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Malec 4 eva and Sakura Kuryuu got the song. Hinder- Lips of an Angel

-Uhm, there is a lot of things going on in here, so if you don't like all that good mushy pre sex stuff. Don't read. This is my warning ;)

Alien

Chapter 25: Track repeat go on and on!

You'd think I wouldn't have had a hangover when I woke up, with the lack of alcohol I drank. But when you throw in the aching temple, loads of crying and a tiny bit of drinking you get a full blown migraine. My eyes weren't even open and every breath I took, every move I made I was wincing in pain. I was just laying there, in an unknown place. But that didn't matter at the moment, I was focusing on the pain, trying to make it disappear. It wasn't really working, and I haven't even attempted on moving yet. I was somehow dreading it.

I didn't have to move, because someone started shaking me. As if to wake me up. "Abby…" Definitely Bill's sweet little voice. "You have to get up lovely." He said lovely like he was testing me. I didn't mind now that I wasn't mad at him anymore. I was certainly pleased with last night. Even though it meant losing another guy to heather… I cleared my head.

I popped open my eyes really slowly, giving a loud groan because the windows were opened, and the sun was shining brightly through. Bill appeared and blocked out the sun with his horribly matted hair. He wasn't looking so great either, more like the opposite actually. I don't even know how he's going to get all that hairspray mixed with sweat and drool out of his hair. No offense to him but it looked outright painful to brush. I don't know how he does it all the time.

"I think we need to get up." He stated giving a little wince. I smiled a bit, because it was weird seeing Bill not in a chipper mood so early in the morning. Wait. What time was it anyways? He smiled. "Don't worry lovely, it's almost 12 in the afternoon. I think we need to get up and get rid of our hangovers."

I held out my arms, in a gesture for him to help pull me up. I was scared to move my body on my own. He pulled my up, and I painfully groaned. The blankets fell off of me in the process and when I went to hang my heads in my hands I noticed something. Was I naked? I raised the blanket up to see underneath it. My swimsuit bottoms were definitely gone. I raised my head up to Bill and he was blushing like crazy. What in the hell happened last night? I said, trying not to move.

"We didn't have sex." He stated a little too quickly. "Um, but we did other things…" He trailed off, all innocent sounding.

Like? I ushered him on. Is it bad I didn't remember anything after we were kissing in the bathroom? It made me feel like a really bad friend not remembering anything at all. Frankly I didn't even remember climbing in bed. I must have hit my head super hard the other day.

He gave a frown. "You don't remember anything at all?" He was obviously sad. What in the hell did we do? If it left me without any clothes.

I don't remember much, but I think it has to with when I hit my head. I'm sorry, I cant really help that though. So it isn't my fault. I gave a cheesy smile.

He rolled his eyes and gave me a gentle smile, eyes crinkling at the edges. "You're right, it isn't your fault." He gave me a light kiss on the lips, slowly working his way down to my neck, nibbling and tearing hard. He knew my neck was my weak point, my turn on spot. "How about I remind you what happened last night lovely. Because I sure as hell remember everything." He smirked sexily down at me.

I gave his eyes a shy look, I wonder what's came over him. He went from to feeling whatsoever towards me to filling me up? I don't think I've ever wanted to well, do him as much as I did right now. I gave a small nod, to let him know I was alright with him doing what we did last night. I was excited to find out, there was a fiery pit collecting in the bottom of my stomach. I was wet. And I wanted my best friend. He gave another sexy smile and threw off the covers completely. "Doors locked." He grinned at me.

He gave me hungry kissed moving down to my boobs, he pawed at them, sucking lightly. "You moan so loud lovely. It's such a fucking turn on." He sighed. I'm pretty sure I was blushing. He bit the skin of my scarred stomach, leaving small hickeys on his was down to my wet area. He gently spread my legs, palming me lightly, working his fingers to part my folds. I was bearing myself to my best friend. He smirked. "Already wet lovely?" I was on my elbows, staring, hopefully sexily down at him. My headache was suddenly gone, I was only focusing on the wonders Bill could do.

He slipped a finger inside of me and I felt my hips buck up, he didn't do anything to stop me. Saying the harder I bucked, the louder I moaned, and he liked it a bit too much. His room was soundproof too! So that was good. He fit two fingers inside of me and worked them in and out, I leaned my head back and gave a moan. I didn't feel bad about it either, it felt natural. I suddenly felt something warm sucking on my sensitive area, my head was swimming in ecstasy. Bill sure did know how to put that tongue ring to good use.

I blushed as I grabbed on to his hair, forcing him to keep on working on me with his mouth. I realized his hair is probably matted like it is because of me. I also wondered why Bill was so damn good at this, because I know for a fact he's a virgin, but I'm not sure if he's done this before. I'm finding myself hoping I'm the first for some reason. He was such a dirty talker when this was happening. Sweet guy, dirty and rough in the bedroom for sure. I felt my legs start to shake and I came. I'm pretty sure that was the best I've ever had someone finger and suck on me before.

He came up licking his lips, he sure did look sexy doing so too. I leaned up and pulled him down to me, kissing him full on the lips. I tasted myself on him, and took satisfaction in it. I flipped us over so I was on top, his hands immediately went to my boobs and I leaned my head back. Is that all that happened? I smirked down at him. He was toying with his tongue ring.

"Pretty much," He smiled sweetly. "Now get down here so I can kiss you." I granted his wish as I took his tongue in my mouth, swirling it around. I couldn't explain the taste of Bill, it was simply; Bill. I scooted down to his crotch, and I wasn't disappointed to say the least. He was so hard.

I quirked my eyebrows. What about you? I blushed, feeling a little bold. My best friend just went down on me, I'm sure I could ask to do the same.

He thought about it, but the look on his face said it all. "Is it safe to say I really don't like girls giving blow jobs?" He blushed, having felt weird to say it out loud.

I smiled shyly and nodded. It wasn't classy at all. Anything I can do for your little issue there? I grinded on him, and he let out a sharp breath and leaned his head back into the mess of pillows.

He shook his head, I felt a little hurt. But I knew Bill too well to know that he wasn't coming off as rude. I was actually fine with it. "I just don't want us to have sex." He said sadly. "It just don't feel like the right moment. Coming off of a bad hangover and doing it just don't scream romantic."

I smiled and rolled my eyes, looking down at him. I lowered myself to give him a nice peck on the lips. Forever the romantic.

He smiled. "You look really happy."

Well how couldn't I be? And plus he didn't say he didn't want to have sex with me, just that is wasn't the right time. Which means we were going to eventually do it sometime in the future. I was okay with that. I would wait forever for this boy. As long as nothing like the heather incident happens again. Then I'll be pissed at him to no ends. We did not need to go through something like that again. Speaking of Heather. I needed to talk to Georg. I needed to hit something.

I gave a sigh. "Thinking about talking to Georg?" He said sadly. I only nodded. "If I could, I'd beat the crap out of him for you. But, he's twice my size." He ushered me off of him and I just sat there, I had no clothes. Like he read my mind he tossed me a pair of plaid sleep pants and a tank. I smirked as he tossed me a pair of his boxers. I was going to be wearing them. Is it weird to get excited over something like that? I really didn't hope so, because I found it sweet.

I changed, without blushing in front of him. And he did the same. We occasionally stole a glance at the other, but it wasn't awkward. It was like we were both in love with each other, because that's when nothing you did with the other was awkward. Well I think you get what I'm saying. I am in love. And I've never felt like this before in my whole life. I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I wanted to wait for when I was sure I could actually say it. You know, without the whole breakdown from talking came afterwards. I didn't need that. Neither did poor ole Bill.

He laughed, looking at his reflection. "Oh gott. You're lucky, because I'm absolutely so happy at the moment, I'm not caring that we've messed up my hair beyond repair."

I gave a bright smile, I'm sure it lit up my whole face. It's kind of sexy. I smirked, touching it, and realizing the poor guy was in for it.

He rolled his eyes. "It is not sexy, you on the other hand…" He trailed off kissing my neck. "Anyways, I think if you must go talk to Georg then you might as well get it over with. I'm sure we have to go dress and tux shopping later on today anyways. Might as well do it with a clear conscious right?"

He had a point. I nodded. Dumb asshole. Then I came to a conclusion. I should probably tell you something Billa… I was getting sad. I had to tell him that…

"What?" He said with a slow grin. "That you were only dating Georg to make me jealous and pissed off?" He placed a kiss on my agape mouth, I was in complete shock. How in the hell did he know that?

Then it dawned on me. Shilo? I was blushing like crazy. Don't hate me please? I don't want to lose Bill because I decided to make out with one of his closest friends to make him jealous.

He laughed. "Don't worry lovely. Shilo came to me and told me at the party. She is feels very guilty and sorry when she's drunk." He shook his head.

What do you have to say about all of this? I don't know if I really wanted to hear his answer. I was scared.

He smiled, trying to pull his hair up into a low ponytail. "I'm not mad at you, clearly." He said referring to earlier. "I think its cute that you were going to try to make me jealous."

Um, did it work? I could have smacked myself, but I just needed to know. I was blushing again.

He smirked. "Honestly yes. It was killing me that you were kissing another guy, knowing it wasn't me." He shook his head sadly. "What's the farthest you've guys went?"

My eyes bulged. It's definitely not like that. We kind of only kissed and stuff when you were around. I don't like Georg like that. Shilo's idea completely.

"I'm sorry for getting with Heather, in a sense I wanted to see if you cared enough to do something about it." He smiled. "And you did. You made me jealous as hell." He rolled his eyes.

I took my chance and changed the subject. I'm sorry about your hair, it looks painful.

"I guess that's what I get for sleeping with hairspray in my hair, drooling, having my best friend yank and matt it up. In a sense it was worth it." I rolled my eyes. "I'm thinking today is a hoodie day." He pulled out a hoodie and threw it on, along with a giant pair of sunglasses. It almost covered his whole face. "I have to get to my hairstylist ASAP.

I rolled my eyes. I had another good question. Where does this leave us? As in the whole relationship slash best friend status. I'm quite confused on it.

He chewed his lip nervously, thinking over it. "I really don't want to be in a relationship at the moment, with our big tour coming up and all. Is that ok with you lovely. If it's not I'm sorry…"

I put a calming arm on his shoulder, looking up at him. It's fine. I know where you're coming from. But when you leave for tour… He cut me off, knowing what I was getting at.

I could hear the eye roll in his voice. "There wont be any other girls, I promise. You mean too much to me to lose you over a girl. But I want the same thing from you too. Got it?"

I gave a good laugh and nodded. Now what we had that settled, we both took off towards his bedroom door. He gave me a sweet kiss. "I'll meet you guys at the Prom shoppe after my visit to the hairstylist alright? We should totally match." He gave a full out grin.

I quirked an eyebrow. What? Are we going to prom together now or something? I smiled.

"Well most definitely. Screw Georg and Heather… But not literally." He laughed before turning. "Good look Liebe." He called quietly over his shoulder. My stomach fluttered at that. Love.

I decided to get it over with and to go on and scope Georg out, he was ruining my all over good Bill induced mood. Fucker. Yup, totally pissed off now. Tom ran into me coming out of the bathroom, and steadied me as I almost fell. "You alright there?" I nodded, looking behind him for any sign of Georg. "You look a bit pissed, can I help you find anything?" He said, trying to help.

Where's Georg so I can beat the fuck out of him? I didn't mean it literally, I was going to try to talk civilly to him first. If he did anything stupid, or anything that pissed me off, I was going to lose it.

Tom sighed, I guess from not being able to read lips. "Well, I only caught the word Georg and fuck. So, I'm assuming you want Georg. He's in the kitchen, eating off his hangover." I rolled my eyes and started to walk down the stairs, Tom was at my side. "You want me to help?" He said. I shook my head, I really just needed to do this alone, so I could get over it. I needed to know what the hell was his problem. As Tom kept going straight to the living room, to lay with Shilo. I turned to the kitchen.

There he was sitting with his back to me at the table. I did the rational thing, and went to sit across from him. His head popped up at my abrupt presence. I saw him wince in pain, good. I hope he had one of the worst hangovers known to man. "Oh Abby!" He called. Trying to stand up from the table to come comfort me.

I waved a hand, telling him to cut the shit. What the hell was last night? What the fuck happened? I could fucking strangle you.

He put up his arms in a calming gesture. "It's not like we were dating, so why should it matter who I sleep with to you?"

I rolled my eyes. You had better not mean that. I stated. You fucked HEATHER! I exclaimed. Do you know how bad it hurts to lose someone else to her fake charms? Fake dating or not, first it was Bill, then you. Do you know how bad that hurts?

His face held sympathy. "I'm truly sorry Abby." He looked down at his bacon with a grimace. He didn't want it anymore. I hope he puked. "I was drunk, and I admit, I do the dumbest shit while drunk."

Clearly! I wanted to shout. Well, me and Bill are friends again, just wanted to let you know.

"Did you guys do it?" He said out of the blue, I didn't blush or anything as I shook my head. We really didn't. "Well I'm sorry, and I swear I'm never going to do that shit with Heather again."

I rolled my eyes. Whatever, just make sure you didn't catch any STD's. He laughed despite myself not joking. I narrowed my eyes at him. Just stay on my good side for the next few days and we wont have a problem.

He sighed sadly. "I'm sorry, how can I make it up to you?"

Stay on my good side. I stated more obvious.

"Am I still taking you to Prom?" He asked.

Nope.

"And why's that?" He asked, already knowing the answer I bet. Just wanting me to confirm it.

Bill's taking me. I gave in and blushed like a school girl this time. It was amazing to say that. Bill. Is. Taking. Me. To. Prom.

He gave a nervous laugh. "About time, now I don't have to go…"

Shilo snorted. "Oh, were making you go." She called, walking past the kitchen. She popped her head in. "If were suffering through dress and tux shopping, you're going too."

He rolled his eyes, giving a good ole Georg laugh. Then wincing. He was funny. "Well I don't have a date, so I'm not going." He said stubbornly.

Shilo smiled mischievously. "You already bought your tickets. Plus I'm sure Gusti wouldn't mind going." She laughed.

"I'm not taking Gustav to fucking prom." He said in defiance.

Gustav walked around the corner in his boxers and a single sock. Carrying a cereal bowl. "You are taking me to prom and you'll deal with it." He said firmly, and the look on his face made me laugh.

Simone bounded through the back door. "I call taking Abbs dress shopping!" She sang happily.

Shilo pouted. "Aren't we all going together?"

"Yes, but I want to help her pick it out." She sounded like a little kid, in all her happy glory. I rolled my eyes, I didn't care who helped me pick it out as long as I had someone there with me.

"Why?" Shilo said confused.

"Because I know you wont le me help you!" She pouted.

"You got that right." She laughed. "Well I'm going to go get ready."

"You should go change too honey." She looked down at me. "I'm sure Bill wouldn't mind you borrowing some clothes." I rolled my eyes and nodded. I got up and walked towards Bill's room.

I've never been excited to shop for dresses before.

Prom!

:3

Well I doubt the prom chappy with be next, but the one after? Excited? : ) I am!

LYRICS :D

- Drop your socks and grab your mini boom box, Do the pop lock body rock, Let the beat drop, Till your shell shocked, Baby what, tell me what you got, Rock hard like a sinner block!