleant on her hand, "You justgonnaask her?"

"I don't know if that's the right approach," He mused.

Riley gave him a thoughtful look, "You could take someone else, make her jealous."

Smackleshot Maya a devious smile, "How about our little ray of sunshine over there? She can really hold her liquor."

She snorted, "In your dreams,Smackle."

"Mmmno," Josh glanced at her, "I don't think she could do it."

She narrowed her eyes, sitting up straighter, "I'm sorry? You don't think I could do what?"

Josh chuckled, "Pretend to like me for that long. You aren't up to it, sweetheart."
Maya stood, suddenly outraged, "I could do it. I would be the best fake girlfriend ever."

"Then it's settled," Riley gave them a regal smile, "You can take Maya."

Maya shot her grinning friends a panicked look, "Excuse me?"

Riley smiled demurely, "I'm a problem solver at heart."

"No," Riley swatted away the outfit Maya was wearing, "Not that. Never that."

Maya huffed, "I don't even understand why I have to go to this."

She could hear the eye roll in Riley's voice, "His friends need to believe he is really your boyfriend."

"I don't want to meet Boings friends."

Smackle walked in, shaking her head at the next outfit, "Oh please. Don't pretend you don't want to saddle up and ride commander cutie like a horse."

Did she mention Josh was an officer for new army trainee recruits college? Yeah, because he wasn't perfect enough already.

"Ew," Riley screwed up her nose, "How about we don't talk about Maya riding my brother while I'm around?"

Smackle sighed, "You're no fun."

Maya stepped out from behind her closet, spinning around, "This?"

"Yes!" Riley shouted, pointing at her, "The top is a keeper, show's off your boobs."

Maya slumped against the wall, "Riley I don't want to show of my boobs to your brother."

"Boo, Stop lying," Smackle protested from her bed.

Maya stomped her foot, "Please be civil."

Riley gave her the best puppy dog eyes she could muster, "Please peaches?

"Ugh," She pulled off the skirt she was wearing, throwing it at Riley, "Fine. What pants?"

"Ooo the tight washed denim ones. Without the rips."

Maya blinked, turning to rummage through the closet again, "I don't know why what I wear matters. He's already fake dating me."

"Simple," Smackle stalked over to arrange the shirt in question around her waist, "If you look good enough, he'll sleep with you. And if you finally get some, you'll stop obsessively cleaning the poor apartment."
"She's right," Riley reemerged from the hallway, make up bag in tow, "You haven't gotten any since you broke up with Zay. It's an issue."

"I'd watch it, missy," Maya gave her a an accusing glare, "I could very well tell my new 'boyfriend' about you and Farkle."

"You wouldn't dare."

Smackle cackled, "Please do."

She glanced at her roommates, who were both sitting at the dining room table, staring at the door. Smackle took a bite of a piece of toast, leaning towards Riley, "I give her five minutes before she jumps him."

Riley grinned, "I vote she loses it the second her walks through the door."

Maya glared at them, "Would you two stop?"

The doorbell rung out. She sent them a another pointed glare, opening the front door. Maya was immediately hit by a wave of vanilla and aftershave. Why did he have to smell so good. She looked him up and down, taking in the dark faded jeans and the grey henley. Come one woman, keep a hold of your dignity. She swallowed, "Took you long enough."

She ignore how her whole body was tingling, stepping out of the door, "Bye girls. Make good choices."

He blinked at her, eyes running up and down her body, lingering on her chest. Damn it. She hated it when they were right.
He cleared his throat, opening the passenger's door of his truck, "M'lady."

"Where are you taking me, Matthews?"

"Bar beside my place. It's where my roommates will be tonight. And I told them you finally agreed to come out with me."

She stilled, "What do you mean finally?"

"Well, I told them we've been dating awhile. You know, for backstory."

"So I'm ashamed of you?"

He rolled his eyes, "You could never be ashamed of me."

She cocked her head, "In our hypothetical relationship?"

"No more of this hypothetical crap," he tossed a silver necklace towards her, "Put that on and start acting like a girlfriend."

"I should be getting paid for this."

Maya ignored the skip in her heart beat as Josh took her hand walking towards the bars door. The open sign swayed, hitting the glass, making Maya jump, "Jesus."

Josh raised an eyebrow, drawing her into his side, "Could you stop acting like a basket case, now? We have people to convince."

"I wouldn't get snappy, Matthews. I've got my girlfriend hat on."

Josh gave her a grin, letting his hand fall to the small of her back. He pulled her closer to his side, "They've never met a girlfriend of mine before, so, try to be exceptional."

She threw him a flirty smile, squeezing his shoulder before walking confidently up to the table where his friends were sitting. He sauntered up behind her, "Maya, this is everyone. Everyone, meet Maya."

Maya shifted, her whole body tingling. When she sat down, he pulled her right up beside him, almost in his lap. Being in the lap of the guy who turned her to mush with one look wasn't doing great for Maya's dignity. His arm was curled around her waist, thumb tracing circles on the exposed skin between her jeans and shirt. He glanced down as she shivered, "Cold?"

"It's freezing in here."

"Actually," He leant down, breath fanning over her face, "It's almost too hot in here."

She narrowed her eyes, recognizing the challenge in his voice, "Oh, is it?"

He shifted back, shrugging his jacket off his shoulders. Maya stared in fascination as the henley he was wearing underneath his jacket came into view, displaying the muscle beneath the fabric. He smirked, leaning back into her, "See something you like?"

"Your friend over there is pretty cute," She smiled, never taking her eyes of his.

"Is he?"

She leant away from him, pulling her jacket off and settling back into him, "You aren't being very boyfriend like."

He pulled her into him, both arms wrapped around her front, "I'll step up my game."

He nestled his face in the curve of her shoulder, placing a soft kiss to her neck, "Better?"

She turned to face him, lacing her arms around his neck, "You're terrible at this."

"Oh," he laughed, letting her twist closer to him, "And you're so great?"

She gave him a dark look, leaning her face closer, "Couples have tension."

"We have plenty of tension," he glanced down at her lips.

"Not the good kind."

"Alright you two, break it up," a loud voice came from across the table. Maya jumped back, startled.

"Sorry," She mumbled, moving away from Josh.

He caught her before she could retreat, pulling her back, 'I'm not."

A girl laughed from across the table, "Here we go."

Maya stomped up the steps, a weary Josh in tow, "Riley, Smackle, I'm back."

"You don't have to tell us that you and Commander hottie are off to your room. Just go," Smackle shouted from her bedroom.

Maya gave her door an exasperated glare, rolling her eyes at the smirk on Josh's face, "Wipe that smile off your face. You aren't getting anywhere near my room."

Josh grinned over at her, moving to sprawl himself over the couch, "That's what you think."

Maya rolled her eyes, ignoring just how much she wanted him in her room. Naked. On top of her. No Maya, stop, "You want a beer?"

He cleared his throat, "I'm going to pretend that you didn't just admit that my underage sister has alcohol in her apartment."

"I mean," She replaced the bottle in the fridge, handing him one of Smackle's nondescript pop cans, "Here's something with lots of sugar."

He took it from her, shifting to give her space to sit down beside him, "So, why does Smackle think we're going to your bedroom?"

Maya chuckled, sipping her glass of water, "I have a feeling she doesn't know you're actually here."

He glanced up the stairs, "Should we mess with her?"

Maya gave him a look of mock surprise, "I didn't know Commander Matthews had a mischievous streak."

He grinned, taking a running jump up the stairs, "which room is yours?"

She reached him quickly, pulling him back into the lounge, "If you try and prank Smackle, she might do something drastic. Like castrate you."

Josh cocked his head, letting her pull him back to the bottom of the stairs, "You have a special interest in me retaining all of my private parts?"

"Maybe I like my fake boyfriends with all their bits. Just in case," She winked.

"Well, I aim to please," he grinned down at her.

Maya thank the lord that Riley chose that moment to interrupt. Because despite all common sense, she was sure another minute alone with Josh would have resulted in her showing him her bedroom. And everything else. Riley strolled through the front door, shooting them a comical look, "What are you two doing here?"

Josh stepped back, a glint of resentment in his eye, "We just got back."

Riley stopped, pointing to him, "And you came inside?"

"Yes," He said slowly, staring her down.

Riley gave him a quick smile, patting his head, "The perfect gentleman."

Maya rolled her eyes, "You keep on believing that, Riles."

"On that note, I might head out," Josh gave Maya the 'follow me out look'.

She shook her head, not trusting her self-control, "Text me about Friday night?"

"Sure," He gave her a lingering once over, eyes caressing her body, "Goodnight, Maya."

"Good night, Josh."

Riley glanced over as soon as Josh's engine started, "How did it go?"

"Seamlessly."

"So you're sure Friday night is going to go fine?"

"More than sure. Your brothers not really that hot anyway," she lied.

Smackle shouted from her bedroom, "Liar!"

Riley nodded, "She's right."

"Fine," Maya threw her hands up, stomping up the stairs, "He's hot. Stupid Matthew's family. Stupid genes. Stupid, perfect abs."

"What was it you said about those stupid abs? Something about dessert?" Riley mused.

Smackle chuckled from her bedroom, "I believe it was something to do with combining Josh's abs with chocolate sauce. The two things she thinks about most."

"I hate you both," Maya slammed her door.

"Good night, Maya," They chorused in unison, doing their best josh impression before collapsign in a fit of giggles.

A/N:
I wrote this because I was a little bit lost for inspiration. Review if you have the time? x