Whoa...what am I doing?!

Why am I letting this happen?!

Why not pull away?!

The answer shows for itself as I feel my insides melt at his touch, my mind clouds up, only focusing on one thing and one thing only, all my other senses feel numb, as if this is a completely different world, and the only thing my attention is on is this kiss......

I feel him take over, which I don’t mind at all, feeling one hand being placed on my hip, while the other is cupping my cheek still gently as his lips move with mine..

Is it weird that I find this.....weird?....as in a different weird, not a bad way no!...but different in the way that I’ve never had this before....and by this...I mean this situation... kissing a guy...except that one night....

Stupid? Pathetic? I know....but it’s true...

But the thing is, those thoughts went straight out of my mind as soon as he touched me...

And now?....now my minds empty, with just one thing on my mind.

Noah.

Pulling away from the kiss, my breathing is coming out faster than before, with my eyes slowly opening as the surroundings come back in sight, the distance noise of music and laughter coming from outside is heard again...aswell as my own heartbeat in my ears..

My eyes lock with those brown ones, that are only inches away from me, as he rests his forehead against mine, his thumb softly caressing my cheek, which I hardly notice as I feel so mesmerised by his eyes.....

“Lexxiii?!” A holler of my name echoing up from the corridor the other side of the door, catches my attention, bringing us back to what’s happening right now.

I blink, my eyes flickering towards the door as I hear a familiar voice call for me....

Charlie.

Before I can even blink again, I feel the loss of contact from my skin, and turning my head back...I see that Noah’s stood at least a good few feet away from me, rubbing his neck, looking to the floor...

I blink again, a frown forming on my face....

What?

“LEXI?!...where you at girl?” Charlie’s voice is closer now, snatching my attention once more...

Clearing my throat, I step away from the wall, tugging at the shirt I’m wearing as I feel it’s messed up, but it’s not....and with my eyes still on Noah stood there.....not saying anything...I start to walk towards the door...before turning away from him, reaching for the handle..

“Charlie?” I call out as I pull open the door, stepping out..

“Oh!” I hear her chirp before she comes into my vision “Hey!” I turn to see her just by the bathroom door I went in and I give her a small smile, hoping she sees nothing wrong.....

“Hey!...we’re matching!” She points out laughing....and I frown confused at what she says before seeing her point to what I’m wearing...and then I look to see what she’s wearing....

Sweats and a shirt, which looks to belong to a certain female that lives in this house....

A smile tugs at my lips as Charlie comes towards me, her face turning into a disgusted look “Even if they do belong to the witch ...but hey!..They’re dry!” She laughs before adding with an evil grin “We could just burn them later on...”

This makes me laugh, and I shake my head at her amused...

“I’m not interrupting anything am I?” A throat being cleared buts in behind me...and I see Charlie’s eyes travel up to the owner, before both her eyebrows raise...and her eyes flick back to me...

Biting my lip nervously... “No” I manage to force out....

“No, but thanks for the clothes!” Charlie pipes up before a suspicious smirk grows on her face “But what I wanna know is how come you both came out of the same room hmm?” she smirks raising an eyebrow towards me...

I swallow quickly, rubbing my palms on the sweats in nerves.....what do I say?

“Because she used my shower” Noah suddenly replies casually from behind me, causing me to breath in sharply, but quietly.

“Oh..yeah?..” Charlie replies eyeing the both of us with that smirk still there...

“Y-yeah..” I stutter, clearing my throat and fiddle with the hem of the shirt I’m wearing...he’s really going to do this again?

Pretend nothing happened, just walk away?...

“Yeah...well..as much as I’ll like to stay and listen to you two talk all night....I’ve got a party to get back to” Noah speaks up, stepping past me, into the hallway...flashing us a smirk, but one that which doesn’t look the same...

Charlie rolls her eyes at him, but then smiles to me “Yeah! We should too...the others are waiting for us I bet!” She grins before grabbing my hand and dragging me down the corridor, passing Noah on our way and reaching the stairs first...

Looking over my shoulder as I get pulled down the stairs, I briefly lock eyes with those brown ones, that are staring right back at me, but don’t have enough time before I turn back to see any emotion in them....

He can’t just kiss me like that and not do, or show anything?!

Shaking my head to myself in disbelieve, and disappointment, I carry on down the flight of stairs with Charlie, forcing a smile to my face as I listen to her happily chatting away...

If he’s just going to ignore me everytime this happens, then you now what?...I’m not going to care any more...

All these feelings I feel, I’m going to push away, because let’s face it...at this rate....it’s not going to happen, with those blank looks he gets everytime and just walking away?....no, I won’t bother...

But, it’s not as easy as that....

“Lexi!”

Jolting out of my thoughts, I lift my head at the voice “Huh?” I mumble blinking as a familiar face comes into my vision...

“There you are!” a relieved sigh comes from Chris’s mouth as he rushes up to me, stopping.

“Yes, I am here...” I raise an eyebrow at my brother, wondering why he’s breathing heavily as if he’s just ran miles...

Releasing a deep breath, he finally looks to me “Yes....we just didn’t know where you went after.... “ He trails of, silently mentioning about the pool ‘incident’ early... “Because well, we thought you we’re mad or something...”He shrugs...and this causes me to roll my eyes, but feel my lips tug up into a sly smirk...

“You know I won’t be mad...” I tell him, my smirk growing “Because you know I will always get you back...” I shrug innocently, giving him a evil smirk...

One grows on his face as well, and he chuckles, running a hand through his wet hair, flashing me one of his cheeky smirks..

“Well...we’re see- Hey, what are you wearing?” He asks, a frown forming on his face as his smirk disappears, and his eyes travel down me, noticing for the first time, that in fact I am wearing different clothes...

“Er...clothes..”I point out rolling my eyes “Since mine got wet, these are dry...”I shrug throwing him a dirty look aswell, because my clothes getting wet was his fault...

The corners of his mouth start to curve up into a smirk, but then they drop and his eyes narrow... “Where did you get that shirt from?” He asks, studying the shirt and I feel my shoulders tense slightly....

“Because I’ve never seen that before, so I’m pretty sure it doesn’t belong to you, or any of the boys....” He trails of suspiciously, meet my eyes again, looking almost accusingly...

I roll my eyes at him, feeling a little uncomfortable with his gaze “Does it matter?...at least they are dry” I emphasise the word ‘dry’ to show my point...

“They’re Noah’s” Charlie interrupts, butting in quickly and as she speaks those words, I see Chris’s eyes widen a little bit.....obviously thinking the worst...

“He gave them to us after the shower, so we had dry clothes..” Charlie carries on with a shrug “It’s really no big deal, if anything...he did us a favour!-“

“A shower?!” Chris cuts in, staring at us, his eyes landing on me “You had a shower with him!?” He raises his voice, noticing how it nearly becomes a growl and his fist clenching at his side...

“What?!” both me and Charlie splutter, before she starts to laugh shaking her head

“Oh! No, no!” She laughs shaking her head more “No!....I mean separately, he let us have one otherwise we could have frozen to death!” She sucks in air into her lungs “But Lex did use his shower...and he was there....so you’ll have to ask her on that one...” she adds in quickly with a smirk

“What?!” Chris growls and I snap my head to her, eyes wide at what she just said...at what she just implied, and from how Chris is reacting, it’s exactly what’s going on in his head...

Giggling, Charlie bites her lip, before shouting something that she’s going to find Nathan and Abby, before disappearing into the crowd...leaving me with a protective, angry brother.....

Well thanks very much...

“What did you do?...where is he?” Chris’s jaw tightens as he looks up “I’ll kill him..” He mutters under his breath, surprising me slightly because what’s going on in his head must be something really bad for him to do this.....

“Whoaa! Whooaa! Hold up” I push slightly on his chest raising my hands “Charlie is kidding!” I say looking him in the eye as they dart around above my head “Chill Chris...seriously, why you acting like this?...nothing even happened....heck! I was on my own...” Okay, that’s a lie...but he doesn’t need to know that!...god knows what he will do...

Lowering his gaze to looking back to me again, I see they relax a bit, but he still seems tensed...but grumbles something under his breath sounding like ‘okay’...in which I sigh with relief, dropping my arms by my side again...

‘nothing happened’, sounds a bit déjà vu if you ask me......

“Hmm...right....come...” He pulls me to his side, draping an arm over my shoulder and turning to lead me somewhere...no doubt the kitchen...

I wrinkle my nose as I smell the scent of beer coming from him, obviously he’s been drinking....hmm.. maybe that’s why he’s acting a bit more....like this...

“Urm...no thanks..” I shrug of his arm “I don’t really fancy standing around you and the others as you make a fool of yourselves trying to chat up girls...” I shake my head, slightly amused “I’m going to find my friends...” I give him a small smile, before turning around and walking out in the crowd before he can say or do anything to stop me...

That’s the last thing I want!...to be awkwardly stood there while my brothers try to get a girl for the night...

Grimacing at the thought, I push through the crowd.....ew..nasty...

Time to find Charlie and the others...she couldn’t have gone far in that little time now could she??

Half an hour later, Oh boy am I wrong....

It literally feels as if those three have just disappeared! Where the heck could they have gone?!

I just don’t get it, they were here one minute....and now...

No where to be seen.

Pffft...typical....

Releasing an irritated sigh, I turn back on myself after checking all the rooms where people are down here, I head back to the main one, the living room...where it’s still packed with people....

Pushing past people, people who have drunk more, who are more drunk, who look older, who seem o be more of them, than previously....which is weird......but oh well, I still need to find Charlie, Abby and Nathan.

Dodging around people, with difficulty as they seem to be tightly packed together, grinding against one another and doing god knows what else, I’d rather not look....but all I can think is that Charlie better have a good excuse for disappearing like this!

Getting lost in the crowd of people, is horrible, especially when their all dancing, pushing you not caring....it’s ridiculous...

But somewhere in the confusion of loads of people, I suddenly feel someone grab my waist...

Taken by surprise, I at first think it’s someone I know, possibly Charlie or one of my brother’s joking around.....but by turning around with a small gasp...I couldn’t be more wrong...

Some random, drunken guy, has decided to grab me, pulling me to them, forcing me to move to the beat of the music....

Wiggling from his grip, I try to push him back “Excuse me...” I mutter, frowning at this guy as I manage to free myself...

But not for long, as this guy just smirks lazily, reaching out to grab me again “Dance with me baby...”

I nearly scoff as he murmurs this, pulling me back towards him, so my back is now pressed to his chest, which is better than being the other way I guess...but still not great...

Pushing at his arms to break free, how strong can he be while intoxicated! Gosh!

“Get off me dude!” I hiss “Or I swear you won’t see the light of day tomorrow!” I growl, still fighting to get his arms off me.....I should be used to this!...after all, having multiple fighting matches with my brothers should at least give me some help.

All I get in response, is the sound of this guy’s chuckle, as he murmurs “Feisty...” In my ear, tightening his hold around me...

Jesus! How can he be this strong while off his head!

Groaning/growling, I try again, struggling in his grip..and nearly get there...when a familiar voice...speaks up...

“Dude, she said let go...”

I instantly stop moving as I hear his voice from behind, and mentally curse....it just had to be him didn’t it!

And just like that, the guy’s arms slip away from me, releasing me and I gasp in a breath, suddenly realising that the tightening grip, was corrupting my breathing....

“Whoa!...dude chill....I didn’t know she was yours” The drunken guy, seems a little bit more sober, and as I turn around I see he has his hands held up in defence... but also a smirk still present on his face... “Have her..” He winks at me...before stumbling off into the crowd...

I glare at the empty space he once was in, “Jerk..” I mutter shaking my head and brush a hand through my damp hair, sighing....

“Are you okay?”

OH great...and now I’m left with him...once again.

“Fine..” I grit my teeth answering, before daring to look up into his eyes, but keep mine as a glare, even though I’m surprised to see emotion in his brown orbs this time...

Concern and worry...is what strikes me most...as he takes a step towards me, closer so I would be able to hear him over the blaring music...

“You sure?”

I puff out a sigh, boredly looking up to him “Yes, I’m fine.” I kinda snap, not really caring though that I did....why should I?

Eyeing me silently for a moment...I just narrow my eyes at him, before he drops the eye contact and looks up around us...

“What are you even doing amongst these people?” He questions with an eyebrow raised, a light joking tone to his voice....ahh, he’s going back to his usual cocky self then...

I frown at him, not quite getting what he means by ‘these people’...isn’t that a bit discriminating?

“I’m looking for Charlie..” I reply with a shrug looking away from him and scanning the heads of people around us....

Hearing his chuckle reaching my ears over the music, I turn back to him...

“Well....I highly doubt that Charlie’s in the middle of this..” He gestures with his hands to the people around us “Because if you haven’t realised.....these people aren’t exactly your age..” He chuckles, finding this amusing and he’s mocking me..

I frown at him, “I noticed that!..I’m not blind!” I raise my voice only causing him to smirk “I just couldn’t find her, so I went looking around again..” I shrug, my eyes wondering to people around us again...

“And get felt up by an older, drunken guy along the way?” He asks rhetorically with a laugh in his voice

I narrow my eyes at him, shoving him slightly “ I was perfectly fine!....I was nearly free before you showed up” I roll my eyes

“Riight..” Noah drags out “Of course you were...” He smirks as I roll my eyes once again...not bothering to reply because there’s no use....he’ll only have another comeback...

Chuckling, he suddenly grabs my arm “Come on....let’s get out of here...” He says before leading me through the packed bodies, pulling me close behind him, and all I can do is stare at my arm where he’s holding....because I swear I felt something as he took hold of my arm....

Once free from the crowd, I quickly pull my arm free, bringing it back to me and frown as Noah stops and turns to face me, and my mind wonders as I meet those brown eyes...

Flashing back to what happened earlier tonight......I mean kissing someone twice just doesn’t happen!...it’s gotta at least meat something right?....he couldn’t have done this twice without something there?......or he’s just playing some sick game....not meaning any of it...

“What are you doing Noah?” I finally question, meaning something else with that question, while bringing my gaze up to meet his

Slight confusion flashes across his face before he answers “Well...I’m standing here talking to you, after just rescuing you from that scary crowd...”

I roll my eyes, typical of him to reply with something sarcastic, when I’m being totally serious....

“You know what?...just forget it... “I wave him off before starting to turn away from him

“No...wait! hang on.....”He stops me, grabbing my arm once again and turning me back around to face him, a different expression mask on his face now...

Sighing, I look up, meeting his gaze for like the millionth time tonight, but no matter how many times I do, I still get speechless on what to say....or even forgetting what I was thinking....

Releasing a small sigh himself, his gaze drops slightly, to where he’s touching my arm....before flicking back up to my eyes...

“Come with me..” He speaks quietly...before once again, leading me out of the room, not that I have much choice whether or not to follow him because by the time I register what’s happening...we’re heading out the back doors into the garden....

The cold night air hits my bare arms and I shiver slightly from the difference in temperature, but then notice that the outside is a lot less quieter than it was earlier...

Leading me around to the side of the house, I have no idea what Noah is doing, but for some reason...I let myself let him take me....and have no protests along the way...