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Chapter 23.

Syd's POV

I awoke the next morning, head resting on Vaughn's chest, taking in everything that had happened the night before. I couldn't have asked for the most perfect night. Well, ok it wasn't that perfect. Vaughn went missing for a while cause he saw Danny and I kissing, but everything after that was wonderful.

The best part was that it felt so right. Being with Vaughn for the first time and knowing how much we loved each other gave us an unbelievable comforting feeling. I always figured that it would be awkward and I'd be nervous the first time.

The pounding on Vaughn's door is what brought him out of his deep slumber and me out of my daydream.

"Hey Syd? Vaughn? Are you in there?" Weiss yelled out.

"Yeah, we're in here." I answered

"Can we come in?" Francie asked.

"No!" Vaughn said groggily as he rubbed his eyes.

"Why not?" They both questioned.

"Because we're naked." I laughed into Vaughn's chest thinking about the expressions of both of their faces from behind the door.

"Well, cover up, we're coming in." Weiss shouted.

Suddenly, the door swung open and I reached down to bring the sheet up to my shoulders.

"Hey love birds! Don't you want to get up soon? We have classes today." Weiss said, shaking Vaughn to wake him up.

"It's too early… we just got two hours of sleep. Get away from me Weiss."

"So I assume everything is ok between you two?" Fran asked as she walked over to my side of the bed and took a seat.

"Yep, everything is great." Looking up at Vaughn, I planted a soft kiss on his lips.

The only thing coming from Francie's mouth was a string of, "Awww's." while Weiss groaned and rolled his eyes. He also mumbled something about the only one not getting any action now.

"Vaughn and I aren't going to school today. You guys want to cut with us?" I asked.

"Nah, I only have one class today at 9 so I might as well go. Weiss, what about you?"

"Nope, me too. Only one class today."

"You guys suck." Vaughn groaned.

"Alright, we'll get out of here and let you guys get back to sleep. We'll be back later. You guys want to get some lunch later on?" Weiss asked.

"Yeah, if we get out of bed." I answered laughing.

The next time I awoke it was 12:25 and Vaughn was already out of the bed. Hearing the shower going, I threw on some clothes and made my way in to the bathroom. Vaughn immediately poked his head out from behind the shower curtain and gave me a big smile.

"Good morning." I said cheerfully, reaching for my toothbrush.

"More like good afternoon. You wanna join me in here, beautiful?" He asked.

"No, I'm good."

"You sure? There's plenty of room for two." Walking over, I grabbed Vaughn from the back of his head and pulled him in for a long, heated kiss.

"Mmmm, I hope that's a yes." He moaned.

"No. It's more of an incentive for you to get your ass out of the shower so we can get some lunch. I'm starving."

"Ughh, Syd! You're killing me! You can't just kiss me like that and then walk away." He groaned as he closed the shower curtain.

"You'll live!" I shouted while I walked out of the bathroom.

We decided to meet up with Francie and Weiss for lunch at the little burger place down the street from Fran and mine's apartment. The whole time Weiss kept drilling us for information on what happened the night before while Francie would hit him in the shoulder and tell him to leave us alone.

Vaughn and I sat there, smiling at each other knowing that we were the only two people on earth who knew the private little details. I knew I'd spill it out to Francie sooner or later, but for the time being, I liked that it stayed in between Vaughn and me.

Over the next few nights, I became exceedingly comfortable with the living arrangements. I, of course stayed with Vaughn while Francie started to spend all of her nights at the guy's apartment too. She would pull out the bed from the couch or sleep on the air mattress in Weiss' room. Somehow all of us grew to like living with each other. It made me wonder if we were wasting money on paying rent for our apartment.

Vaughn's POV

On Thursday morning, Weiss and I decided to go for a run on the track. We didn't even run half a mile before Weiss pulled me by my t-shirt and said we had to stop. I think I ran a whole lap with his lazy ass latched on to my shoulder telling me he couldn't run anymore.

"C'mon Weiss. We haven't even ran a mile yet. How do you expect to lose weight if you don't even exercise?" I asked still jogging slowly while he walked next to me.

"I exercise! I take the stairs to our apartment instead of taking the elevator."

"Dude, we live on the second floor." I responded.

"Yeah so… every little bit helps."

We were able to run a couple more laps before Weiss declared that he really couldn't take it anymore and collapsed on the bleachers.

"Ok, obviously me trying to motivate you to lose a few pounds isn't working. You know if Francie was the one telling you, you'd stop eating." Letting out a sarcastic sigh, Weiss rolled his eyes.

"Speaking of Francie, I think she's starting to like me now. What do you think?" He asked.

"What? Why do you think she's starting to like you?"

"Dude, Mike, she's been spending every night at our apartment for the last week."

"That's cause she doesn't like sleeping by herself at her apartment." I explained.

"What? No way!"

"Yes way. She told Syd and I the other day that she's too scared to sleep at her apartment alone anymore cause she keeps hearing things."

"You really do know how to deflate a guy's confidence." Weiss said, slapping me in the back.

Taking a swig from my water bottle, I threw it down and started running up and down the bleachers. Meanwhile, Weiss continued to lie there looking like he was catching some rays on the beach.

"Ok, don't do that anymore Mike. You're making me look bad." He said as soon as I finished. "So now that the girls aren't around. Why don't you tell me how things were with Syd after the big fight."

"I already told you I'm not going to tell you anything!"

"Oh, C'mon! Do I get one little detail? I'm your best friend and roommate after all."

Chucking my empty water bottle at him I yelled, "No!"

When we got back to the apartment, we found Syd and Francie painting their toenails in the family room. About thirty different colors of toenail polishes were spread out all over the coffee table. If I didn't think Syd's feet looked sexy when she had her toenails painted, then I probably would've went nuts.

Walking in, Weiss made a comment about how they're going to turn in our bachelor pad into a salon. I kindly reminded him that our apartment was never a bachelor pad. There was nothing masculine about it except for the stack of ESPN magazines on the coffee table and Eric's Playboys stashed under the couch.

Having Syd around all the time was the absolute best. I really couldn't get enough of her. But, it also made it that much harder to concentrate on my schoolwork. I wouldn't even concentrate in class anymore because all my thoughts were focused on her and counting down the minutes till I could see her again.

Just the other night, I was on my bed attempting to catch up on my reading for government when she was lying next to me and started to blow air into my ear. I had no intention on ignoring her. But, with finals coming up the next week, I really needed to get my reading done.

It nearly drove me insane what she was doing. She kept whispering in my ear and playing with the hair on the nape of my neck. After twenty minutes of trying not to give into the distractions, I threw my 600-page government book off of the bed and said, "Screw it."

Syd was joking around with me saying I was the one always wanting to get into bed. She was just as bad. She knows exactly how to tempt me and uses it to her advantage. I, on the other hand, know she doesn't have many weaknesses.

For sure I thought the shirtless push-ups would work on her, but yesterday morning she just stepped over me and went into the kitchen. My ego was slightly shattered when she didn't even take a second glance.

Syd's POV

Late on Tuesday afternoon, the four of us took a trip to the library to study for our up coming Chemistry final. All of us were dreading it terribly. Especially me since I hadn't been doing so well on the previous quizzes even though I was trying my best.

Despite our constant protests, Francie dragged Vaughn, Weiss, and I to the school library that we never even been before. Somehow studying in public places never worked for me. I would always get distracted or find myself people watching.

Settling into a private room on the third floor, we all sat around a big brown desk and took out our notebooks to compare notes. To no one's surprise, Francie had the most notes written down neatly with every key term highlighted. It was also to no one's surprise that Weiss only had 11 pages of notes from the whole semester and his handwriting was so bad that none of us could read it.

After awhile of talking about Chemistry terms that Weiss couldn't even pronounce, the complaints started coming out.

"Ok, I think we're good now. Time to go home, right guys?" Weiss asked, looking around at all of our faces.

"Eric, it's only been an hour. We have four more chapters to go over." Francie responded.

"Why did we have to come to the library anyways? We could've studied back at the apartment." Vaughn said as he scooted his chair closer to mine and laid his head on my shoulder.

"Because, Weiss would've been turning the TV on and not paying attention while you and Syd would probably sneak off into your room to do god knows what."

"No!" I yelled out.

"Yes! You guys can't keep your hands off of each other. We thought it was bad before. Now that you guys are doing it, it's even worse."

Weiss nodded in approval while Vaughn lifted his head off of my shoulder and just sat there with a big smirk on his face. Neither of us could deny it, but we didn't want to admit to it.

"I can't take this anymore. I'm going to go to the vending machine and grab me a soda." Weiss announced. "Mike, you want to come with me?"

"Yeah, sure." Vaughn answered while they both pushed themselves off of their chairs and made their way out of the room.

"Fran, it doesn't bother you that Vaughn and I are affectionate, right?" I asked, turning to face her.

"No, not at all Syd. I'm just joking around with you guys. It's actually sweet how close you two are."

"Oh, ok, I was just checking cause I don't want to annoy you or anything."
"I swear, it doesn't. And, if it ever does, I'll let you know." She responded. "So, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to because I know Weiss has been bugging you, but how was it?"

"It was perfect Fran. Right before we made love, we said I love you to each other and it was so romantic."

"That is unbelievably, adorably sweet!" She squeaked out.

"I know. And Vaughn was so gentle and loving. After, we just sort of laid in each other's arms without saying anything, just basking in the enjoyment." I said wistfully, thinking of everything that happened that night.

"Oh, Syd! That sounds so dreamy. I'm jealous. My first time was definitely not like that."

"Really? What happened?" I asked.

"It wasn't anything horrible. But, my first boyfriend, Charlie, we sort of just did it because everyone else was doing it in high school. We didn't want to feel left out or anything. The first time sucked." She chuckled. "I mean, I was so tense and uncomfortable and Charlie was nervous. It was probably the most unromantic thing ever."

Just then, the boys walked in and handed us our drinks. Two diet cokes for the both of us. We spent a couple of more hours at the library going over everything possible. I found it extremely helpful and thanked god I had Fran to discuss all of the critical thinking questions with.

Weiss fell asleep on the table half way through the study session and Vaughn started reading one of his sports magazines. We both vowed not to help them the day before the final when they would be running to us for help.

Vaughn's POV

That night, after dinner, Syd and I snuggled up on my bed and watched the news. It was so normal for us to always want to have physical contact with each other. I know some people would be bored all the time if they held their girlfriend's hand. But for me, it was second nature.

Every time I got the chance I'd always be hugging and cuddling with Syd. It was the most natural thing in the world to me.

With her head tucked under my chin, I spoke so she would look up at me.

"Hey Syd… I've been thinking about this for a couple of weeks now. And I want to know what you think." Lifting her body up into a sitting position, she raised her eyebrows in curiosity.

"What's up?" She questioned.

"Well, I know you don't spend much time at your apartment anymore, so I was thinking maybe we could move in together next semester." I was tentative about telling her in the first place thinking it would make her uncomfortable.

"Really?" She asked excitedly.

"Yeah… you've basically moved in with me anyways. It wouldn't be a huge change."

"That sounds great. But, what about Francie? She'd be stuck with my rent."

"Actually, she could move in with us too. Downstairs in the lobby there was an ad saying they're renting out a 3-bedroom place on the 4th floor. Weiss, and Fran could have their own room while you and I could share one." I explained.

"That's a great idea Vaughn."

"I know. It would be the best for the all of us. It cuts down the cost of rent a lot. I figured you and I don't need our own separate rooms. Plus, if you get mad at me, I could just sleep on the couch." A big, dimpled smile played out on Syd's face. "So, what do you think?" I asked.

"I think it's a great idea." Syd responded.

"Yeah?"

"Yes. I would love to move in with you."

Throwing her body on top of mine, she started kissing me hard on the mouth showing me just how much she appreciated my offer. I was just getting lost in the kiss and about to slip off her tank top when she swiftly moved her mouth off of mine.

"Wait." She said frantically.

"What? Are we out of condoms?" I asked, thinking that was the reason she stopped.

"No! I think you bought enough at the store the other day."

"Hey… you have to always be prepared."

"Isn't that the boy scout motto?" Syd inquired.

"Yeah… actually it is. Ok… if it's not about the condoms then why did you stop?"

"We're going to have to tell my dad that we're moving in together." She explained.

I disentangled myself from her and threw my head back against the pillow. If the mention of Jack Bristow doesn't get you out of the mood of having sex then I don't know what does.

"Hey Syd, can you not mention your dad when I'm about to undo your bra. It kind of ruins the mood."

Laughter erupted from her body as she scooted her body closer to me. Placing a soft, but sweet kiss on my lips, she apologized.

"I'm sorry Vaughn. The thought just popped into my head." She started tracing her fingers around my chest and looked at me playfully.

"You're not totally out of the mood, right?" She asked innocently.

"Kiss me again and we'll just have to find out."

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