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Yves POV
All of my brothers drew straws over whose job it was to get pick up the pizza since delivery in this area was exceptionally slow. I drew the short straw, as did Uriel…although I'm 95% sure that Zed cheated, even though he swore on his motorbike. After picking up enough pizza to feed the five thousand, Uriel and I made the journey back in the car that now smelled strongly of cheese and pepperoni.
"Slow down," I said, watching the figure stumbling one step into the road before stepping back onto the sidewalk. She was wearing a short black dress…probably on her way back from a party.
"Why?" Uriel asked with a slight frown.
"That girl is going to end up falling in the road. We probably should check she gets home safely," I said, pointing to the clearly drunken girl on the sidewalk. Uriel nodded and slowed down the car beside her.
"I feel like a total creep asking her to get in the car," Uriel frowned before rolling down the window.
"Excuse me ma'am…are you okay there?" Uriel called politely, trying to convey kindness in his tone so he wouldn't look like some sleazy pervert.
"Huh?" The girl asked and stopped to look in the car. "Oh it's you, hey Yves baby…this is a coincidence," she giggled, slurring in speech slightly.
"You know her?" Uriel asked me, slightly bewildered and amused. I sighed, realising exactly who this drunken, skimpily dressed girl was.
"Give me two minutes." I sent Uri an apologetic look before quickly getting out of the car and jogging over to where Ashley was barely standing.
"Hey sexy," Ashley slurred, staggering slightly so I reached forward, holding her steady.
"You're drunk," I stated disapprovingly. This only made Ashley laugh even more and she leaned further against my chest.
"What you gonna do about it babe?" Ashley chuckled, her tone of voice sounding teasing but flirtatious at the same time.
"Well I'm not leaving you here alone, not while you're in this condition," I frowned at her. She was only 18 years old; she wasn't even legally allowed to be drunk. "Where do you live? Come on, I'll take you home," I said decisively, walking her towards the car with my arm wrapped tightly around her tiny waist since she was barely able to walk unaided.
"Get in," I ordered impatiently, holding the door open for her.
"I like this bossy side of you, Yves," Ashley giggled, complying and practically falling into the back seat. Her skin tight dress was riding dangerously high on her thighs and it was making me uncomfortable. Most of the girls at my school wouldn't dare wearing a dress as short as Ashley's…but I guess Ashley wasn't most girls.
"Detour?" Uriel suggested with a smirk on his face as I climbed into the back beside Ashley.
"Sorry, I need to make sure she gets home alright," I apologised. "Ashley, where do you live?"
"I don't remember," Ashley mumbled, resting her head against my shoulder.
"Ashley focus please, just tell me your address," I sighed impatiently. I was slightly apprehensive about her throwing up in Uri's car. I knew his car was his pride and joy.
"I want to go back to your house Yves," Ashley giggled, reaching up and resting her small hand against my cheek.
I groaned and shifted so that Ashley wasn't lying on top of me anymore. She was heavier than she looked and far too intoxicated to know what she was doing.
"Ashley, you know I can't take you home. Your parents will be worried," I sighed. This girl was hard work.
"They won't," Ashley said confidently. "Please Yves….I'll be as quiet as a mouse," Ashley whispered, making herself crack up with laughter even though she wasn't the slightest bit funny.
"It would be inappropriate if I took you home," I replied, sending Uri a pleading look in the front mirror, hoping he would save me from the whole Ashley situation. He seemed genuinely amused about what was going on at the moment with no intention of helping at all.
"If you had sex with me, it would be entirely consensual," Ashley muttered and I heard Uriel chuckling in the front seat.
"Yeah well that's not going to happen," I shook my head. She was only saying this stuff because she was intoxicated. Girls like Ashley don't date nerdy guys like me. They go for the jocks or the ones that ride motorbikes and wear leather jackets.
"Who's that man there?" Ashley whispered loudly, pointing to Uriel.
"I'm Uriel, Yves' older and much better brother. It's nice to meet you," Uriel smiled, reaching around the chair to shake Ashley's hand. Ashley laughed before attempting to high-five him; too drunk to realise that a high-five wasn't Uriel's intention.
"Uriel, I think you're very attractive. Yves, are your whole family hot?" Ashley chuckled, shifting even closer to me.
"Ashley quit playing around, just tell us where you live," I frowned, my patience wearing slightly thin.
"I don't know," Ashley whined. "I just wanna sleep and then drink some more," Ashley mumbled incoherently since her lips were muffled by my shoulder as she leant against me.
"No more alcohol for you," I scolded. "Uriel, let's just take her back to ours until she sobers up."
Uriel nodded in agreement, re-staring the engine.
"Yves….Yves I don't feel too good," Ashley moaned.
"Yves, she better not throw up in my car," Uriel threatened immediately. I sighed at the two of them, feeling like I was caught in the middle here.
"Do you need us to pull over?" I asked Ashley.
"No I just…I think I need another drink," Ashley chuckled.
"No you do not," I shook my head in disapproval. "Who even gave you alcohol in the first place? Do your parents know about this?"
"Some men brought me some drinks and said they would take me back to their place," Ashley mumbled and I froze, catching Uriel's matching worried glance in the mirror.
"Did you go back to their place?" I asked Ashley, feeling suddenly protective over her.
"Does it matter?" Ashley rolled her eyes. "Could you put some music on please?" Ashley asked sleepily before lying down and resting her head in my lap.
This was the quietest and peaceful I had ever seen Ashley so I was pretty keen on keeping it that way. I didn't ask any more questions on the way back and Ashley didn't make any more suggestive comments. Judging by the gentle snores, she had already nodded off to sleep.
As Uriel parked on the drive, he turned around to look at a sleeping Ashley before smirking.
"So…are the two of you friends or what?" Uriel asked with an amused expression.
"We're not friends," I quickly disagreed. All my friends were kind of like me; nice and a little nerdy. Ashley was right down on the other end of the scale. I'm sure my mother would have kittens if I started hanging around with someone as wild as Ashley.
"Right…" Uriel chuckled, not sounding like he believed me. "I'll take the pizza in if you take Ashley."
I wasn't really left with a choice and I didn't want to wake her up because she was a bloody nightmare when she was awake so I carefully lifted her into my arms and staggered towards the door, following Uriel. Ashley was far heavier than I expected considering how tiny she looked…she must have drunken half her body weight in alcohol.
"Finally! We're starving in here!" Xav shouted as soon as he heard us walking in through the door.
"Shut up," I spoke quietly, carrying Ashley into the living. "I swear to God, if you wake her, you will be dealing with her," I threatened and awkwardly shifted her in my arms, staring expectantly at Zed and Victor who were sitting on the couch.
"Can you two move or something…she's kind of breaking my arms here," I asked and Zed chuckled, moving over to the over sofa and sitting on-top of Xav, just to piss him off.
"Get off me you elephant!" Xav exclaimed, giving Zed a hard shove to the ground.
"Guys! What did I say about being quiet! It was hard enough getting her to go to sleep; I can't deal with her waking up again!" I hissed, carefully placing Ashley on the couch and tugging her dress down so she wouldn't flash her underwear to my brothers.
"So about that unconscious girl in your arms….where exactly did you find her? I'm pretty sure none of us ordered that with our meal," Xav joked, tucking into his pizza.
"That's Ashley, Yves's girlfriend," Zed replied, his mouth full to the brim with pizza.
"She is not my girlfriend!" I exclaimed before quickly lowering my voice.
"It's okay if she is, Yves. No need to be embarrassed," Will grinned, clearly enjoying winding me up.
"I'm telling the truth. She's just in my class. Uriel and I saw her practically falling in the road she was so drunk and decided that we couldn't leave her alone."
"Shouldn't we take her back to her parents?" Trace suggested, looking slightly concerned at Ashley as any police officer would.
"She wouldn't give me her address. I thought that I should keep her here until she sobers up or something," I replied, sitting down on the floor beside Ashley and helping myself to pizza.
"Just make sure she's gone before mom and dad get back tomorrow morning. You know mom would flip if she finds out you've taken an intoxicated girl home," Victor cautioned with a smirk.
"Hey, remember that time Victor brought that girl home…what was her name….the one with all the piercings and tattoos and stuff?" Uriel chuckled and everyone joined in.
"Miranda?" Will suggested with a knowing smirk and Victor rolled his eyes.
"Mom hated her," Trace chuckled.
"She was a bitch," Victor shrugged, not sounding sympathetic at all. I don't blame him; Miranda basically used Victor for fancy dates at the same time as she was cheating with some guy from Aspen. "I could understand why mom hated her…the cheating whore," Victor frowned and Xav burst out laughing.
"Who's a cheating whore?" A small, slightly husky voice sounded and I sighed, sending daggers at Xav, whose laugh was loud enough to wake the dead. "Not me I hope," Ashley continued and then sat up, smoothing down her hair.
"How do you feel?" I asked cautiously.
"Like I'm still drunk but feel hungover at the same time," Ashley replied with a frown. Trace narrowed his eyes towards Ashley, obviously picking up on the fact that she was underage.
"My brother's a cop, Ashley," I replied and Ashley smile.
"I do like a man in uniform," she winked at Trace and I just rolled my eyes. What was wrong with this girl?
"Holy crap, Yves you brothers are all super-hot….you never told me this," Ashley giggled, looking around at my bemused brothers.
"Why on earth would I tell you that?" I frowned.
"Awh, are you jealous, babe?" Ashley giggled, stoking my face with her hand. "I still think you're the hottest guy," Ashley whispered in my ear, making me blush, much to my brother's amusement.
"Can you see why I wanted to keep her asleep?" I asked with a sigh and Ashley laughed.
"You love me really Yves," She half sung. "Can I have a beer? I'll pay you back…I just really need another drink to stop the hangover…you know…like that 'hair of the dog that bit you' saying. "
"What part of 'my brother is a cop' did you not understand?!" I frowned disapprovingly.
"You're such a kill joy," Ashley rolled her eyes dramatically and standing up, swaying a little on her feet.
"Are you okay there, sweetheart? Want me to get you a glass of water?" Xav asked with a smile.
"No I'm good thanks…sorry I don't know your name," Ashley shook her head.
"Where are you going?" Uriel asked as she headed out of the living room and towards the front door.
"Cigarette!" Ashley called back before I heard the front door shut. My brothers exchanged looks of surprise and amusement whilst I just sighed and wondered how on earth I got myself in this mess. It was almost as though fate had a cruel way joining Ashley and my paths together. I had a horrible feeling that this wouldn't be the last time either.