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"Brie, what are you doing in my room?" Jayden asked in a hoarse voice, still managing to keep his eyes open from all the sleep.

He surely did not want to be woken from his dream, especially by Brie's presence.

Brie ignored his question with a scowl on her face and her arms crossed as she asked, "What did you say to Lara?"

And for the first time in her life, while she had a hot pair of abs and a face in front of her, she fixed her eyes on the face.

"Don't get involved," He murmured, "And don't creep up on me like that." He was lying on his side whilst trying to rub the sleep off his face, with the covers draped across his waist. "What are you even doing here?"

"Lara hasn't come out of her room since she spoke to you. I woke up with the robe on my bed, and I tried speaking to her but she wouldn't let me. The girls and I had to cover up for her when your mother almost tore down the building because Lara hadn't shown up. What did you do-"

"I knew Lara wouldn't do this on her own." He cut her off after realization hit him. "You put her up to this."

Brie rested her weight on her right foot, "Oh don't act all goody two shoes when you know you wanted it." She glared at him, "I was only helping my girl out after you dumped her in the quiet room."

"I didn't dump Lara."

"Dump is another word for break up, mister."

"Okay, what, do you want?" She was beginning to frustrate him. In fact, she had already begun to frustrate when she had dragged him from his dream.

Brie walked closer to the bed with her eyes fixed on his face, "What did you do when she took it off?"

Jayden sighed, rested the back of his head on his pillow and closed his eyes.

Suddenly he opened his eyes widely, and if Brie had been fast enough, she would have caught the glint of alarm in his eyes, but he quickly replaced it with the initial nonchalant look in his eyes.

Brie asked, "I know she took it off. What did you d-"

"I put it back on."

Brie shook her head and warned. "Tell me you didn't."

"Get out, Brie." He simply stated.

But she didn't listen as she went on, "How could you? Do you have any idea of how embarrassing that must have been for her?"

He asked back, "Would you rather have preferred me to sleep with her? I stopped her from doing something she would regret later."

"I see." Brie took in what he said, "So, 'Lara'," She stressed on the name, "stripped down for you, totally naked before you, and all you could think of was clothing her. Tell me Jayden, when are you planning on coming out of the closet?"

Jayden sighed again. This girl had totally lost it.

She continued, "Because surely you'd have to be playing for the other team if it didn't get to you."

"Leave."

"How long have you kept it a secret? Holy shít, I know." She feigned surprise, "Those weeks with Kira. Spending that much time away from hot girls must have messed up your brain."

Jayden turned to her. "Why do you girls always seem to thrive on assumptions?"

Lara had done it. Countless times.

"If that isn't it, then what is?" her lips puckered in a scowl, "You can't tell me you weren't attracted."

"I owe you no explanation. Leave."

"I'm not leaving this room without you. You're coming with me, and we're going to see Lara. You need to fix this." She grabbed his muscled arm and tried to pull him up with all her might but it barely moved him an inch. However, she didn't fail to notice how reflexively he placed his hand on the bundle of covers. Why did he need the covers when he was in a pair of sweatpants?

She halted trying to pull him up, and in a swift motion, threw the bundled covers off his groin. Lo and behold, Jayden's manhood was literally protruding through his grey sweatpants, threatening to rip it apart if it wasn't set free.

"Are you nuts?" He draped the covers over his endowed morning wood that had her gaping.

Soon enough, her surprise turned into utmost amusement, "Lara gave you wet dreams! Holy shít! You're so full of yourself, look what she did." Brie snickered. "I bet you couldn't get her out of your head last night to this morning. Now I get why it's way past eleven and you were still asleep." She teased, "I'm so so sorry for interrupting your virtual lovemaking."

"I'm not going to say this again." He warned. "Leave."

Brie smirked, then retreated towards the door but before she left, she explained, "D'you know why I'm happy? It's because my plan didn't fail after all. Good luck with your," She eyed his groin, "officer at attention." and left.

Jayden exhaled, and lied down flat on his bed, his pillow welcoming his soft tresses. As much as he didn't want to admit it, she was right. He hadn't wanted to get out of bed because he had been shamelessly enjoying his R-rated erotic dream, starring Lara.

She had just taken off her robe, and instead of him putting it back on like he did in real life, he did the exact opposite. He crashed his lips on hers and lifted her up, with his firm hands gripping her thighs as her legs encircled his waist.

He moved towards the bed and placed her on it without breaking the desperate kiss. He kissed the length of her body provoking frequent gasps and moans from within her as his kisses turned to licks, his licks turned to sucks and his sucks turned to bites.

His erotic dream levelled up a tad more when he found himself moving in her, copulating with her, banging her as she began to scream his name over and over again.

Over a month ago he had been imagining what sex with Lara would be like. And if this was sex with virtual Lara, how much more with real life Lara?

But his imaginations were of no use now, because he was never going to have sex with her. Especially not at this point when they were over.

Jayden dragged himself from his thoughts and sat up on the bed.

"Cold shower." He muttered to himself as he found himself making his way towards his bathroom to get rid of his morning glory. The minute the water had made contact with his skin, he felt a cold sensation run through the length of his body and released a sigh.

Emma knocked on Lara's door for the hundredth time. The girls had sent her to try to get Lara talking because they had all tried, but constantly got ignored. Emma was the only one in their squad who had never gotten herself involved in their 'talks' and 'plans', so Lara would probably listen to her.

"Lara?" Emma called out from behind the door, "I promise they aren't here with me."

Silence.

Five minutes passed, and still no response.

Emma began to actually panic. What if something had happened to her? What if she had done something to herself?

"Lara??" She rapidly knocked on the door.

Still no answer.

Anxiety and fear crawled its way up the spine of Emma as she began to think of the worst.

But suddenly, she heard sounds of the door being unlocked and in a second, the door opened and Lara stood before her, wearing an oversized brown T-shirt that reached the middle of her thighs, with her long dark hair as bizarre as a tornado, her eyes slightly red from the crying, but a cold look in them.

Emma nearly shuddered from Lara's disordered appearance, but kept her cool because this was the farthest any of them had gotten with Lara.

Lara stepped aside for Emma to come in and locked the door behind her when she did. Then she went back to her bed and buried herself in it, facedown and towards the other side.

Emma stood there awkwardly, not knowing exactly how to begin. The usual 'Are you alright' question was never right to ask, especially when it was very visible that the person wasn't, but people still asked it.

Emma got nearer to the bed and sat on the edge. The last time she was on Lara's bed, she had kissed her, revealing certain truths about herself.

"I'm really ashamed, Em." Lara's muffled voice broke the silence and had Emma sitting in shock. Was Lara actually opening up to her already? After the countless times the others had tried to get her to?

"Lara, you don't have to be hard on yourself." Coincidentally, those had been Lara's words to her when Lara had found out about her, and she was rather the ashamed one back then.

"It is," Lara muttered, "It always is. I knew what I was doing."

There was a gold necklace beside Lara's pillow which she had begun to twirl with her index finger, drawing invisible 8's and 0's.

Emma recognized that necklace. It was the one Jayden had bought for Lara almost two months ago. Lara had told the girls about it when she had been filling them in on her time with Jayden, before he had broken them apart.

"You were under so many influences. You-"

"I don't want to remember," Lara whined. This was specifically why she didn't want to talk about it to anyone. The memory alone of Jayden looking at her naked body, walking to clothe her and furthering on with the break up had her tormented. "Let's stop." Lara said as she began to sit up and face Emma, "I really can't talk about it."

Emma nodded, "I understand."

"Emma." Lara spoke.

"Yeah?"

"You never told me what really happened." Lara was referring to the time Emma had begged her not to mention a word about her sexuality to anyone, especially her twin sister, Ella.

"Oh that." Emma calmly said, but freaked out on the inside. Now was not the time for Lara to bring that up. Not when the girls had put a recorder on her to hear every word Lara would say. They had literally forced it on her.

"You can tell me anything."

"This isn't about me, Lara." Emma rattled out, afraid Lara would say something specific.

"You're not shy about it, are you? I told you not to be. You can always talk to me."

Emma stared at Lara, her heart racing. If Lara went on with this, she would be screwed. The other girls would know. Ella would know. And she would be in trouble.

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A/N: UPDATE TOMORROW. Spoiler alert concerning Lara; YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE. Piece that out XD

A/N: Real life Lara wasn't able to get with Jayden, but Virtual Lara sure did show us some levels. And it looks like Emma's secret is about to headline the papers.

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