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Leah's POV
I dried my hair in the living room, throwing the towel in the used hamper and wondering out onto the front porch. Alex had put in a CD and it blasted out familiar songs that reminded me of the boys, a few or Rach and Alex too.
I jumped as Pogue opened the door and smiled, "Oh… I just wondered if this was yours?"
I looked down at his hand and blushed furiously under my dark skin. Oh crabapples!
"That's… yeah, that's mine… sorry." I took the black bra quickly and wrapped it up, hiding it from view. "Geez, that's embarrassing…"
He shrugged, "It's just a bra.. nothing I've never seen before, Quincy." He went go slip back inside but I bit at my lip playfully and called quickly.
"Oi, Poguester…" His head popped out again, "Just how many have you seen?"
He laughed and shook his head, looking down and then back up. I jerked my head, "Wanna walk? I'd bug Baby Boy but he's disappeared from my radar. Besides, I have a scary feeling that if I'm not careful, I'll end up in Africa or somewhere else, god knows…"
He snorted again and closed the door behind him, "Sure… I could use some fresh air. The shampoo fumes are driving me mad in there," He motioned over his shoulder as we wondered out into the dark forest.
I gasped, "OH! That reminds me!" I grabbed at his neck, pulling his head down to me and taking in a long breath of his long dirty blonde hair. I sighed, "Yeah. You and Rach defiantly share shampoos."
He laughed and shrugged, "Smells nice?" I nodded and he grinned, "Cool."
We walked for a while and I laughed to myself. Pogue frowned, "What?"
"Oh nothing…"
"That'll get annoying and then I'll have to dunk you in the lake," He nudged me, "say it."
I snorted, "It's just… well… she's Rachel!"
"…………And?"
He looked truly puzzled. "She's crazy. I've seen her date a million times before but… none of those had lasted more than a few days. No wait, Mark lasted for two weeks- besides the point!" I shook my head, "What I'm getting at is- you do know that she likes you, right?"
"Well, I guessed from-"
"Oh, no… I meant likes you."
"Likes me like a fast car or likes me like I like her?"
I smiled, "Oh, that's sweet. But really!"
"Leah," He sighed, "I like her a lot and… by the talk we had just a little while ago… I'm guessing she feels the same."
"Oh thank god! She said it." I let out my breath.
"Said what?"
"That she loves you…" I frowned at him,"…Duh!"
He snorted, "Don't get me started on that…" There was a long silence as I watched him kick around a stick as we walked.
I bit my lip and stepped in front of him, turning slowly and looking at him, "Alright. What's bothering you?"
"Nothing. Nothing's bothering me."
"You're like an open book," I rolled my eyes and folded my arms, "Spit it out, Turn ip!"
"Who you callin' turnip?" He frowned down at me.
I poked him in the chest, "You. Don't change the subject. What's on your mind?"
He shrugged, "It's nothing really, I'm just… worried."
"Worried about what?" I frowned, though again, he was an open book. I had a pretty fair guess…
"Well, it's Rachel."
"No, really? I would have never-" He shot me a look and I fell silent, "Right, sorry."
"She just… I'm worried for her sake, you know? I don't want to be pushing her-"
"Pushing her? You're crazy- sorry." I looked down.
"I know she has a bit of a commitment problem…"
I looked up quickly, "Whoa… who said anything about commitment pr-"
"Leah, I may be a guy and not understand fully about the whole female brain waves and stuff," he laughed at his own words, "but I know when something's up with my girlfriend. I just couldn't really… ask her about it."
"Why not?"
He raised his eyebrows at me and I urged him on by nodding and raising my own. He rolled his eyes and said mockingly, "Oh. Hi Rach. Just wondering… am I pressuring you into having sex with me? You won't run away if I ask you…"
"Ask her what?"
"Nothing."
"Pogue!"
"Seriously, it's nothing. I shouldn't have said anything," He turned his back on me and I scoffed. I darted forwards and grabbed his shoulder, turning him back to me.
"Alright, listen up and listen up good. If you don't say anything to her, she'll just carry on her merry way doing… whatever it is you think she's doing. You need to talk to her about this… "Stuff"."
"Cause that's not suicidal at all," He rolled his eyes.
"Oh come on! What's the worst she could do?" I folded my arms and he raised one eyebrow, making me feel totally lame. I snorted, "Well, yeah, okay, I see your point. Still!"
"Still what?" He sighed exasperatedly.
"Alright, love birds! Inside!" Caleb yelled out the front door, squinting at us in the dark. His eyes widened, "Oh… oh, uh… I'm sorry; I thought you were Rachel…"
I shook my head, "S'fine. We're coming…" I gave Pogue an annoyed look and walked inside. I heard Pogue whisper something harshly to his best mate, but I didn't eavesdrop.
The table had been messily set as Reid carried a huge pot over to the table; Tyler yelled in pain as Alex accidentally tread on his foot, making sure people stayed clear of the steaming metal in Reid's mitted hands. Rachel grabbed out cans of soda, throwing them up, her eyes black as they landed neatly in front of each place.
I watched as many things floated around, people inconspicuously got knocked around, people hit others playfully and then we were all sitting down to eat.
Thank god music was playing softly in the background; otherwise the silence would have been unbearable.
"So, uh…" Alex pushed her food around with her fork, glancing at each of us around the table.
"Shotty!" Reid looked at the piece of tomato on the top of the lump of salad in the huge spoon that Tyler was raising over to his plate.
"No way, leave my food alone." Baby Boy snatched it out of Reid's grip and plonked it on his plate. He went to put the spoon back when Reid leaned down and took the red piece.
"Mine." Blondie grinned, popping it into his mouth.
I stabbed viciously at my food and looked up as Caleb and Rachel stared at me. I frowned, "What?"
"Nothing," Caleb cleared his throat.
"Just didn't know there was a hyena in the house…" Rachel muttered, taking a drink.
"Hey!" I looked up at her for a moment, then stabbed a piece of salad and jerked my fork at her, the green flying and landing into her lap.
"I'll get it," Pogue grinned, across from her.
"Don't even," Tyler rolled his eyes and took a drink.
"So what do you guys want to do tomorrow?" Rachel grinned.
"Middle of the week, great." Reid whined, "What happened to my holiday?"
"I stole it," I mumbled into my food.
"Give it back!" Reid snapped.
"Children." Alex raised her spoon educately, pointing her nose in the air. Rachel's face was in her hands.
"Gross man," Pogue pushed Caleb's butterknife away from his face while Reid bent over Baby Boy's lap, picking the wallet slowly out of Pogue's back pocket.
"Oi!" Pogue turned around and elbowed Reid in the nose by accident.
"Crap!" Alex jumped.
"No… no… I'd go more for 'Ouch'." Reid said through gritted teeth, holding his nose and sitting up again. His eyes shifted over and then cleared, "Well it's not broken."
"Dang," Rachel laughed.
"Hey… who am I?" Reid grabbed a fork and…
"I gotta go to the bathroom…" I mumbled, pushing my chair back and bolting down the hall.
Pogue's POV
We were all looking around at the hall where Quincy had just disappeared down, everyone quiet. I grinned finally at Reid and he looked at Baby Boy between us, "Go on, Simms… Go make your night,"
"Lay off…" Tyler grumbled, ignoring Reid's friendly shove.
"She'll be expecting," I grinned, leaning over to him and glancing at Rachel before back at Tyler, "they don't like it when you keep them waiting…"
"Just think… she's in there all alone-"
"ALL RIGHT! Jesus Christ, will you two keep it down! People five hundred miles away will think you're making some teenage schoolboy porno!" He shoved his chair back and stormed down the hall muttering to himself.
Reid and I were both watching. I laughed, "The only porno that boy has ever seen, I'll bet."
"Agreed." Reid nodded.
"Hey, now…" Caleb said warningly.
I went back to my food, pushing it around, bored. Alex and Rachel made small talk about some movie I'd never heard of. Reid was scratching his initials into Rach's table with the edge of his knife, Caleb was texting and I was… being bored.
I dropped my cutlery as her foot brushed the inside of my leg. I closed my eyes and opened them, only to see Rachel looking at her plate, stealing glances.
She did it again, making shivers go up my spine. I bit at my lip, sitting up straighter and closing my legs a little more.
But of course, this was Rachel. Girl who could get in and out of about anything.
She cleared her throat and took a drink, eyeing me for a long moment before sliding yet another foot up my leg, almost to my thigh.
This time the feeling when straight to my groin and I closed my legs completely shut.
"Well hell, look at the time…" Reid smirked at me and I wanted to throw my plate at him. He laughed and leaned across the table, deliberately across my plate and 'accidentally' nudging my drink with his elbow off the table and into my lap. I should have seen it coming, but I was too busy fighting off a few cravings.
"Shit, sorry man." Reid looked down and smirked again at me. "Need help? I'll help you rub it off," He winked.
"Dude… stay away from me." I pushed my chair back, leaping to the hall in two strides, not enough time to show the two embarrassing spots at my groin.
"Dude, have a cold shower!" Reid called and I kicked the couch on my way to the bathroom.
I got to the start of the hall and stopped dead; oooh. Leah and Tyler… right.
"Uhh… Rach?! Is there another bathroom?!" I called turning and then jumping as she stood right behind me.
"No need to yell... I'm right here," She smirked, that same kind that Reid treated me with all the time. She laced her fingers through mine on one hand and pressed my back to the wall, other fingers looping through the hook on my jeans. "Need help?"
"Uhh… Rach..." I felt my skin getting slightly hot all over, my stomach churning as my pants only became the slightest bit tighter.
"Mhm?" She grinned, lips lingering close to me, her stare intense. I felt pressure against my groin and swallowed my cry of surprise, as expected as that should have been, I was totally oblivious.
"You're not helping." I said; even if I wanted to push her back and run away, my fingers touched the bare skin on her hips and then slid slightly under her shirt.
"Aren't I?" She frowned; more pressure. "I think I am."
"Rach," I closed my eyes, bending my head down so that my hair fell over my eyes, the way I knew she loved most.
She giggled and I brought in a sharp breath. This was a completely different Rachel than the one I had fooled around with over the last few weeks. This girl was torturous, but damn, she was good.
Reid's POV
"And the game begins…" I got up and pet Caleb on the head. "Sorry brother… you'll have to skip out on this one,"
"Reid! That's so not cool," Alex snapped at me. Wow, what was her problem?
"What?"
"Caleb… sorry, he just-"
"No, I know." He smiled but it was so fake. "It's fine… I think I'm going to go catch some shut eye anyways."
I snorted, "Yeah… totally…" then yawned and stretched.
Caleb looked around awkwardly and Alex smiled, "Hey… How 'bout we all watch a movie?"
"What?!" I looked at her disappointedly. No way. A movie? Blowing me off for a movie. She eyed me and then nodded slightly in Caleb's direction. I didn't like Caleb's depression shit ass mood… but he was one of my best friends. So… put of snogging and fooling about, for a nice ol' movie with the friends.
They put in a movie and we sat on the lounge. I rested my head on Alex's lap, drawing little patterns on her leg with the tip of my fingers.
"Reid," Alex whispered to me, brushing my hand away. I grinned and lay on my back, looking up at her. She was clearly trying to ignore me and pay attention to the movie. Like I was, HAH!
I curled my arm around her waist and slid my hand up her shirt, toying with the back of her bra clip.
She squirmed and slapped my hand away. This could go on for a while…