“Did you know that you can’t tickle yourself?”
“Yes.”
“If you listen to a particular song more than thrice the same day, you sing it for the rest of the day?”
Experienced. “I know.” I curtly said, looking out of the car window.
Bryan grunted in irritation, looking at me. A pretty scowl on his well sculpted face.
“Eyes on the road.” I snapped, pointing at the road.
He rolled his eyes but turned to face ahead. “Did you know Justin Bieber has more Twitter followers than Canada has people?”
My eyes widened in surprise and horror. My first instinct was to go and search for his Twitter account as I wasn’t following him but I held back, not ready to give him that satisfaction. Bryan smirked noticing my dilemma.
“I knew that too.” I lied, folding my hands under my chest.
“Liar.”
“Am not.”
He snorted, wallowing at my despair. “So are.”
I glared at the window. “Just drive.”
From the corner of my eyes I could see him grinning in smugness but he kept quiet. The rest of the drive was drowned in One Direction and Chainsmokers songs, Ace protesting and cussing the radio jockeys for constantly putting their songs. Bitch, I’m Madonna by Madonna came once and Bryan didn’t hesitate to twist his face in disgust and change the song almost instantly.
I think the only songs he enjoyed were Find you by Zedd and literally all Avicii songs. He even sang a few lines of Lana Del Ray songs but made sure that I couldn’t hear it. Who knew the bad boy was closet Lana Del Ray fan? I just smirked and leaned back, humming to all the lyrics, ignoring Ace.
“I don’t really play video games.” I confessed, scowling at the large array of weird car games and stations.
“You girls can do the bowling part.” Bryan said, waving at Max who had already reached along with the others.
“Well we girls could have gone somewhere else then.” I snapped angrily.
“That’s what I said!” Janice exclaimed, scowling at Dylan.
“We thought you could join us and play some games.” Dylan replied sheepishly.
“I prefer swimming.” Brittany said and we girls nodded in agreement.
“At least try bowling.” Ace pressed, pouting at us.
Don’t give in!
“No.” I shook my head.
“Please.” He repeated, blinking his eyes for extra effect.
I could already see Janice and Brittany’s restraint falling. We looked at each other and then sighed dramatically. “Fine.”
“But you all will come shopping with us the last day.” I added.
Looks of horror plastered on all their faces.
“No!” Logan exclaimed.
“I believe the door is that side.” Janice told us as she pointed at the door.
“Fine.” Dylan immediately said, slapping Logan’s head.
“You sure?” Janice asked, raising an eyebrow.
Dylan gulped and nodded.
“Good. Let’s throw some balls and pins into the drain.” Janice clapped her hands, going in the direction of the bowling area.
Dylan rubbed his forehead, sighing. “Sometimes I worry about her brains.”
“This is nothing, see her during shopping.” Alan remarked, grimacing at the thought.
“She can be worse?” Dylan gasped in complete terror.
Logan nodded, following Janice. “Just wait and watch now.”
“Poor you.” I mocked, patting Dylan’s shoulder.
He just groaned and rubbed his forehead in response, muttering something along the lines of “She’ll kill me one day.”
..
“I think my fingers got stuck.” I spoke in a trembling voice.
Instantly they all crowded around me, suffocating me.
“What were you doing, you idiot? I told you not touch these balls right? Can’t you listen to me for once?” Ace screamed, taking my hand delicately.
I bit my lip. In any other situation I would have swooned but the pain was too much to pay attention to Ace.
“It pains.” I whimpered, trying to move my fingers.
“Don’t move.” He hissed, doing something with the ball.
“How did you manage to do it?” Dylan inquired, smirking at me and Ace.
“I don’t know, I took the ball and it almost slipped so I tried to hold it and my fingers got twisted in the holes.”
“Wait!” Logan suddenly shouted, removing his phone. “Smile.” Without waiting for any reaction he clicked a picture of me and Ace, the ball between us.
“What the hell!” Ace exclaimed angrily.
“What?” Logan shrugged innocently. “I haven’t uploaded a good pic on Instagram since ages.” He then proceeded to click a picture of only my stuck fingers and the ball. Idiot!
“I am going to hashtag it as #fingersstuckinball or #fingersandballs”
I gritted my teeth. “Don’t you dare Logan, I still have that pic of you dressed as Snow White.”
Dylan and Max snorted while Bryan laughed. “Send me that pic.”
Logan scowled, “You said you had deleted it.”
I gave him a smirk. “I said I deleted it from my cell, never said I had no back up.”
His scowl deepened. “Cheater cock.”
“Enough.” Bryan ordered, turning his attention back to me.
“Move your finger to the right.” He ordered, I obliged immediately.
“There done.” He sighed after a few seconds. He threw the ball at Dylan who caught it instantly.
“Does it pain?” Alan asked.
“A little.” I answered truthfully.
Ace took my fingers in his hand, rubbing them delicately. The pain instantly disappeared. My heart thundered inside the ribcage as I stared at his face, wondering if I could ever get over my feelings for him.
Janice cleared her throat, a secretive smile on her face similar to Brittany’s. “Should we go home? It’s almost 7, we still have to clean the farmhouse.”
“Yeah, let’s go.” Dylan agreed. “Change of places. Janice is sitting with me.” He informed and before we could oppose he ran out with a blushing Janice behind.
“I knew we should have got another car.” Logan complained.
“We are leaving now. If you and Alan want you two can come with us or go with the lovesick puppies.” Max said, swirling his car keys in his forefinger.
I scowled at him. “Speak for yourself.”
“Yeah, you’re the one who was jealous about an Australian accent.” Bryan teased, smirking at Max.
Max turned into a light pink shade of embarrassment while Brittany gasped.
“What?” She demanded, looking at Max and then at Ace.
Bryan shrugged. “Ask lover boy.”
“You spoke something in your sleep.” Max answered sheepishly, looking anywhere but at her.
“What did I say?” She put her hands on her hips. She meant business.
“Is there a bus or taxi that will go till the farmhouse?” Logan suddenly asked, giving us a glare. “Britt and Max clearly need to speak up and Ace and Joey will probably make me puke by their Aww-ness.”
“Nonsense and Aww-ness isn’t a word.” I pointed out.
“You two can come with us.” Ace said, giving Max a pointed look.
Max nodded and gulped nervously. I gave him an encouraging smile.
“Shotgun!” Alan exclaimed, running towards Ace’s car.
“What? No! You cheater cock.” Logan shouted, running behind him.
“This is going to be a long ride.” Ace commented, rubbing his forehead.
“Yup.” I nodded, looking at Logan and Alan who were pushing each other from the door of passenger seat. As soon as Alan’s hand and would reach the door handle, Logan would push him the side and grab it himself and then Alan would push him back and on and on. Retards.
Finally I was sitting in the front with Ace who was driving and Logan and Alan were behind. I was starting to regret the idea of making them sit together.
“Emma Stone is hot.”
“Yes but Amanda Seyfried is obviously better.”
“Noways. Emma totally rocks.” Logan pressed.
“You wish.” Alan scoffed. “Amanda is pretty and sexy.”
“Shut up you guys.” Ace said and I sighed in relief, until – “Jennifer Lawrence is obviously much hotter.”
And let’s just say my ear drums were ready to fall out by the time we reached the farmhouse.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Go away. I screamed in my mind, snuggling deeper into my pillow.
“Muffin?” Someone whispered.
I ignored.
“Joanna.”
Ignore.
“Joey!”
Fucking ignore.
“Joile, Joilu, Joai, Joae, Jo-”
“Oh shut up.” I shouted finally sitting up.
“Let’s go.”
I gave Bryan a dirty look. “It’s late, in case your eyes popped out by looking at my awesomeness.”
I think he rolled his eyes. In the dim light that came from my window all I could see was his remarkable figure, his hands on his knees as he stared at me. His chest was clearly in view, screaming at me to touch it. And then I realized that he was wearing only boxers. His naked chest proudly on display as his tattoo could be seen clearly even in the little light.
“Why are you half naked?” I asked, blinking my eyes away from his firm body before I could pull him towards me and force myself on him. Though I doubt he would do much to protest.
“We are going somewhere.” He simply said.
I blinked. “Naked?” I gasped.
Through the darkness I could see his eyes roll. “No, your clothes are fine. Just put some bra underneath, I can see your boobs through this.” He flicked my white flimsy tank top as he winked and walked out.
Of course I was blushing furiously, my face redder than a tomato. I didn’t know he would come and wake me up. And wearing bras while sleeping causes breast cancer.
I sighed and got up, pulling out a bra, then saw my GAP purple zipper lying beside it. I peeked out of my window and sure enough it was cold. I wore my black bra and a purple tee (didn’t want him seeing me braless), took the zipper and stepped out.
I expected everyone to be there, but all doors were closed and lights out. I bit my bottom lip wondering why Ace woke me up at midnight. I debated on knocking Janice and Brittany’s door but let it go. Maybe Ace just wants some private time with me. Well he better be apologizing and buying ice creams and fries for me then.
“Muffin!”
I looked to my right, following the whisper. Bryan was standing at his door, gesturing me to come in.
“What?” I asked, entering his room.
He pointed to the window. “Jump.”
I looked at the window and then at him with a crazy expression. “Why would I do that? Are you gone mad? You woke me up to make me jump out of your window, we could have done that from mine.”
“Your window doesn’t have a tree outside. Now jump.” He ordered.
I leaned over the window, gauging the distance, although I had to climb down a tree I felt like I had to climb down Mt. Everest, in the darkness.
“Shouldn’t you go first?”
“Why? Scared?” He teased.
I rolled my eyes. “Just to be a gentleman, if I slip by mistake you can catch me.”
“Can’t climb trees?” He grinned, proud to mock me.
“Of course I can. I have degree in rock and tree climbing! I was born doing it.” I said sarcastically.
“Yeah your degree in sarcasm worries me at times. But fine, I’ll go. That way I can see your butt clearly too.”
I slapped his arm. “Pervert. Stop staring at my private parts!”
He blew a kiss, making heartbeat rise. I forced it to calm down. He shouldn’t know I like him.
I watched as he climbed down gracefully and then looked up motioning for me to climb down too. I bit my lip almost thinking of locking the window and door and letting him stay out the whole night but that would be too rude. Even for me.
Finally I climbed down the tree successfully, without slipping much. But he being himself, still took the opportunity to grab my ass when I just four feet away from ground and going to jump. I immediately slapped his hand away.
“Hands off.”
He sighed deeply. “Cokblocker.”