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"I hate love, ironically it is the topic I wrote the most and best in."

Sydney.

Completely covered in different foods, Iggy took my hand and we walked off to his room.

He opened the door to the exact same navy walled room, I had been in not too long ago.

"Yeah… It's kind of messy." He mumbled, quietly. I knew he meant the metals and wires and the unmade bed. "It's fine." I assured him, taking his arm and pulling him into his room. He kicked the door shut, wrapped his arms around my hips, and said.

"It's a shame. I really liked that shirt."

I snickered, "Well you we're the one who ruined it with ketchup."

"But I didn't cause the whole food fight, now did I?"

"Shut up." I laughed. Pushing him away playfully.

His hands transferred from my hips to my hand. He rubbed his thumb against my palm, making my brain speed up like crazy.

"Okay so, you can use my shower, right through that door and you can borrow some of my stuff cause Nudge is too small and like Max is most likely going to say, 'there's no way in hell she's going to put my clothes on her body.' So I'll get those and I'll take a shower in Fang's bathroom so you can have your privacy." He said.

I smiled, glad that he mentioned my privacy, all gentleman like.

"Alright then." I agreed, turning to his bathroom to set the water. He held on to my hand until my arm was stretched all the way out. I chuckled softly and went inside.

His bathroom was fairly large with pale blue walls and marble counters. Hygiene-care products decorated the counter on my right side.

I turned on the shower and let the water warm up. I shut the shower door and turned to his counter to find some shampoo or anything to get the stuff out of my hair. I found some watermelon scented Head and Shoulders two in one shampoo\conditioner and smiled.

So that's where he got some of his wondrous scent from.

"Okay, so here's what I got I hope it's okay and the jeans might be real large, considering my size, but I figure I'll find some rope and the shirt is-" I leaned against the doorway and held out the watermelon shampoo a smirk agleam on my face.

"That is um- actually that's-."

I laughed.

"It makes you smell really, really sexy." I sweet-talked.

"So think about that before you lie about the store being out of your man shampoo."

He smirked back.

"Sexy, huh?" He asked, getting cocky.

"Very." I smiled teasingly.

He laughed and smiled brightly.

"So what about the clothes?" I reminded him.

"Oh yeah. This is what I have that is probably closer to your size."

He showed me a ripped at and torn, baggy jeans and a green shirt with black baseball-length sleeves.

"They're fine, Igs." I said, taking them into my own hands.

"Okay good." He sighed in relief.

"Well I'm gonna shower. Oh, and towels are in the cabinet right… here." He said, patting a drawer in some chest in the corner.

"Alright." I said and I watched him leave.

When he shut the door, I laid his loaner clothes on his bed and I went to the drawer and pulled out a fresh towel.

I went back into the bathroom and stripped myself of my food ridden clothes and got into the shower expecting a warm spray and instead was greeted by a flame thrower boiling lava hot downpour.

I yelped in pain as I hopped right back out and made it a bit cooler.

After I'd finished my shower I came out and dried off. Taking deep whiffs of the watermelon.

I walked around the bathroom for a minute, before remembering I had stupidly left the clothes out in his room.

"Shit!" I cursed under my breath, silently praying nobody was out there.

Figuring I'd just rush out, grab the clothes and run back I abandoned my personals (Take a minute to figure it out if you don't know what those are.)

I silently creaked open the door and tiptoed to the bed which seemed a lot farther away then before. As I listened to the heavy pounding of rain on the roof, I kept looking at the door, to make sure no one was going to enter. I sighed when my hand finally felt cloth and I ripped it off the bed, not taking my eyes off the door.

Big mistake.

Big, big, big, big, BIG mistake.

"What the he-"

I heard a masculine voice say.

I rapidly moved my head to my hand. Instead of Iggy's shirt in my hand, I had a white towel.

I whipped around and screamed.

"OH MY GOD! YOUR NAKED!" I shrieked, mortified, not only by his nudity but by the fact that I was only wearing a towel.

In the one moment it took me to make sure it was Iggy I caught a glimpse.

Of everything.

Damn that eight pack.

Oh and remember when I said big mistake?

Wow.

B. I. G.

That's all I can say.

"I'm so, so, so, so, sorry." I managed to ramble out.

In order to get out of the situation I snatched the clothes off the bed and ran back off to the bathroom, muttering something I couldn't even translate.

I locked the door and slammed myself back against it going over the everything in my head.

I began to change and I heard someone snicker outside the door.

"Sydney… Are you okay?"

"Just kind of… Blinded."

"Is my body really that bad looking?" He asked, I could hear a smirk in his voice.

"NO!" I found myself blurting all too quickly, while pulling my hair back into a normal sloppy ponytail.

"Oh?" He asked, still laughing.

"Yeah. I just wasn't expecting to see you naked. I'm so sorry. I thought your towel was the clothes."

I explained pulling on his shirt and buttoning the jeans. I watched as they practically fell back to my ankles. I picked them back up and held them up.

"Sydney, it's okay." He assured me.

I opened the door and faced him, leaning awkwardly against the doorframe.

Iggy stood before leaning against the door, in a pair of his jeans and no shirt.

That eight pack glittered with leftover water droplets. I nearly fell to my knees. His hair was still wet and shagging even lower than normal, I liked it.

"It doesn't bother you that I saw… everything…?" I asked in a low voice, fiddling with the end of his shirt, keeping my eyes down.

He tilted up my chin and made me look up at him.

"Sydney. I love you. I don't give a damn about what you see. I know it can be embarrassing-"

I shut him up with a kiss.

As he pulled away he smirked, "So you liked the show apparently."

I laughed and he hugged me tight.

I took my sweet time enjoying the moment.

God, I can't get over those abs.

I smiled even bigger when I noticed that my head fit exactly into his chest. Like God created my head to fit exactly on Iggy's chest.

I then noticed that he had looped a belt through my- well his rental- jeans and they we're now being held up without my help.

I heard a large menacing growl of thunder, outside the two balcony windows in his room.

He pulled away from me for a minute, smirked and said,

"C'mere." He took my hands and pulled me out of the doorframe and to the balcony doors.

"What?" I asked, getting excited.

"You'll see." His smirk grew bigger.

He kicked open the balcony doors and, even in the rain, the view… Wow…

Colors of green painted fabulously over the millions of trees gathered together all around us. I took a deep breath in. Ah… Real pine. This wasn't those cheap car refreshers or Lysol sprays. This was real pine. Real woods area. And mixed in with the thunderstorm rain, oh, it was magnificent. This was one of the best parts of Texas. I was so jealous Iggy got to see it all the time.

"Max's mom is kind of a camping woman in a way, she has this place in case she and Ella want to escape the city."

"It's amazing. She got a good place to stay." I sighed, trying not to get all wet again, right after I'd just gotten out of the shower.

"I'm glad you like it." I took a minute to soak it in and said, "Come on, let's go back in before we get drenched."

He laughed and we went back into his room, he shut and locked the doors and turned to a dresser, where he pulled out a black button up. He noticed me staring, "We're still on a date right? Gotta look good." I laughed and leaned on his wall, waiting for him to finish hiding his chest and come back out to clean up out giant mess.

He paused for a minute at the opened door, grabbed my hand and pulled me over to him. He encased me in his arms, and smiled as he connected his forehead to mine, then pulled me up off the ground to meet his lips.

The kiss started off soft, opportunistic, like it could stay soft or get harder and rougher.

We kept it soft, but it was still great.

I don't know how long it would've lasted, but I can tell you this, it lasted as long as it took his little brother, Gazzy to come out of nowhere and say,

"Get a room you two."

I pulled away from Iggy and we shared a laugh. Then Iggy, dipped down and grabbed him. Gazzy shouted in surprise and struggled to free himself. No such luck.

Scrawny young Gazzy was no match to Iggy's strong arms.

"Help me out here, Syd." He said, over all the laughter Gazzy was making as Iggy tickled him to death.

I joined in, laughing too.

Then of course, a extremely huge clap of thunder and a serious flash of light and next thing I see is nothing.

Black entirely.

"Not again." I groaned sarcastically.

"What happened?" Gazzy asked.

"Just a blackout, that's all." I explained.

"Okay, here Gasman, go with Sydney. Syds, take him into the den, see if everyone's there. I'm going to get some lights." Iggy instructed, with a chuckle.

I heard him get up and leave and sighed with a smile.

Even though it wasn't over, this was the best date I've ever been on.

"You really like him, huh?" Gazzy asked me when Iggy had left.

Without hesitation I answered, "Yeah. I really, really, really like him."

"He does too."

I smiled at the proof of this.

"He even says he's in love you."

I turned to Gazzy. I made out his outline in the dark.

"Well you know what Gazzy, I think I'm in love with him too."

"That's good. You know, you're a lot like Max sort of, except you just wear darker clothing and look different… I'd like to have you for a sister."

I stood up and slung him over my back, where he got settled in piggy-back position.

"I'd like to be your sister too." I said, meaning every word.

I piggybacked him to the giant den, and sure enough everyone was there, lanterns and flashlights sat in various places. Nudge and Angel we're hanging some Christmas lights over the fireplace mantle.

"Must be a big storm." I said, setting Gazzy down in a armchair.

"Sounds like it, and by the looks. I'd say your correct. Not to mention, I was just watching the news. There's a severe flash flood warning. I'm not sure how we're going to get you home." Fang spoke.

"She could stay with us." Gazzy immediately suggested.

"No." Max responded, a little to quickly for comfort, a cold glare in her eyes.

"I'll call my brother, and we'll see about that Gazzy, if it's, of course, okay with your family."

Gazzy looked around the room, and Fang shrugged. Nudge clapped excitedly and Angel said. "That's cool."

"I know Iggy definitely wouldn't mind you staying." Nudge bubbled.

"It's not okay." Max hissed at them through gritted teeth.

"Majority rule. So, I'll call my brother and I'll see how bad it is, down in our area." I said, ignoring Max's rude attitude towards me and shot her an icy glare right back. Showing her that I was here to stay no matter how much she did or didn't want me there. She'd have to live with it.

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