#lexi is fuming and jealousy

[penelopesbaby]

I feel like denny's would def be a low effort queen. like she wakes up and is IMMEDIATELY serving (pancakes) cunt. she is a boss. she is the moment. she is an alcoholic angel of BEAUTY. SHE MOGS EVERYONE. SHE MOGS LEXI. SHE MOGS HER OWN FRIENDS. when she walks by there is a pink aura left behind her. and most of all. shes walking in Victoria secret fold over leggings from 2002.

[apaise]

@fatescattered sent: ‘okay wow. the fumes of jealousy are just stifling over here.’ lexi @ daisy

it's clear from her tone that lexi's just warmly teasing and yet in this moment -- watching mal feed syd an hors d'oeuvre from her plate, and the two of them laughing when the pastry crumbles in mal's hand -- daisy just can't seem to find the humor. the polite smile she wears at events begins to fade in the corners, a pang aching in her chest.

❝ is it that obvious? ❞ she murmurs without meaning to, the sincerity embarrassing daisy when she hears it. she was supposed to just brush it aside, but . . . lexi did always have a way of lowering her walls. the way their dreams aligned had always been comforting to daisy, and the years apart did nothing to diminish the safety she feels with her.

❝ sorry. ❞ she shakes her head as if she could clear her thoughts about syd like dust beaten from a rug. ❝ i just feel so stupid. ❞ that's the last thing she'll allow herself to say for now; lexi deserves better than the jealous ramblings of a girl still stuck in her high school crush. ❝ but this isn't about me. i'm really, really happy to see you, lex. ❞ the smile on her face is genuine, if not still a little sad. normally she'd already be hugging her, but . . . it's been so long, daisy wonders if she's allowed.

she'd think of lexi whenever she'd see a particularly cool guitar pick, or the news would be talking about some new innovations in space. and daisy would send a picture or forward the article too, but it was never the same ( especially with lexi's texting habits ). ❝ how's your mom? still bickering with mr. sullivan's parrots? ❞ she remembers how kind and encouraging nora was towards the band, even when she was so busy with her own work at the senior center. with daisy's own parents just barely tolerating aurora syndrome, the support was nice to experience, even just in proxy.

[wwekayfabequeen]

Smitten - Drew McIntyre OneShot

Drew McIntyre OneShot as requested by anon

Request: “Hi could I request Drew McIntyre Where maybe the reader works backstage at WWE and she’s always had a thing for drew but was too shy to approach him Maybe some helpful friends try and set them up.”

Disclaimer: I write all my stories in a kayfabe fashion where the superstars are true to their TV personalities unless requested otherwise.    

Warning: None really for this piece. Some light smut, a decent amount of fluff.  

Background: As per request, OC (Y/N) works backstage as a costume designer for WWE. She has had feelings for the Sexy Scotsman for some time but has never known how to approach him. With a little nudge from her friend, her crush is finally revealed. Drew’s reaction takes her off-guard.  

—Author Note: Sorry I’ve been MIA for a couple days. The weather here has been insanely nice so I’ve been spending some time outside landscaping in my yard before the gloomy weather resumes. I will be working on requests throughout the week now to try and catch up. This OneShot doesn’t have much smut, I wasn’t quite sure how far to go with it. I hope you enjoy this piece anon—

While I worked on fixing one of the straps on Lexi’s ring gear, she couldn’t help but notice as my eyes kept wandering down the hall where Drew McIntyre was conversing with a cute sound-tech girl. A tinge of jealousy ran through me at the sight and I was obviously distracted.

“You know, (Y/N),” Alexa said, “if you’d just go up and ask him out-”

“What?!” I said, my eyes widening. “I- I could never!”

She didn’t say anything. Instead, a smirk painted her lips as my face turned bright red. I had spoken a little too loudly; everyone in the vicinity looked in our direction. I pinned the last clip onto Lexi’s top and crossed my arms. “There, you’re all set.”

“Sooner or later, (Y/N), you will have to quit torturing yourself,” Alexa said with a wink. With a smile she walked off, ready to hit the stage. I sighed and hung my head. I knew she was right. My unrequited feelings for Drew were driving me crazy. I had no idea how to approach him, I was too shy and he was too intimidating. 

After the show I was packing up my things, ready to head back to the hotel and get some much-needed rest. As I shut my last case I was startled by a tap on my shoulder.  I turned to see Alexa again, now in street clothes.  

“You’re welcome,” she said. She didn’t stick around to explain why. She just gave that same mischievous smirk and skipped away. In the back of my mind I already knew what she was up to. Moments later, I was approached by Drew McIntyre himself. I froze, unsure what to do.  

“Aye, (Y/N)?” Drew asked. My face was already turning red and it took all my strength not to tremble in embarrassment.  

“Oh, uh,” I stumbled on my words. “Hey, Drew.”

“Alexa told me you wanted to talk?” He said, leaning against the wall next to me. I couldn’t help but stare at the way his tight black t-shirt hugged his muscular physique so well. “Maybe we can do that over a drink?”

Liquid courage sounded like exactly what I needed in that moment. I couldn’t find any words so I just nodded. Drew smiled down at me, reaching for my supply case.  

“Great,” he said. “I’ll grab this for you.”  

“Oh,” I said in surprise, “Thanks Drew.”  

The bulky case was heavy, for me, but Drew carried it effortlessly. I showed him to my car in the parking lot where he tossed it into the trunk. He mentioned that there was a pub right off the corner of the arena that we could walk to.  During the short walk he made some small talk but my mind didn’t process most of what he said, I was too caught up in my own nerves. Anxiety began to eat away at me.

The pub was small and fairly empty. We took a seat at the bar and ordered a couple of the craft-brewed ales. We sat there for a while, making conversation about life on the road,  

“I didn’t take you for a beer kind-of lass,” Drew teased as I took my last sip of the amber colored liquid. “So, about what you wanted to tell me...”

I nearly choked on my beer. Frantically I tried to explain myself “I- uh, I don’t know what Alexa told you-”

“Well,” Drew’s voice trailed off. He put a strong hand on my knee. “She told me you’ve a bit of a crush on me.”

I felt completely mortified and embarrassed. In my mix of emotions, I was fuming with anger towards Alexa for interfering. Through gritted teeth I finally said, “she did, did she?”

“Aye,” Drew said. He removed his hand from my knee. Lifting his hand to my chin, he used two fingers to gently tilt my chin up so that I would look him in the eyes. “I’m rather smitten by you as well.”  

His words melted me like soft butter. His touch was like an adrenaline rush through me. His eyes were soft, yet holding that dark intensity that always mesmerized me. Before I could say anything, he leaned in closely. My heart pounded as his lips found my, placing a gentle kiss on them. What I had thought about so often was finally happening. I was surprised by his bold action, having never thought he felt anything for me.  

“Should we get out of here?” Drew whispered as he pulled away. I nodded. We made our way back to my car in the parking lot across the street. I had no idea what was going on, dazed by Drew’s charm.  

As we reached the car, I felt his powerful arms pull me close to him. The next thing I knew, his lips were crashing onto mine with a kiss full of passion. His hands wandered down to my ass, which he grabbed tightly before picking me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening our kiss. He sat me down on the hood of my car. Instead of waiting for him to make another move, I quickly took the opportunity to slide my tongue into his mouth as we began to make out there in the parking lot. After a moment, he broke the kiss, smirking down at me. 

“I knew there was a fire in you, (Y/N),” he said. “It’s always the quiet ones.”  

“You have no idea.” I smirked, pulling him in for another kiss.

[elejahfanfic]

The Vampire Files/5

Fanfiction

Part 5

AU story with tvd/to characters, but also with many others from different fandoms like Nick Amaro _Law&Order svu, that I am borrowing here. And Joel Goran from Saving Hope etc.

Main pairing_ Nick Amaro and Elena Gilbert

Nick and Elena are FBI Agents investigating supernatural activities and homocide caused vampires and demons.

Expect witches, demons, vampires. Inspired by X-files, Twin Peaks, and many other shows

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“Right- I’m gonna go” Nick took his coat from the chair.

“No- we still didn’t finish discussing the latest,” Elena said shooting a very significant look at her partner, “plus Jenna is making her special lasagne and you got to try it.”

Nick wavered for a second, and then put the coat back on the chair, and sat down at the table.

Elena turned to Joel, now asking him to follow her to the small entrance hall.

“I’m sorry, but we got to work on the case.” Elena said to the surgeon.

“Yeah, I see” Joel said. “I should have called.”

“Yeah, you should have” Elena nodded a little, biting a nervous gulp back.

“Ok” Joel inhaled, twisting his lips. “I’m not going to keep you - I just - wanted to tell you that the other night was amazing and it made me realize that I fucked up and - I won’t give up”

“Joel” Elena started, but he now stopped her before she could continue, pulling her into a deep, long kiss.

In the living room, Nick couldn’t help but overhear them. Unexpected feelings rushed through him, causing his heart to strangely pump with jealousy. Where was this coming from? He barely knew Elena. And these feelings welling up inside him were something he now tried to shrug off.

Sometimes, someone comes into your life, so unexpectedly, takes your heart by surprise, and changes your life forever.

Camille’s words shot out of nowhere. Yes, he cared about her and that was it. There was nothing more.

He now tossed his phone on the table.

“Amaro, everything all right?” Elena said as she walked back in the living room.

“Yes, why?”

“I hope you are not angry that I kind of invited you to stay for dinner. I just -”

“Hey - what are partners for - “

“Yeah - this was so childish of me - it’s just - things are complicated between me and Joel and - “

“You don’t have to explaind.It’s all good. I would have grabbed some food on the way home from the diner. But home cooked is always better.”

“It is. Ok - a beer?” Elena offered and then remembered that there was none. “Ice-cream?”

“Well, actually, I will have some ice-cream.” Nick then said.

“Chocolate chip fudge mint? Or plain chocolate?”

“Plain chocolate, thank you.”

As she served him the ice-cream, they went on discussing the case, which was scrapped after Jenna returned from a shopping spree. She was more than pleased that Nick stayed for dinner.

Darkness was consuming Elena, and Jenna wanted so badly to get her out of it, although she knew that that could never be. But, at least, she could balance it with some normalcy, and that night the trio enjoyed some time out form the world, sharing stories of their childhood, laughing and joking.

***

Days passed by and the investigation about Elena's attack led to yet another dead end. Stefan and Valerie still didn’t let themselves be defeated. There was more to dig and so they continued digging, which led them to Lorenzo St. John, an eighty year old man, in the heart of New York.

In Whitmore

"She wore a very ancient cut of the Lapis lazuli. The one that counteract the wiles of the spirits of darkness and procure the aid and favor of the spirits of light and wisdom." Bonnie said to her fellow forensic science professor, Damon Somer.

"So, she is not just an FBI Agent?!" Damon said.

"I don't know. According to the myth, only a demon huntress wore one"

"So, you think she killed the vampire?" Damon asked.

"I went back to the woods and there was no trace of it. So, if she is the huntress- then- huh, I couldn't save Lexi-" Bonnie's eyes watered.

"Stop beating yourself up. You did your best. You have no magic anymore. There is nothing you could have done"-Damon tried to comfort her.

"You know that others will come"- Bonnie then said.

Damon just sighed.

"I have class- so, see you later?!"- Damon said waving goodbye to his friend.

Bonnie went back to her work. But her mind remained restless.

***** In Washington, D.C., the following day

Elena walked into the office. Nick was already there, finishing some paperwork.

Without any particular hello, Elena asked for the file on Lexi Branson.

"How did it go upstairs?" he referred to her meeting with the Field director passing the file to her.

"The usual. I kinda managed to convince him that all is interconnected and he kinda agreed we work with Stefan- Agent Salvatore and Agent Tulle"

"Kinda?" Nick looked at her accentuating the word.

"We still don't have the green light, but - we will get it. Till then it's just shuffling intel" Elena explained.

"No green light, no shuffling!" Nick said firmly.

Elena narrowed his eyes at him. Being so by the book made her blood start to simmer slightly. She had to live with many loopholes, otherwise she would not have survived in the world of demons and darkness. And yet he was there to balance things out, as the director put it out to her.

She sat down at her desk and went through the file.

"Didn't we close this case?"

"She was not just any kind of random kill," Elena said,"she moved to Mystic Falls from Portland. And look at the tattoo on the neck"

Nick walked over to her and she gave him the picture.

"Ankh-Egyptian sign - life!" Nick remarked.

"I don't think it's a random tattoo. Witches wore it."

"Where are you going with this?"

"Trying to make a connection between all the desiccated women. They all had a tattoo on the neck" Elena said.

"But they were not Egyptian?!" 

"No. But each of the women had some connection with the occult."

"Serial killing -desiccating in different States for an occult purpose?!" Nick concluded.

"Something tells me that this not the end" Elena put her thought out to him.

"You still believe it is connected to the attempt on your life?"

"It could be. And then it could not" Elena said closing the file.

An e-mail alert on the computer swayed her from the topic. 

"One thing is for sure -there is no rest for the wicked" she said as she read a report that had just come in.

Nick opened the e-mail himself on his computer and read,"Desiccated woman, age 22, found near New Orleans, Bayou, with bite markings on her wrists"

"Now do you believe me?" Elena said tilting her head poignantly.

"Believe? All this is not a coincidence? Yeah. There is a network of serial killers on the loose." NIkc said picking up the phone scheduling the next flight to New Orleans.

He glanced at Elena. Her face went grim. It looked like it lost all the life in her. She browsed rapidly through her files.

"Want to share?"

"No. Just checking stuff on New Orleans- sending you mail on your phone, so we are n'sync," she said,"when is our flight?"

"5:40 p.m." Nick said.

"Right. We have time to meet Bonnie Bennett"

"The forensic from Withmore?"

"Yes. I called her"

"Her report was very thorough," Nick said,"but I guess this is about the talisman she wore?!"

"Exactly. I did some digging. It is worn by a Wicca Society, well, a very ancient Wicca Council - five covens of very powerful witches put their chosen witch to protect the source of all magic"

"This is all about someone messing with the source of all magic?!"

"Bingo! You are really good! I am impressed."

"You are not serious?!" Nick looked at her slightly gone out.

"I'm deadly serious!" Elena cocked an surprised eyebrow at her partner.

Elena knew that his rational brain was not yet willing to accept that there was this whole other world out there that divided this world with the other by a thin veil that people like her encounter all of their lives.

Her phone buzzed and she now read Jenna's message.

"E's adoptive mother is a Dumas werewolf"

**** In the courthouse

Caroline put her phone down not happy with the intel she got about a case. Klaus approached her reading from her sour face that there was trouble.

"They found McKenzie dead. Drowned in his bathtub"- Caroline informed him.

"Not surprised" Klaus said.

"Montgomery is going to walk!! Ugh!" Caroline was fuming as the case was going to collapse without their key witness.

"Come on, we both need a large bourbon. I'm buying" Klaus invited the feisty assistant D.A.

"I am a Martini girl"  Caroline said.

"Three olives?" Klaus said.

"Yeah- how do you know?" Caroline was amazed that he knew that particularity.

"Last Christmas you sent the drink back cuz the waitress forgot the three olives!"

"Well, she didn't do her job of listening to me when she took the order" Caroline fought her corner.

"You being particular is one of your strong points. You run the office way better than I do at times.” he complimented her.

"One day I plan to take it over" Caroline said without flinching.

"And so very ambitious!"

"What you see is what you get" Caroline said as they got out of the courthouse.

For quite a while he loved everything about her but kept it to himself.

***

At the same time in the park, near Elena’s favourite diner, Elena and Nick met up with Bonnie. Elena showed Bonnie two photos of a shaman and a woman, who carried the same protective amulet as she did.

"Have you ever met them before?" Elena asked straight forward waiting for Bonnie's reaction.Bonnie didn't hide the fact that she knew them.

"That's Rayna Cruz and Xander Drummond," Bonnie said,"we were at college together. They are now in CSI NY"

"What do you know about the Council of Five?" Elena continued to quizz her.

All Bonnie's suspicions about Elena were now confirmed as her look was telling her that she was not going to accept partial truths, indicating to her that she was part of the same darkness that had been enveloping them from birth.

"It's something like a Dead Poets Society" Bonnie replied.

"Right. Seize the day thing," Elena said, "don't believe you"

"That's what it was. A college thing. We loved the movie so much, so we made out this group- and we still meet once a year. We are something like a sorority/fraternity but different"

"Can I become a member or is it a closed off thing?" Elena then asked.

"If you wish," Bonnie replied,"we do a mean barbicue"

"Where are you meeting this year?" Elena continued with the inqusition.

"Whitmore" Bonnie said.

"Great. Count us in"- Elena finished.

Nick, who was letting her quiz Bonnie without interruptions now looked at Elena with wtf expression on his face.

"Thanks for coming all the way out to D.C. - but I really needed you to identify these two officers." Elena said getting up, “Thank you for coming.”

As they left the diner, and got into the car to head to the airport, Nick could not keep his discontent to himself.

"I guess you and Kenner often played off each other in bizarre situations as these, but, seriously wtf was that about?"

"Stefan and - Salvatore and Tulle" Elena corrected herself,” found out that the Council of Five is connected to a case - Francesca Guerrera involving Kai Parker."

"Kai Parker, who disappeared in 2011," Nick said,"which has never been solved"

"No." Elena said, and was cut off as they were interrupted by an important phone call.

“It’s Benson.” Nick said and took the call.

Elena's mind swayed to the Parker case. Although she and Jackson were not directly involved in it, she was consulted about certain artefacts they found in Kai's apartment.

Flashback

"The Parkers are members of a very powerful witch coven. Gemini" Jackson said.

"But there was no proof of it anywhere. Those artefacts proved only that he was into voodoo, bringing stuff over from Haiti, but there was no proof of practice" Elena said.

"You and I both know it was planted there, to sway them from the real truth"

"That they killed their own son and disposed of him in a way that I don't even want to think about?!" Elena concluded.

"Well, you know that anything is possible. The myths about demonic covens says they don't stop at nothing"

"Double negation!" Elena joked a little.

"Gilbert?" Nick repeated twice to get her attention as it was obvious she was somewhere far away in her thoughts.

"What?" Elena muttered turning to the Agent.

"You switched off," he said."Right. I was just trying to connect certain missing dots."

"Resulting in?" he teased a bit."That I actually need a triple shot of moccacino and a tub of ice-cream. My brain is not really functioning"

"Well, we are soon going to be in the Big Easy so I can imagine you will stuff yourself with sweet potatoe pie!"

"I am actually looking forward to beignets!" Elena gave him a there you have it look.They got out of the car and proceeded to the departure lounge.

***

In New Orleans

Marcel sat down with Aya, a witch asking him to lay his left hand out ready to cut in the palm.

"The nightmares will go away, you promise?" he asked for assurance.

"With this you will be rid of your past"- Aya reassured him-"there will only be future from now on. So, once again, are you sure you want to do it?"

Marcel hesitated for a moment, but then agreed-

"Yes, I want it gone. Forever"

Aya cut into Marcel's hand and as the blood dripped into a bowl with other ingredients already prepared the witch chanted an old spell making all the memories of the past erase from his mind. The strange spell had a very powerful effect on Marcel, making him drowsy, which gave the witch a moment to collect some of his blood in a separate bowl.

*

There'll be no rest for the wicked There's no song for the choir There's no hope for the weary If you let them win without a fight I let my good one down I let my true love die I had his heart but I broke it every time

_to be continued

[thorne93]

Why Her? (Part 6)

Prompt: You’re in love with Chris Evans...but your best friend is dating him

Warning: language, adult content-ish? Jealousy, drama-rama

Word count: 1227

Note: This is for one of my bestest friends. I hope she enjoys it! @amarvelouswritings This will feature Sebastian Stan and OFC Lexi. This is a drabble/short chapter series. Beta’d by the perfect @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

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The following morning, you woke up a little stiff, the ground definitely not as comfortable as your memory foam mattress back home. When you got up, Chris was the only other one awake and he was brewing coffee over the new fire.

“Good morning,” he greeted with a grin that could win ten Oscars alone.

“Morning,” you muttered taking the cup he offered you, trying to calm your raging emotions.

“I thought today we could all go fishing down at the lake? It’s just beyond those trees,” he said, putting his hand on your shoulder pointing to a line of trees where there was one small break and you could see the water glistening under the rising sun. The sensation of his touch sent a zing of electricity through you and you wondered if he felt it too.

“That sounds heavenly,” you said with a content sigh. “It’s so beautiful out here.”

“I know. I’ve been out here twice before and I just...I love it. I’m always drawn back to it.”

“You know how to pick ‘em,” you said with a flirtatious grin and he shot an equally flirty look back at you.

You should’ve been upset. You should’ve felt guilty. But you didn’t. You wanted this. You wanted more than anything for Chris to look at you the way he looked at Lex, the way they were together. You wanted all of it for you, and if Chris was going to give in (miraculously) and give you that, you wouldn’t stop it, at all.

“Thanks. How did Lexi sleep?” he asked before sipping the coffee.

Then just like that, the moment came tumbling down. Of course he would want to know how his girlfriend slept.

“The answer to that...is like shit,” Lex noted as she came out, sunglasses on, pink and blue hair disarrayed, but somehow pulling off the look. She was that sort of girl that did the whole messy bun, yoga pants, and tank and instead of looking like a slob it looked like an ad in a magazine. Only she could look like a superstar after sleeping in a muggy, hot, bug infested tent.

“We all had like 2 beers last night, what gives?” Chris asked as the two of you laughed at her.

“I’m not hungover, you ass. I just slept on the world’s hardest ground,” she replied, stretching and rubbing her lower back.

“You’re being over dramatic,” he remarked with a grin as he shot a look to you and a shy smile crept on your face in response.

“Maybe I am, all I know is my back hurts.”

“Morning everyone,” Sebastian suddenly voiced as he crawled out of his tent.

Chris told everyone his offer for fishing and you all agreed. Chris and you got the fishing rods set up, occasionally brushing hands and his touch sending another wave of emotion through you. He never apologized for it and seemed to do it on purpose, or maybe that part was your imagination. But it was curious that his hand would glide over yours often. Once the rods were all set up, you handed one to everyone and you all sat on the shore of the lake in folding chairs.

This was just what you loved: quiet, morning, nature, a nice cup of coffee and a fishing rod in your hand. Simple life, perfect life. Even if the fish weren’t biting, it was a good excuse to just do nothing.

You noticed Lex seemed bored though and Sebastian was rather restless after only one hour.

“I’m not getting anything,” Lex remarked.

“Just wait,” Chris said softly.

“I’d rather just go swimming,” she noted.

“I second that!” Sebastian suddenly said.

“What? You’re quitting too?” Chris questioned.

“Fishing isn’t really my thing. I’d much prefer to be in the water than trying to take something out of it.”

“Yes! Y/N, you coming?” Lex asked as she started to walk away.

“No, I’m good here,” you answered.

“Suit yourself. We’ll swim down the shore a bit so we don’t scare the fish,” she informed.

They were gone and it was just you and Chris - alone. This was the first time it had ever happened.

“I don’t see how they don’t like this,” Chris quietly mentioned.

“Me either. It’s so serene and beautiful. Makes you just think about life,” you said.

“That’s true. Hey, do you still do those drawings?” he wondered.

“You remember those?” you asked, surprised.

“Well, yeah, why wouldn’t I? Y/N, I remember just about everything you’ve ever told me. Those drawings were amazing.”

You sat stunned. You’d once brought your sketchbook to work to play around with drawing, one of your passions, while you waited for the crew to need you to touch the actors up with their makeup. When Chris was sitting out for one scene and you were redoing his hair, he noticed the book, picked it up, and glanced through it. He complimented you back then but you thought he was just being nice.

“Wow. Well, thank you. And to answer you, no, I don’t draw too much any more. I’m busy with work and helping Lex and stuff.”

“You need to take more time for yourself,” he said.

“Hah, I’ll try to remember that when I’m paying bills.”

“I’m serious. Lexi has producers, she’ll be fine on her own, but you need some you time. Ya know what I mean?” he said as he turned to look you directly in the eyes.

“Yeah,” you quietly responded, nodding, getting lost in his stunningly clear blue orbs.

The moment shared between you two was so sweet and so genuine, you wondered how he and Lex even had a relationship, when you two had times like these. But then you thought back to all the sickenly cute love moments you’d seen between them, and remembered how easy it was to love her...and not you.

After a while, you and Chris decided to pack up the fishing gear and join them in the lake, as it was getting far too hot. Right as you got back to camp, you heard squealing.

“Last one to the dock makes dinner!” Seb shouted as Lex was on his back and he was holding on to her. Just as you were about to become fuming mad that she was heavily flirting with another guy in front of her boyfriend, Chris turned to you.

“You heard ‘em, Y/N, come on!” he urged as he leaned over so you could jump on his back.

Before you could respond, he used his amazingly strong muscles to whip you up and onto his back as he took off full speed down the gradual grade of the hill after Seb and Lex. All of you fell into the water laughing, the sensation felt great. It felt right, with you and Chris and Lex and Sebastian.

Yet, when everyone emerged from the surface, somehow Chris and Lex found each other. He wrapped his hands around her and her hands carded through his hair as they stared into each other’s eyes, making you jealous, angry, and queasy. You were back to feeling like the potato. Seb was just coming up from the water, wiping it away from his face. Soon, Chris and Lex broke apart to offer a game of volleyball between you four of you.