Title: Dare you to move

Author: alienangel19852003

Summary: Summertime is rapidly approaching in Pickford and Phil, Keely, Owen, and Via are bored. Owen suggests a game of dare will his game be the thing that brings them all closer than before?

Rating: T, sexuality, language, teen partying,

Disclaimer: I don't own POTF.

A/n: Flashbacks (italics) are definitely rated M for sexuality. Chapter title comes from Ammunition by Switchfoot

"Look what a mess we've made of love"

Phil awoke to a loud banging noise that seemed to sync up with the pain he was still having in his head. He cast a glance to his door to find his father standing there.

"Your mother wants me to talk to you about coming home hung over." Lloyd said rather loudly.

"Dad could you take it down a notch. My head feels like you know those channels that don't come all the way in on cable, everything is all scrambled." Phil said.

His father stepped inside the room and closed the door, "She's listening," he whispered.

"Who?"

"You're mother that's who; she wanted me to talk to you about stumbling home at noon all nasty and hung over. But I want to talk to you about last night." Lloyd told him, "So did you finally boom boom with Keely?"

"What?" he asked horrified that his father would ask him such a question.

"Did you what is it the kids say these days? Tap that?"

"You know…I don't feel comfortable discussing that with you Dad." Phil said.

"You tapped that didn't you? I knew it! I knew it!" His father said excitedly.

His father had recently began to take an interest in his relationship with Keely, and his father wanted his relationship to be more of a sexual on with her far more than Phil did, and Phil was in love with the girl for crying out loud.

"Now son, I do hope that when you got there you protected yourself." Lloyd said.

"I don't remember…" Phil said.

"This is bad. You did keep a hold of the condoms I gave you yesterday?"

Phil dug in his pants pocket producing two of the five condoms he'd been given.

"Way to go boy, I guess you did remember something I taught you. Did you remember the thing I told you about the circle thrust?"

Phil shuddered, hearing his father talk about sex was frightening on top of his massive headache was too much to take.

"Dad…I'm not feeling well could we discuss this some other time like…I don't know…never?"

"Sure, sure son. I'm going to get back to you when you can offer up more details." Lloyd told him before making his way out of the room.

Phil turned over on his side and shut his eyes, he was frustrated at the whole situation. Things with Keely were like two steps forward, three steps back, and one giant step to well nowhere.

He sighed remembering the night before, the stark longing on her face when she'd led him upstairs. The way she moaned when he kissed her throat, the way she begged, and the way she cried his name as she writhed in pleasure. He shut his eyes tight trying to drive away the memories but they were too strong and too powerful to ignore just like his feelings for her.

The night replayed over in his mind, he could still feel her under his fingertips, and he remembered how scared she looked for a second when he'd taken off her dress.

"You're beautiful Keel," he told her.

"Really?"

"Yes, you know that…you've got guys staring at you all the time." He said kissing her shoulder.

"But you're the only one who has really seen me."

"You're the only girl for me Keely…" he whispered unclasping her bra, and uncovering her breasts.

He kisses them softly and she threaded her fingers through his hair, and moaned as he took her nipple in his mouth. She moaned and arched against him, he cupped the other breast with his hand. He was a little nervous, terrified to be exact he'd never done this before, but his instincts weren't steering him wrong. She seemed to like the way he kissed her and petted her. He gave the other breast the same attention before moving down to her belly.

He playfully kissed her belly and left soft bites down to the waistband of her panties.

"Mmmm…" she moaned.

He swirled his tongue around her bellybutton before he slid off her panties.

"This is it Keel, no going back now."

"I don't want to go back," she said her hands immediately going to work taking off his belt and she started to strip him.

"I love you…"he whispered.

"I love you too Phil…"

Phil opened his eyes; his memories were even too much for him.


Keely was in the broadcast lab looking over the notes for the morning report when Via walked in with dark sunglasses on her face. She looked particularly disheveled, dressed in Owen's huge H.G. Wells Cross Country sweat shirt, leggings and flip flops. Her usually neat brown hair was thrown up in a messy bun.

"What happened to you?" Keely asked.

Via grunted, "Ooh don't get me started. Owen is what happened to me."

"Oh…" Keely said.

"What happened to you and Phil you two slipped out without a word yesterday?" Via said.

Keely blushed, "Nothing, we just decided to go home. I looked for you and Owen to say bye but you guys were holed up in his parents' bedroom."

"It wasn't like that Keel, Owen spent most of the night throwing up and I had to take care of him. You know his parents were coming back last night and we had to get rid of all that vodka and you I was raised never to throw away anything…"

"So you drank the other bottle of Absolut?" Keely asked.

"Well, yeah…" Via said taking a seat on the couch, "Damn I wish I can smoke in here."

"V…" Keely admonished rolling her eyes.

"So what happened between you and Phil, it was about to get real hot and heavy on the couch…" Via said.

Keely got up from the desk and went to close the door.

"Whoa this is serious…" Via said.

"Yeah it is…me and Phil we kinda… we kinda… you know…"

"What? I'm afraid I don't know…" Via said, Keely knew she was just giving her a hard time.

"Via…" she whined, "This is serious."

"I know but I think if you're big enough to do it you're big enough to say it." Via said.

"Well, I guess you're right. We spent the night together, and I don't mean we slept in the same bed." Keely said.

"Oh…" Via said, "Keely this is huge, you and Phil…I can't believe it."

"Well you'd better believe it because it's true and it was totally amazing, but it's over."

"What?" Via said.

"He was drunk he doesn't even remember, when we woke up together he said it was all fragmented that he couldn't remember what he'd done just that we had done that." Keely said, "He wants us to be friends nothing more. And if I can't have his love I'm going to be his friend."

"Keely aren't you at least a little angry that you two did this and now he's acting like he little boy. I don't care if he was really drunk or not, he has those types of feelings for you and he took you up to that room to make love not to talk, and you've got to make him deal with that." Via said.

"I just don't want to lose him."

"I'm tired of seeing you keep getting hurt, I know he cares about you but he's so damn scared of how he feels." Via said.

"I'm scared to but I can't run away from this anymore, but the only thing I can do is leave it alone." Keely said.

"Whatever you say Keely," Via smirked.

Keely frowned knowing that Via wasn't going to leave it alone, "I know you and Owen are trying to push me and Phil together, I think you guys should cool it for awhile."

Via tried to feign innocence, "Me and Owen hardly, he may be my boyfriend but I'd never work with him on such a mission. Let's face it Owen is a fantastic lover but a poor strategist, to get the two you together I'd need someone more like Pim to help me."

"Okay, I so didn't need to know that Owen was a fantastic lover."

"Speaking of that how was Phil?"

"Via…he was amazing. Gentle and rough all at the same time. He told me he loved me. I don't know if he really meant it or not, or if it's just something that guys say right before they…you know."

"He's totally in love with you, but he's too I don't know…shy, scared, or stupid to admit it. Before this is over I swear I will get you you're man. Just mark my words Keely." Via said as the bell rang loudly.

"Oh goodness why do they have that damn thing you can hear it all the way down at the State Prison." Via said, "I've got to get going to Ms. Feinstein's Lit class. Ciao…"

Via left just as Phil was entering.

"Keely…" he whispered.

They stared at each other, it was awkward she couldn't believe how strange it was.

"Hey Phil, I've been going over the production notes for the morning report…" she began.

"Yeah…" he said.

As hard as they both tried for things to be normal, it wasn't. They were stuck in some weird limbo. They managed to get through the day all the way up to Messerschmitt's class.

"Today, is the day I will give out the assignment for final projects. We are approaching our final two weeks in this class. Many of you won't sign up for my World History class next year so I always try to make the final projects really count." Messerschmitt explained.

"I will assign each of you a suitable partner for this project." He informed them.

Keely sighed and listened to Mr. Messerschmitt dole out the partner assignments.

"Mr. Diffy you're with Miss. Crowley. Teslow you're with Mr. Sanders."

"Excuse me sir…" Via said, "Keely can't handle Owen on her own. I'm afraid either Phil or myself must partner with him." Via said firmly.

"Yeah, I have a short attention span, I fart, and I make terrible jokes, and hog all the popcorn." Owen said.

"Alright. Just swap that around, Mr. Diffy you work with Miss Teslow and Mr. Sanders will work with Miss Crowley. Any other alterations? No? I didn't think so now get to work."

Keely watched as Phil smiled shyly and pushed his desk closer to hers.

"Phil, is this weird?" she asked.

"A little." He responded.

"Yeah…maybe if we talk about the project and focus on normal stuff it'll all be normal." Keely said.


"Normal stuff okay, normal stuff. Think normal…" Phil said closing his eyes.

He opened them and looked at her she was so pretty dressed in a yellow sundress and white stiletto pumps her hair swept down looking like one of The Stepford Wives. He could see the bite he'd left on her shoulder.

She pursed her lips and stared at him. He wanted to kiss her again. To hold her in his arms to feel her body pressed so tightly against his the way he'd held her that night. He couldn't keep pretending like this he was going to break and he would end up hurting her.

She didn't want to be with him. Maybe she just liked the idea of being with him.

They sat there and stared at each other talking quietly about the project they were assigned and his mind kept wandering back to that night.

"Phil…" Keely panted.

He slid his hands up her thighs; he wanted to kiss her everywhere. He ignored his own erection and went back to his discovery of Keely's anatomy.

"Phil, please…I need you…no more teasing…" she whimpered.

He pressed a soft kiss to her thigh and went rummaging through the pocket of his discarded pants.

"Phil, you were spacing…did you hear what I said about making our presentation like a theme party? With all the stuff from the fifties era America."

"Keel…what if I said I did remember what happened the other night." Phil said.

"What?"

"I remember the night we spent together…everything was jumbled at first now it's clearer. High Definition clear." He whispered.

Keely blushed, "I'm glad you did. I don't want you to feel like you've taken advantage of me."

"I do feel like that Keel. I can't pretend to the normal today, I'm sorry…" he said gathering his things and walking from the room.

Once he was outside of the classroom he sighed and leaned against the wall.

"Phil…" Keely burst out of the door joining him in the hallway.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him he was about to kiss her again.

"I don't know what normal is between us anymore." He told her.

"Me either, but we have to do this project. Are you leaving school?" she asked changing the subject conveniently but her eyes seem to be on the same page with him.

"Yeah I need to clear my head."

"How about I come over later about sevenish?" Keely asked.

"Great."

"What happened to 'creat'?" she asked.

"I don't know…" he smiled Keely was certainly one amazing girl to make him smile when he felt like he was nearly broken.

"I don't want things to be weird between us, if I'd known it would be like this–"

"I hope you don't mean that." He quietly interrupted.

"Phil, I don't want sex to be what ruins our relationship."

"The other night was wonderful, and like you said I'm glad it was you Keely." He told her.

"You are?"

"Yes."

Keely impulsively wrapped her arms around him, "I am too, I really hope we figure this out Phil. I don't want to lose you ever."

"I don't want to lose you either Keel. I'll see you after school okay." He whispered kissing her on the cheek and pulling away.