Well, here it is everyone, the long awaited Chapter Eleven. I hope you like it.
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I will be writing the first chapter of my OC/Bucky story before I update "Strong" again, so bear with me.
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Chapter Eleven
Arya was laughing as she sped through the streets of Westeros, with Jaqen hot on her heels. She loved the feeling of the wind whipping her face through the open visor of her motorcycle helmet. It was so exhilarating and she would never get over the feeling. They came up to a red light and waited for the light to change so they could continue their journey. Jaqen revved his bike beside her and arched a single eyebrow while looking towards Arya. "Oh my gods! He wants to race!" she thought to herself. She revved her own engine back to signal that she was absolutely accepting his challenge.
They both turned their attention back to the light and waited for the change. When green finally showed, they both sped off into the night. Jaqen had the lead for a few moments before Arya sped past him. He laughed at the guts that Arya Stark possessed.
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After slowing down, and taking a few different turns, Arya pulled into the driveway of a brick two story house. Jaqen followed her into the driveway. She stopped and shut her bike off before pulling off her helmet. Jaqen turned off his engine and kicked out his kickstand before remarking "A girl is faster than a man was anticipating." She looked at Jaqen, who was taking off his helmet and said "You let me win." She knew better than to believe that she had actually won the race. She knew that he let off the accelerator and slowed down so she would speed past him. Yes, she did have a faster bike, but there was no way she was comfortable going anywhere close to the max speeds it was capable of.
"A girl has real talent. I guess she will never know." He stated with a wink. She blushed as she turned and looked toward the unattached garage at the back of the driveway. She saw the boys' truck, Margery's SUV and Tormund's old van all in front of Sansa's rental, so she knew that everyone was here and had already moved the party inside.
They made their way through the front door, and heard boisterous voices coming from the kitchen. When they came in the room, they saw that the girls and guys had decided to start a game of beer pong, with Theon acting as referee.
"Who's winning?" Arya asked, as she stood in the doorway, leaning against the door frame, Jaqen standing just behind her, looking over her shoulder at the group.
"LITTLE WOLF!" Tormund yelled, as he came over, picked Arya up, and spun her in a circle. "Put me down you big oaf!" she exclaimed while hitting him on the shoulders. He kissed her on the cheek as he put her down. She adored Tormund, as annoying as he was. The boys had met him and Ygritte four years ago, when they purchased their truck and decided they wanted to flip the engine. They discovered North Auto, which was owned by Tormund and Ygritte together, they did the work, and they've all been inseparable ever since. They really were like one very large and odd family. "Maybe one day we'll actually be family if Jon ever plucks up the courage to ask Ygritte to marry him." Arya thought to herself. She chuckled quietly at the thought.
"To answer your question, of course we're the ones who are winning." Margery stated, as if it was obvious. And it was. Arya looked at the cups in front of the girls, of which there were seven out of a possible ten, and the cups in front of the boys, where there were only two remaining. Arya wasn't surprised. The boys never had great luck at this game.
It was the boys' turn to throw, when Arya looked over to see Sansa whispering in Margery's ear. Margery turned back to the table with an evil smirk on her face as she leaned down just as Robb was aiming his shot. Arya knew exactly what Marg was doing. She was using the assets the Gods had blessed her with and giving Robb a very clear look down her shirt as she winked at him. Robb gulped before taking his shot, face flushed with embarrassment. His throw was far too high and flew straight over the girls' heads as they all laughed.
"What the hell was that bro?!" Jon quipped, as he slapped his brother on the back of the head. "Shut up." Robb told him as he turned around to take a sip of his beer that was sitting on the counter behind him. Jon was next and as he lined up his shot Ygritte said "If you get this in, I'll pound you." He tossed the ping pong ball, never taking his eyes off his girlfriend as everyone watched it land straight in a cup.
"You fucker." Ygritte told him as Margery and Sansa groaned. Jon smirked as she picked up the cup and downed the beer inside. She barely finished before she threw the plastic, red cup behind her as she ran full speed towards Jon. He knew better than to stay still so he turned to run into the living room off to his left. Ygritte barely made it through the doorway before the group heard a big thump. They all went to check and make sure that Jon still had his head, only to see Ygritte on Jon's lap in the process of removing her top.
"Oiy! Take it upstairs you gits!" Tormund groaned as he walked back into the kitchen. Jon flipped the group off and lifted Ygritte up, cupping her ass before carrying her upstairs without ever removing her from his waist.
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The rest of the group decided the game was over and moved into the living room to find some comfortable seats.
Sansa made sure to take one of the two chairs in the living room before Robb or Margery could sit in it. Theon made his way over to the far end of the couch while Jaqen decided on the middle sofa seat as Arya sat at the opposite end from Theon. This left Robb, Margery and Tormund to fight over the remaining oversized chair.
"You two can share it." Tormund stated as he decided to just lie on the floor in front of the unlit fireplace. Robb and Margery looked to each other for a moment before Margery turned away with a blush staining her cheeks.
"Here Marg, I insist." Robb told her, as he moved to grab the pillow Theon was currently laying on. "Oh Robb, leave Theon alone." Sansa said, before continuing. "That chair is more than big enough for the both of you." "Really Robb, I don't mind." Margery said, before moving over to make room.
It was just after Robb sat down that Theon woke from his apparent "slumber". "Let's play Truth or Dare!" he yelled at the group. "What are we, twelve?" Tormund questioned from the floor.
"Oh fuck off! What else are we gonna do?" Theon asked. No one came up with another answer so he quickly turned to Sansa and asked, "Sansa, truth or dare?"
"Let's start off easy" Sansa said, before taking a sip of her cooler. "Truth."
"Alright, who's the hottest guy you know?" Theon questioned.
"Not you, dumbass." Sansa replied, before thinking for a moment. All that came to mind were the muscles and hair of the man she spent hours with the day before. She had no idea where these thoughts had come from. She only just met the man. She couldn't stop thinking about his scarred face. She knew he wasn't going to win any beauty contests, but she did think he was quite attractive, even with his scars. Her face became heated as she thought more about the physical aspects of his looks. He was clearly a very strong man, and couldn't help the thoughts as she remembered the way his body was built. She knew she obviously couldn't say Sandor's name in front of her brother and Theon, since they would clearly know who she was referring to, so she simply said the first name that came to mind. "Jaime Lannister." She stated before mentally scolding herself for replying with such a dumb answer.
"Ew sis. I didn't need to know you thought that about my boss!" Robb exclaimed before groaning. Margery laughed at Robb's reaction before agreeing with her friend. "He is hot! He's so hot that even Arya thinks so too!" Margery said before turning to Arya. "Hey don't bring me into this!" Arya said back before laughing and taking a sip of her beer.
"Well, is he so hot even Arya Stark thinks so?" Jaqen asked her quietly, as Sansa continued the game by asking Theon.
Arya rolled her eyes before looking to her trainer. "I mean, he's not ugly." She responded. He raised his eyebrows to her before chuckling and taking a drink. "He's just not my type." She continued "He's too much of a pretty boy for me. I like 'em a little rough around the edges." She told him, proud of her response.
"And which is Jaqen H'ghar?" Jaqen questioned. "Is a man a pretty boy or is he rough around the edges?" Arya looked at him as her mouth was suddenly dry. "Is…is he flirting with me right now?" Arya asked herself. "Ummm…." Arya was all she could manage before she heard Margery calling her name.
"ARYA!" Margery yelled. "I asked you truth or dare!" "Sorry, I didn't hear you. Um…dare I guess? I'm not one to turn down a dare." she replied, smirking.
"Alright." Margery said, with an evil look in her eye. "I want you to kiss Jaqen." she told her.
"WHAT?! NO!" Arya exclaimed. "Hey, he's the only one here you're not related to or pretty much related to. Besides me of course. You're gorgeous girl, just not my type." Margery replied, with a wink.
"That's absolutely out of the question." Arya stated. "A girl doesn't have to worry. A man does not mind." Jaqen said, smirking at her.
Arya swallowed heavily, nervous about the idea of kissing her trainer…that she will see again…almost daily. "Oh gods" she thought to herself. It wasn't that she didn't find him attractive, she found him very attractive, she just didn't want him to know that.
"What's the punishment if I don't?" Arya questioned. "You have to go interrupt Jon and Ygritte." Margery told her, laughing heartily.
"Well that pretty much gives me one option then doesn't it?" Arya remarked, grimacing at her sister's best friend.
She turned to Jaqen and apologized, "I'm really sorry about this." she told him. "I had no idea that this was where the night was heading when Sansa invited you here." He looked at her with a kind look in his blue eyes. "A man was happy to come." He told her before leaning in. She moved forward ever so slightly so that their lips could meet. "What kind of kiss was this supposed to be?" she asked herself. "I don't think I really want to make out in front of my brother and sister." But before she could think any more, Jaqen had moved his hands to cup her face and held her there for a moment longer.
She was really enjoying this kiss. A lot more than she thought she should. Jaqen clearly knew what he was doing and she didn't want it to end. But it did. He pulled away, still holding her face in his calloused yet soft hands. He looked her in the eyes deeply, she felt like he was looking into her soul. He knew all of her secrets. She blushed heavily and turned away from him.
"Holy shit" Sansa muttered to herself. "That was hot." Theon commented far too loudly for the group. Robb punched him in the arm. "Don't be an asshole!" he said to Theon.
"Damn girl! Your turn." Margery told her, changing the subject. Arya thought of who she could ask, and settled on Tormund. She had a feeling he would choose dare, he was always one to take risks. To no one's surprise, he did pick dare. "I dare you, to strip naked and run down the street singing 'Let it Go' from Frozen!" Arya told him.
Everyone laughed as Tormund stood up and said "I'll take you up on that Little Wolf!" before finishing the rest of his beer. He quickly removed his clothes, the girls making sure to close their eyes before he got to his underclothes, and ran out the front door. The group rushed to the windows at the front of the living room to watch the show.
They all couldn't contain themselves as he ran full speed down the dimly lit street, screaming "LET IT GO! LET IT GOOOO! CAN'T HOLD IT BACK ANYMOREEEEEE!" The girls were crying from laughing so hard, while Theon and Robb fell to the floor, clutching their stomachs.
"Shit! He's coming back!" Arya said as she saw Tormund running back toward the house. "Let's lock him out! Margery, go lock the back door!" Arya told her. Margery giggled as she did what Arya told her.
The group went and sat back down on the couches as Tormund reached the front door. Once he realized it was locked, he banged on the door's window while shouting "LET ME IN YOU IDIOTS!" The group of friends erupted in another fit of laughs. They saw Tormund make his way to the back of the house, where he discovered the back door was also locked. "SHIT!" he yelled while they group of friends continued to howl with laughter.
During their laughter, they didn't hear Ygritte and Jon coming down the stairs. "What the fuck is happening down here?!" Jon shouted, startling the group. It was then when he and Ygritte heard knocking coming from the back door. When Ygritte looked through the kitchen door and discovered her brother standing outside, in the nude, she burst out laughing.
"I don't know why you're out there, but I'm sure you deserved it." She yelled through the door, laughing as she unlocked it. "The Little She Wolf dared me to! Then she locked me out!" he informed her, as he rushed over to where he had left his clothes, hurrying to put them on and spare him more embarrassment.
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"Well I don't know about you all, but I am ready to call it a night." Sansa informed the group, noting the late time and stretching and yawning to emphasize her tiredness. "Marg, are you staying?" she asked her friend. "Yea, if you don't mind. I definitely don't feel safe to drive." Margery replied. "Yea, no problem." Sansa answered, and they both went up the stairs to Sansa's room, followed by Jon and Ygritte.
Theon took the couch and Tormund resumed his position in front of the fireplace.
"Well let me walk you out" Arya said to Jaqen, as she led him to the front door. They both went through the door and stopped on the front porch, not sure of what to say to each other after the way the night transpired.
It was Jaqen who spoke first. "Thank you for inviting a man to your home Arya Stark." he said to her, bowing respectfully with his right arm behind his back. "Technically, I didn't invite you, Sansa did." Arya reminded him, laughing. "Regardless, a man had a wonderful time. A man will see you Monday at the Noble House of Black and White, will he not?" he asked.
"Shit." She thought. She had completely forgotten that they had a session scheduled for Monday. She wouldn't give him any reason to think she was a coward, so she quickly responded. "Of course. I'll be there." She said.
"A man is looking forward to it." he replied grabbing her left hand and kissing the delicate skin on its back. She flushed as he winked at her and walked to his bike. She waited on the porch until he put on his helmet, started his bike, and backed out of the driveway with a wave. She silently waved back as she watched him drive off into the night.
She made her way upstairs to her room, changed into a clean shirt and pajama bottoms, and crawled into bed. She lay in her bed thinking of how much she was looking forward to seeing Jaqen again, even if she didn't want him to know that. She fell asleep quickly and dreamed of blue eyes.