Sorry I haven't updated in awhile I had to study, had a few exams and then I had to pack for break. I'm back home now but over the weekend we didn't have internet so I've been trying to write up a storm. Enjoy all!

Flowersc781- there's a good and bad side to living with boys, my floor is co-ed and as much as I love having guys around all the day, they get drunk and do stupid things lol hope you like this one

Nikkd03- hope ya like this chapter!

I started unpacking everything in my living room first. It was a workout in itself. Before I knew it, it was already going on nine. I hopped in the shower blow dried my hair and found some decent clothes. I left my door unlocked since it was only boys from the team that occupied the floor.

I knocked on Phil's door and Bill Baker opened it. The poker game was in progress and beer bottles/cans were everywhere. I waltzed over to the fridge and took one out. The boys all greeted me but were heavily concentrating on the game. I went over and apologized to Rizzo for not making it to watch the movie with them since I was unpacking the whole time. The two of us stood behind Mark or Rammer as everyone was calling him. He was trying to get a flush in spades and gave up his ace and queen.

"I really wouldn't have done that if I were you," I told him. "Like you know how to play poker,' He replied. He picked up his two new cards; it was the king of spades and two of diamonds. He just looked at me. "Told you, "I stated. I kept nagging him the entire game. "If you think your hot shit you get in the game," He said, mad that I was right. "Fine, I will." He got up and I took his sit.

"I do believe you just lost $20," Rammer told me after the first four rounds. "Thanks I know that." I replied. After that I not only evened-out but I ended up dominating the boys. I was playing against Phil, Jack, Silky, Rizzo and John.

We all put in five dollars to go another round. I got my cards and it was another five bucks to stay in. Jack raised it to seven dollars to stay in. Silky and Rizzo folded. John raised it to ten dollars. "Looks like Bah might have something," Phil said taking a sip of his beer, pitching his money in. I had a straight going but needed one more card to make it. I laid down my ten dollars.

I bit my bottom lip as I was picking up my card. It was the card I needed but I still bit my lip and put on a worried face. "Not the card you wanted?" Jack smirked, laying down another ten dollars in the pot. Phil folded, John or Bah as they were now calling him, put his money in.

"That's a lot of money..." Someone said. "It's over $100," I said sighing. The guys were either telling me to fold or encouraging me to keep going. I was the only one that could see my cards; I wouldn't hold them up to let anyone else see. I put my money in the middle of the table. "I call it," I said. Phil was the first one to lay down his cards; he had a pair of jacks and a pair of aces. Jack was next; he had three eights and a pair of tens. "Damn!" Phil said, he just lost his money. Jack sat there smirking. "Well let's see what you have," he said. I laid my cards down. Jack's jaw hit the floor, I just won over one hundred dollars! I gathered my money and left the table.

When I went to get up I realized I had a lot more alcohol than I realized, and it hit me all at once. I ran into Mac at one point. "Robbie!" I declared. "Have you been drinking?" He asked me. I nodded my head. "Only a little," I explained. "Robbie come see my new apartment," I told him. "Hails, you're in no condition to drive right now." He told me. "We can walk, come on," I grabbed his hand and I pulled him down the hall and opened the front door. "You're living on the same floor?" He asked, and I nodded again.

I pulled him in and we both sat on the couch. Within thirty minutes I had started to sober up. "So did you date much this past year?" He asked me. "Umm, not really, I mean I had a few hook ups but nothing substantial." I answered. "Do you still remember when we…?" He asked. "Yeah," I nodded my head. "It was before I left for Latvia." I said. "You were nervous," He told me. "So were you," I replied.

"I loved you so much," I told him. "I loved you too, more than I could say Hails," He told me. "I still love you, but as a brother," I admitted. "You'll always be like a little sister to me," He said. I snuggled up against him.

"I miss this," I stated. "God I forgot how good it feels, to just relax, sit and talk." I admitted. "What do you mean?" He asked. "I'm always doing something, go-go-go, you know me. I can't ever stay in one place for too long. And I miss us, I miss talking with you the way I can come to you with any stupid problem I'm having." I told him.

"So last night, when you ran out of the bar," He started. "It was something else that bothered you," He said. "After all these years, you can still read me like a book." I told him. "Byron and I were in a deep relationship. He taught me how to surf, and we hooked up a couple of times. Then our relationship grew and the next thing I knew we were going out." I sighed. "Hails," I heard him say. "No, I just don't want to talk about it anymore." I stated, and that was the end of that.

"You should get to bed you have an early practice tomorrow." I told him, as I snuggled on my couch. "Is that where you're sleeping?" He asked amused. "I couldn't find my bed sheets." I admitted, he laughed getting up. He grabbed the throw blanket I had on the back of the couch and covered me with it. "Goodnight Hails," He said leaving for the door. "Goodnight Rob," I said before falling asleep.