Longest one yet, and it was so damn fun to write. Plzzz review.
The fifth rule of having roommates: Enjoy the Company.
"I'm gonna miss you."
Beck leans down to kiss his girlfriend, tightening his hold on her as he does.
"You might not be leaving me," Jade says, smirking at the confused look on his face. She pulls away from him just enough to open the purse slung over her shoulder, and promptly pulls out his boarding pass. "You left this on the kitchen counter," she informs him, handing him the plane ticket. "Though now that I think about it, I should have just kept it from you so that you wouldn't be able to go."
Beck grins and sticks the ticket into his jacket. "I'll be back Sunday afternoon. And I'll send pictures of me with all of the hot girls I meet at Robbie's film school," he jokes, earning him an eye roll from Jade.
"Take all the pictures you want." She shrugs her shoulder and a devilish smile appears on her face, causing Beck's stomach to drop. "Tori and I are going out tonight," she says, confirming his fear. "It's too bad my boyfriend won't be able to fend off the plethora of guys because he's too busy flirting with other girls halfway across the country."
"Baaaaabe," he whines, pulling her back into his arms. "I will do anything—I'll promise not to so much even look at a female person while we're in Denver—if you just stay in tonight. Please?"
"Hmm," Jade mumbles, pretending to think over his offer. "I think I'm gonna pass. We've been looking forward to this night for a while." Beck's face falls and Jade moves her hands up to tangle her fingers in the base of his hair. "You're so sexy when you're jealous," she says, as a smile tugs at her lips. The pout remains on Beck's lips long enough for Jade to reach up and kiss them.
They're interrupted only by Andre and Tori getting out of the car they'd all come in, as it's about time for the guys to make their way inside of the airport.
"Call me when you land?" Jade asks, and Beck leans in for another kiss.
"And as much as I possibly can," he promises. "Please be careful tonight," he says, pulling her in for a hug once she agrees. "I love you so much."
"I love you too, babe," Jade says, kissing him again when they pull back. "I'll see you Sunday. And don't worry," she whispers, "I'll send you plenty of pictures later tonight." The smile on her face and kink of her eyebrow makes Beck's lips curve up into a grin before they pull away.
"I love you," he says again, turning back to see her once more before he and Andre enter the airport. Jade blows her boyfriend a kiss and Tori yells for them to have fun, and the weekend is off to quite the start.
Not surprisingly (being that they're two young, attractive girls), Tori and Jade are eyed and even hit on by nearly every guy in the bar. They flirt back—partially because it's harmless fun and partially because they're getting free drinks out of it—until it's close to two in the morning and both of them are sufficiently drunk. They work together to turn down every guy's offer to take them home opting instead to catch a taxi.
"That was fun!" Tori says cheerily, opening her eyes wide as she looks at her roommate. "We should... We should do that again! Just you and me! You know?"
"Mhmmm," Jade agrees, nodding her heavy head. "Guys normally never hit on me because Beck scares them all away," she complains, and her voice takes a higher pitch than it usually does. She pauses, and then breaks out in a grin that has Tori drunkenly asking her what she's laughing about.
"You know what's funny?" Jade says, clicking on the screen of her phone so that the screen lights up. Tori sees she has a new text from Beck, and Jade just snickers. "He's been texting me all night, worried that guys are going to prey on me. He actually used the word 'prey'," she laughs, making Tori giggle alongside her. "He's so weird."
"Aww," the brunette coos, setting her hand on Jade's arm (because they're drunk, of course, and neither of them has any concept of personal space). "He's being all cute and protective! He loooooves you."
Little do the girls know, they're not the only ones teasing a very jumpy Beck Oliver. Upon his friends' arrival in Colorado, Robbie had taken Andre and Beck out to his favorite pizza place. As much as he's trying to focus on having fun with the guys, Beck can't help but worry about his girlfriend. Despite the pictures of her and Tori and the reassuring (if drunk) texts she's sent him, he still finds himself consumed with the idea that some jackass is going to take advantage of her.
"Six years later and nothing's changed," are Andre's words that jostle Beck from his thoughts. Robbie laughs from beside him and Beck furrows his eyebrows.
"Huh?" He says, only earning more teasing laughter from his friends.
"You and Jade have been dating for six years," Robbie explains, "and you're still just as whipped as you were when you first asked her out."
"It's adorable, really," Andre adds, grinning, "the control she has over you."
"Wha—" Beck opens his mouth to protest, but settles instead for a swig of his beer. "Look," he says, gesturing a hand to one side, "worrying about my girlfriend going out alone while I'm away does not make me whipped."
"But she's not alone," Robbie points out. "She's with Tori."
"Yeah," Beck agrees sarcastically. "I'm sure Tori's doing everything she can to make sure Jade doesn't get hit on at the bar."
Andre laughs. "So guys flirt with them at the bar," he says, shrugging his shoulders. "It's Tori and Jade-that's gonna happen regardless of whether or not we're there."
Before Beck can reply with something about how it's different when he's there to mark his territory (or maybe something that didn't sound so whipped—er, possessive), Robbie interrupts. "Wait, we? Are you and Tori together now?"
"Aha," Beck says, nodding at Andre from across the table. "Who's the whipped one now?" When Robbie asks for an explanation and Andre chooses only to drink his beer, Beck continues. "He and Tori have been hooking up for two weeks now—and he still hasn't gotten the balls to tell her he actually likes her for her, not just for the sex."
Robbie's eyebrows shoot up and Andre is quick to defend himself. "No sex yet," he clarifies. "I don't wanna sleep with her if we're not together. I'm just...waiting for the right time. I don't wanna freak her out or anything. But seriously, enough about me. Robbie, you're the one we came to visit. Any ladies in your life?"
"Not anything serious. Film takes up so much of my time, it's hard to even think about keeping up with a girlfriend. Beck," he says, directing the attention to the friend he's sitting by in their booth, "I take it you and Jade are still the golden couple?"
Beck sets his beer down and smiles. "We're great. By the way, she and Tori are back at the apartment now, Andre—since I know you weren't gonna ask me to keep you updated," he teases. "But yeah, Jade and I are going strong. Don't expect that to change anytime soon," he says, still smiling when he looks down at his phone to see that he has an incoming call. "I'm gonna take this real quick; it's her," he explains, excusing himself as he slides out of his seat and heads outside.
"Hello?"
"Hiiiii," she answers, and he knows her well enough to be able to make a pretty accurate guess on how many drinks she's had.
"Hi, darling," Beck says happily, fully aware of how much more romance he can get away with when dealing with drunkJade.
"I missed your voice," she says, and even the slurred delivery doesn't affect Beck in the slightest—his heart does a flip anyways.
"I miss you already," he confesses. "A lot. I wish you were here."
"I wish you were here," she repeats. "How am I s'posed to fall asleep without you?"
He chuckles and sticks his free hand into a pocket of his coat to keep himself warm. "I think your little friend Tequila will help you out with the sleeping thing."
"Babe," Jade protests, sounding as if she's hearing her voice for the first time. "I don't have a friend named Tequila."
Beck laughs louder now, and he thinks he can hear her smile through the phone. "God, I miss you."
She's quiet for a few moments, until, "Maybe I could find a way to help you?" Her voice is low and mischievous, and Beck finds himself curious to see what his intoxicated girlfriend has come up with.
"And what might that way be?" He asks, but then his phone beeps with a text message from Jade and she waits silently for him to get it. "Babe?"
"Yes?"
"I love you. And I'm telling Robbie and Andre to finish their food as fast as possible so that I can get back to the house and give that picture a better look. Did I mention I love you?"
"I love you," she says, grinning to herself. "Oh, and, Beck?"
"Yeah?"
"Going out isn't as fun without you."
Beck smiles. "Thank you, my love. I'll text you as soon as we hang up."
"I love you."
"I love you more."
Click.
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The next day is Hangover City for Jade and Tori, who work together to put the pieces of their night together. Several bottles of water, Advils, and bathroom trips later, the girls find themselves feeling much better by the afternoon.
It's a lazy day, as neither girl has too much homework to do and there are no boyfriends to be entertained. They lounge around happily in yoga pants and sweatshirts, watching movies and putting off all responsibilities for tomorrow. Later in the night, Jade has the idea to order in sushi—which pairs greatly with the bottle of white wine Tori brings out of the kitchen.
"You know what I love most about the guys being gone?" Tori's out-of-the-blue question doesn't come as much of a surprise, as they've been flitting between conversation topics and each is on her third glass of wine.
"Hmm?" Jade replies, sucking the seed from another edemame.
"I love not having to shave. I think that's the best thing in the world."
Jade grimaces. "I had to shave today, for tomorrow. Do you know how exhausting it is to have to be constantly groomed basically all the time? That's been my life since I was fourteen and Beck and I started hooking up regularly. And he doesn't even really care if I haven't shaved in a while, but it drives me crazy."
"Ugh, I would kill to have a guy who didn't mind it. But I still have to keep up impressions," she sighs, rolling her eyes.
"So you and Andre, huh?" Jade says with a smirk. "Beck told me he saw you guys go into his room after we went out last weekend."
Tori nods her head, and Jade contemplates breaking the promise she'd made to her boyfriend about not getting involved. She thinks it's completely ridiculous for two people who clearly have feelings for each other to just mess around and ignore the rest.
"We haven't had sex yet," Tori admits. "I know that's a huge step, though—and so does he. Once we sleep together, there's not really any going back to the whole 'friends' thing."
"God," Jade says, taking another sip of her wine, "I am so glad Beck and I weren't friends before we started dating. I mean, obviously he's my best friend now, but I could never just be friends with him. That's why things were awkward as fuck when we broke up in high school. We were always stuck in this weird middle ground of wanting to hate each other but not being able to."
"When did you guys have sex for the first time?" The brunette asks, finishing off her third glass.
Normally, Jade would be bothered by the curiosity of her roommate. But she's tipsy, and she and Tori have been having fun this weekend, and she misses her boyfriend way more than she wants to admit—so she chooses to take the chance to talk about him. "Well we started dating in October of eighth grade. We waited about a year and a half, until the summer after freshman year."
Jade pauses to reminisce about the time she and Beck had decided to lose their virginities to each other. "We were at his family's lake house, and his parents were out at a barbecue with some of their friends." She laughs, and Tori has to smile because of how cute she thinks it is to see Jade—stubborn, sassy, poker-face Jade—get so blissful over a memory. "We were so clumsy and nervous. But hey, practice makes perfect."
"So I've heard," Tori retorts, nodding at Jade's bedroom wall.
"Oh, please, it's not like you're not getting any action." Jade kinks her eyebrow and pours more wine into her glass. "Andre seems like he'd be...fun."
"He's pretty vanilla, though—which I love. I'm not spontaneous enough for anything too kinky."
Jade, who has to blink a few times to regain her stable vision, almost scoffs at the other girl's comment. "I'm not exactly a fan of vanilla," she says, which doesn't come as much of a surprise to Tori. She had seen the handcuffs in Beck's RV a few years ago, badly (and quickly?) hidden in the laundry bin. "Honestly," Jade laughs, "his kinks turn me on more than probably anything else."
"No way he's as kinky as you are," Tori debates, pressing for more information that their drunk brains both know she'll get. When Jade says nothing, simply grinning into her glass, Tori's jaw falls open. "Beck? Really? He seems so chill!"
"You'd be surprised," Jade replies, still smiling as memories of her and Beck's craziest bedroom experiences float to the front of her mind.
"He's always so protective of you and stuff... I guess it's just weird to think that he'd be risky at all." Tori narrows her eyes. "Is he weird about sharing the power? He seems like he wouldn't ever let you do any work."
Jade laughs and takes another sip. "I think he originally wished that I'd just be happy on the bottom, but he says he loves when we're switched."
"Hmm," Tori wonders aloud, nodding her head. "See, I'm totally good with the guy on top. You don't have to do any work; it's way more relaxing."
"Sometimes I'm in the mood to let him do everything—but he knows I usually need as much control as he does."
"Ugh," Tori groans. "It must be so nice to have someone that knows exactly what you need in bed. I think Steven and I could have had that, but we didn't date long enough for the sex to be that comfortable. But you and Beck... How long have you been dating again?"
"Six years," the darker-haired girl answers, unable to hold back the smile that appears on her face (especially considering she's on her fourth glass of wine). "I've trained him so, so well," she says, and her roommate laughs at Jade's mischievous grin. "And for all the shit I give him, there's no way I could ever be without him." Tori's eyebrows shoot up at the sudden spill of sensitivity on Jade's part. "Not just because he's my best friend, or whatever," she continues, her words slurring. "But because I don't think anyone could do what he does to me. I mean...you think I'm bitchy now? I don't even want to think about what I'd be like if I hadn't had a steady sex life with him since I was fifteen."
Tori grins and dumps the rest of the bottle into her empty glass. "You were always meaner to me in high school when you and Beck were broken up."
A content smile appears on Jade's face as she lifts her arms in a knowing way. "And now you know why."
"Yanno," Tori sighs. "I didn't really know how living with you would go over. A part of me maybe thought you still hated me. But I have to say... I've had a lot of fun this weekend."
Jade lets out a small laugh and nods her head once. "Same here, Vega. Same here."
Less than twenty-four hours later, on that late Sunday afternoon, Beck and Andre are walking back into their apartment for the first time all weekend. Jade and Tori had decided to surprise them by cooking a homemade meal, which had surprised, impressed, and excited the guys.
Tori and Andre volunteer to do the dishes, leaving their roommates to return to their bedroom. The others know well enough to play some music while they work to drown out any noises they'd rather not hear, and find satisfaction in getting to catch up with each other about the weekend.
Tori reminds herself of how nice it is that—hook up buddy or not—Andre has been and still is her best friend. She wonders if maybe, one day, he could be her best friend in the way that Jade said Beck was hers.
Meanwhile, said couple is already on their bed together, making up for lost time. What can they say? Practice does make perfect.
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