Forever Love (11 page)

"You look totally fucking hot but you should know that I'm gonna knock out any guy that looks at you." He whispers in my ear before removing his own shirt and throwing it down with my discarded clothes.

My mouth goes dry at the sight of him, all toned muscle and hard lines. He's got that abdominal V that’s almost like an arrow pointing down to his goods. He shoots me a smirk, I'm not exactly hiding my drooling. Dickwad comes on over and sits on Cindy's lounger while giving me his annoying ass grin.

"So Blondie, I hear you’ve got my boy Noah here swooning or some shit."

"Shut the fuck up Brady. Hey, by the way I thought it was just gonna be us here. What're all the guys doing here?"

"Aaaaaah yeah, I totally set myself up. Tucker called earlier, wanted to hang out and I mentioned that we were gonna be hanging in the pool and he was all like, let's have a pool party cause its nearly end of Summer. It sounded a good idea at the time and the parents are outta town so I thought why the hell not. He should be here in a minute actually, he assured me it was only gonna be small though, no stragglers."

"When have you ever known one of Tuckers parties to be small? Especially when it's not actually in his house, you're gonna be overrun you know. I mean, the guy actually posted an announcement on Facebook for his party the other week and then wondered why a bunch of strangers turned up at his house."

"Listen, its all cool bro. Plus, hes bringing beer."

Brady nods his head as if the fact that Tucker is bringing beer makes everything alright.

"Cant you just get beer yourself? Don’t you have a fake ID?" I ask, rubbing lotion into my legs.

"Not anymore, by the way if you have one, don’t use it round here. They can tell them a mile away. We all had the bright idea to get one last year, they were all confiscated my old Ernie in the store the same day. That’s the bad thing about living in a small town, everyone knows eachother and everyone knows eachothers fucking ages." Cindy points out.

"Ernie doesn’t know me." I say shrugging.

"Oh I'm pretty sure he does. Before you came, your Dad pretty much told everyone in town you were coming."

Oh yay, thank you Dad. I buy a fake ID to help me survive until twenty one and its pretty much useless here. Shit, wheres that Tucker with the beer? I need one now. On that thought there's a loud cheer as a bunch of people filter through the side gate looking ready to party. I can hear Noah mumbling an "I told you so" under his breath as more and more people come in. Brady's face is deathly pale and I'm finding it really hard to hold the laugh in that’s waiting to burst out. The guy is such a dumbass.

I notice Brandy bitch scuttling in wearing some high steel stilettos and black bikini. Slut. Someone even walks in with a huge portable stereo balancing on their shoulder and I start to doubt that Brady's house is gonna come out unscathed.

***

The music's blaring, there's a guy throwing up in some bushes not too far from me and I haven't seen Noah since he said he was going to get us a drink half an hour ago. This party officially sucks. Luckily Cindy's been keeping me great company, telling me every embarrassing story about Dickwad and Noah. I've got some pretty good material for when either of them piss me off.

I notice that jackass Chris walking towards me and I'm starting to wonder if this so called party could get any worse, I look around for any sign of Noah.

"Well, hello little lady. Wheres Travers?" The douchbags voice really grates on me, smarmy bastard.

"I dunno, have a look around for him if your that bothered."

He sits himself on the end of my lounger and I briefly consider booting him off and into the pool. That thought definitely makes me smile, though I think the douchbag takes that as encouragement as he lies his hand on my ankle. I look from his hand, to his face and then back to his hand again, hoping he takes the hint and backs the fuck off. He doesn’t, so I take his hand and drop it back into his lap, sucking my teeth and laying back down.

"You know, that bikini should be illegal with how hot you look in it."

What the fuck is wrong with this guy? Wasn’t it enough that I kicked him in the nuts last time? What will it take for him to get the fucking hint?

"Fuck off Chris, shes not interested." Cindy thankfully comes to my rescue, leaning towards him to get the point across.

"Cindy shouldn’t you be somewhere sucking your boy Bradys dick instead of getting all in my business." He scowls at her, which just about sets me at boiling point.

"Hey, who the fuck do you think your talking to really? Now get it into your thick fucking skull, I am not interested in your skinny ass. Fuck. Off. Now."

"Listen here you little-" Unfortunately Chris makes the mistake of grabbing my left wrist, the fuck. I fold my fist and knock it into his still bruised face from when Noah knocked him on his ass.

Cindy bursts out laughing as he rolls from the lounger into the pool, making my dream a reality. He flounces around in the pool, splashing around and just about bringing everyone's attention to him. Brady comes barging through the crowd and starts laughing his head off. Noah comes up behind him and looks over towards me, obviously putting the pieces together as to how douchbag Chris landed in the pool.

I can't imagine this ending very well once he finds out exactly what happened. He slowly makes his way around the pool towards me, at the same time the jackass is lifting himself out of the pool. My eyes widen as I realize they're gonna meet at the exact same time right by me. I jump up from the lounger and rush towards Noah before being yanked back from the top of my arm. I hit a chest and a very angry jackass.

"You little dickteasing bitch. Why wear something like that if your such a fucking frigid?" Chris says with gritted teeth, snarling at me.

I'm shocked at how quickly the bastard turns, going from annoying and smarmy to scary and nasty. I don’t get a chance to answer him, I'm pulled back out of his clutches as Noah whizzes past me, knocking the prick on his ass and pummeling his fists into him. Guys are running around the pool and trying to pull Noah off of Chris as I stand there in shock at how this has escalated. I couldn’t give a shit for Chris but I don’t want Noah to get into trouble. I move through the guys who are trying and failing to pull Noah away and I grab onto Noah's arm just before he's about to drive his fist into Chris' bloody face again.

"NOAH STOP! THAT’S ENOUGH!" I scream. "PLEASE JUST LEAVE HIM, HE'S NOT WORTH IT!" I'm frantically trying to pull him away.

He gets up close to Chris' face, his hand around his throat.

"Come near her again, I'll fucking end you. I've warned you once already, I won't again." His voice is low and barely carries but it carries to the one person its intended for. He drops Chris to the ground with a thud before standing up and pulling me to him, wrapping his strong arms around me. I barely even think about the fact we're in front of the whole school and put my arms around his middle, happy for him to be holding me.

Everyone's looking and I suddenly feel like an insect under a microscope. I can see Brandy bitch in the corner scowling at me, wow if looks could kill. I pull away from Noah and give him a warm reassuring smile. Chris is being scraped off the floor by two guys from the football team, his face is a total mess and I wince at the sight of it. Noah takes me by the chin and moves my face around so that I'm facing him.

"Ok, ok shows over everyone. Get back to what you were doing. Theres nothing to see here." The Dickwad Brady shouts as he comes over to us. He give Noah a slap on the back. "Shit that was some Rocky shit you just pulled there bro. What the fuck happened?"

Noah continues to stare at me, not even acknowledging his friend.

"You should talk to Cindy." I say to which he frowns at.

Noah's still looking at me with concern. I don’t know what the fuck he has to be concerned about, its him that’s the one causing concern here.

"Are you ok?" He asks, he voice low and gravelly.

"I'm fine, are you?"

He gives me a lopsided grin and gives me a sweet kiss on the forehead that makes me feel warm all over. I pick up his hand in mine, turning it over to take a look at his knuckles.

"I'm gonna go get you an ice pack for these." I say frowning at the site on his sore hands.

"In a minute, just stay here for a sec."

He clutches onto me tighter, as if afraid I'll disappear. There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

Chapter 12

Noah

The sight of his hands on her, pulling her back, had a red haze coming over me. I've never felt such fucking fury before in my life. If Liv hadnt of stopped me, I think I might have finished the jackass off. One things for sure, that’s twice he's crossed the line, there won't be a third time. I hope I didn’t scare her, lashing out like that. I hope she knows I'm just so damn protective of her. I wanna wrap her up in cotton wool and keep her with me always. If that’s not some pansy ass shit, I don’t know what is. All this after just ten days of knowing her and that shits just getting worse. I'm starting to regret all the hassle I gave Brady when he first got with Cindy, it's definitely coming back to bite me in the ass now.

I keep my arm round Livs shoulders and direct her towards the lounger she's been sitting on. No way am I gonna let her get me ice, I'm not letting her out of my sight.

"I'm really sorry if I scared you with that back there. What happened? I only saw you knock him into the pool. I gotta say, you’ve got a mean right hook on ya by the looks of it babe." She giggles at my mention of the pool.

"I wasn’t scared, just worried. I don’t want you getting into any trouble. He's really not worth it and forget about what he said, you more than put him in his place."

Uh huh, yeah I don’t think that’s gonna be happening. I'll just find out from Brady what Cindy says. My arm is still wrapped around her and I can feel eyes on us. I don’t give a fuck though, let them look, nosy fucks.

The party seems to be getting back into the swing of things. Brady's gonna have a hell of a mess to clean up in the morning, I did tell him though. I look over Liv, man my girl is hot as fuck. Feels good to call her my girl and it actually be true. It was always true in my mind, I just needed her to see it. Her warm tight body feels so good against mine but there's no way I can stay like this. I can feel my swim shorts beginning to tent, hardly the most discrete item of clothing that’s for sure.

"I'm gonna go get us another drink, I left ours over there somewhere."

"No way mister, look what happened last time you got us drinks, I'm coming with."

I smile at her sass, she's a feisty little thing and it's just one of her many good points. I lean over the end of the lounger and pass her shorts over, I don’t want people to be looking at her ass. Actually I don’t want people to be looking at her tits either but I figure I'll give the game away if I order her to put her top back on and then I'll never hear the end of it. She stands up and drags her shorts up her smooth tanned legs. Shes got an incredible fucking body, curves in all the right places. Everything about her is amazing, from her cute button nose to her slim neck which is shown off perfectly with her high messy ponytail, to her slim little ankles. Abso-fucking-lutely gorgous.

"Come on then. Cant have you dehydrating on me now, can I?"

It's hard to believe that not half an hour ago I was beating the shit out of Chris, its amazing what a calming effect Liv has on me.

We walk over to the cooler and I grab us some beers before feeling a hand on my arm. I know it's not Liv because there's not that usual spark I feel whenever she touches me. Liv looks furious and I turn around to see Brandy standing there with a smile on her face.

"Noah, how are you? I saw what happened with Chris, are you ok? I was so worried about you."

I don’t know what this girls problem is. If it was any other girl, I would be polite and move on along but she made the mistake of calling my girl a whore, I wont have that shit happening.

"Good Brandy thanks." My tones clipped, its not like I wanna have a fuckng conversation with her.

I grab Livs hands and notice Brandy's eyes follow the movement. Something passes over her features, I don’t know what the fuck it is but I sure as hell don’t like it. As quick as it's there, it's gone and I find myself staring intently into her face for a good fucking minute longer than id like to see if I can see what the fuck it meant.

I know I'm doing a pretty piss poor job at keeping my relationship with Liv on the down low but it's only really our parents that I'm reluctant to tell. It's not like Phil and my Mom run in the same circles as the kids at school. It's also not like I'm announcing it or sucking Livs face off in front of everyone. I don’t see the harm in holding her hand or putting my arm around her, people can take that however the fuck they like. If they assume we're a couple, so be it and if they take it as some step-brotherly concern, I don’t care.

I know without even looking that Livs got a shit eating grin on her face after my little show to Brandy and if I was Brandy I wouldn’t push my luck concerning Liv. I saw that punch she gave Chris, that was a hell of a hit and Brandy wouldn’t stand a chance. Girl can barely cope with breaking a nail, I can't see her having a fist fight. The only thing is she tends to travel in her little posse and those girls can be mean as fuck when they want to be. I'll just keep an eye on them, I've got some pretty incriminating texts from Brandy on my phone, I'm sure she wouldn’t want them getting out. I never replied to any of them of course, they were pretty risque even for me and desperate chicks aren't my thing. To be fair I don’t think any girl that isn't Liv is my thing anymore, if ever. I've certainly never had a reaction to anybody else like I have with her, if anything, I think I was just going through the motions of being a regular horny teenager with the other girls. They pale in comparison to my girl anyway.

I keep Livs hand held tightly in mine as I try and make my way through the crowd. It’s a good job Brady's parents are gone till Wednesday, theyd lose their shit if they knew Brady was having a party here. I want nothing more than to get out of here with Liv and I totally would if I couldn’t see this party turning into a complete disaster. There are still people coming through the gate and its definitely more than Brady can handle. What possessed him to give this thing the go ahead on a Sunday night when we've got the first day of school in the morning is anyone's guess. I have a feeling that due to the whole bro code shit, I'm gonna be roped into to helping clean up the shit thats gonna be left behind in the morning.

I walk up behind Brady who seems to be having a pretty heated discussion with Cindy and I take a step back to give them privacy. I'll talk to him when they're done talking about whatever it is they're talking about.

"Eeeeeeeew are those two having sex?" Liv points to a couple who seem to be acting out their own personal porno fantasies right on one of the pool loungers.

I turn her head away, I don’t want her seeing that shit and I definitely don’t want her seeing another guys junk.

"This party is all kinds of messed up." I say with a grimace.

I turn back to Brady to see Cindy storming off looking mighty pissed. Whats the damn fool done now?

"You good bro?" I ask since he looks as if he's torn between chasing Cindy, whose flounced out the gate and staying to try and make sure his house doesn’t get burnt down or some shit.

"Sure, fuck I'm gonna kill Tucker. I don’t even know half of these people." He lies his head in his hands, letting out a groan.

"Don’t worry about it man, we'll stay and help you clean the place up."

"We will?" Liv interjects with outrage.

I give her a pleading look since Brady looks as if he's about to lose his shit at any moment.

"We will." She repeats, this time on a resigned sigh.

***

It's two in the morning and I have no idea how any of us are gonna stay awake for school tomorrow. Actually, the entire senior class might be either absent or asleep on their desks by the looks of some of the sorry asses that left here earlier. We managed to get the last of the stragglers out an hour ago which was no easy feat. Hell people were still turning up, we had to lock the gate to stop anyone getting in. I don’t know what Tucker did to have this many people turn up but he's definitely in for it tomorrow. If not from Brady then from me, I've been picking up cups for the last fucking hour because of that jerk. Livs eyes look as if they're gonna roll into the back of her head with exhaustion and if Brady doesn’t stop winding her up, I think she's gonna brain him.

Me and Liv both had to put in phone calls to our respective parents as to why we wouldn’t be home tonight. Me because I'm staying with Brady, Liv because she's staying with Cindy. We couldn’t exactly go home at one in the morning on a Sunday night and we couldn’t exactly tell them the truth.

I drop the trash bag on the floor.

"I say we call it a night, finish this all up in the morning or if we don’t have time, after school."

Everyone agrees and we all head up the stairs.

"You two are in the first guest bedroom, you know where it is dude. Thanks for all your help. See you in the morning." Brady says, not even having the energy for a smartass remark.

It's only as I get to the door of the room we're meant to be sleeping in that it sinks in what exactly he said. We're both in the same room, in the same bed. I turn to Liv, who doesn’t seem too bothered by the fact and I shrug it off. I open the door to the powder blue room with the huge king size bed and hold the door open for Liv to come in before locking it up. We're in the room alone.

She turns around to look at me, thankfully covered up and not showing off her fuckable body in that bikini. I can barely restrain myself around her as it is, how the fuck am I gonna be able to sleep in the same bed as her and not fucking mount her.

"We're just gonna go to sleep." I say, to reassure myself as much as her.

She gives me a small smile and a shake of her head before toeing her flip flops off. I lift my shirt over my head, noticing her eyes are stuck to my chest. Well that sure boosts my ego. Ok maybe I'm teasing her a little by taking my shirt off, but she's been walking around in that damn bikini all day. Before I know it, she's lifting her own shirt over her head and dropping her shorts to the ground. My throat goes dry, my dick definitely stands to attention. Seems my boy downstairs has completely disconnected from my brain since it's not listening to a word it's saying. She saunters over towards me, her slightly flared hips moving gracefully. She's got a walk catwalk models would envy, just totally sexy. She takes my shirt that I'm still clinging to out of my hands.

"There's no way I'm sleeping in a bikini Noah."

Does that mean shes gonna be naked? Of course not, if she was gonna be naked, why would she need my shirt? She walks into the guest bathroom, locking the door behind her. I stay rooted to the spot, you'd think I was a thirteen year old boy that had just seen a pair of tits for the first time. My hands are sweaty, my dicks practically bursting from my shorts. I jump under the comforter quickly, shit I hope she didn’t see my hard on.

A few minutes later she walks out, her long blonde waves out of her pony from earlier and now falling around her shoulders, my shirt coming down to her mid thigh. Her in my shirt near enough has me jizzing in my shorts. It practically buries her, her lean legs sticking out of it. I give Liv a warm smile since she suddenly looks all kinds of nervous, nothing like the confident seductress that just walked into the bathroom, though this girl could probably seduce me in a burlap sack.

I lift her side of the comforter up to signal that she should get in. The longer she stands there, the harder it is to control myself.

As she gets in, I admire her beauty. Damn she sure is something and I can't help thanking my lucky stars that she's all mine. If I have my way that won't ever be changing. I fondly tuck her hair behind her ear, which has become a habit of mine. Her bright blue eyes shimmer as they look into mine and I slowly lean in to take her lips. I didn’t get much chance to kiss her at the party what with everyone looking, it near enough killed me.

Her lips are so soft and they mold to mine perfectly. Her hand coming up to lie on my shoulder as I put my hands on her waist. Its only a slight touch of my lips against hers before I pull away, looking at her gorgeous face.

"You are so beautiful."

"Noah."

He eyes glaze over with lust as she smashes her mouth against mine, my body instantly reacting with my tongue seeking entrance into her warm mouth. My hands around her waist pull her onto my lap as we're crazed with lust. I grind my hardness into her, separated only by two thin scraps of fabric. Well, how the fuck did this happen? I'm crazed with need, need for her lips, need for her body. I slowly run my hands under my shirt, feeling her smooth skin and digging my fingers into her sides.

No, this is not how this is gonna happen. Come on Noah, you’re a big boy, control youself for fucks sake. Now my body seems to have taken on a mind of its own because despite my brain screaming to pull away, I'm not moving for shit.

Liv thankfully has the sense to pull away, her eyes staying closed for a second longer before opening them and giving me a slight smile.

"You were right."

Right? About what? I glad I'm right about whatever the fuck she's talking about but she sure does pick her moments.

"What about ?" I ask, finally getting my mouth to work with my brain.

"You're not just some boy to use to make me forget, you're more than that."

Well finally, she admits it! Though what does she need to forget? That’s got my hackles rising and has me wanting to ask all kinds of question. I keep myself in check though, I don’t want to ruin the moment seeing as though who knows when the next time is she'll open up.