"Loose groupies?" He questioned with a low tone that rumbled through my ears.

"Look, Izzy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. You just hurt me that's all."

"Yes, and I apologised but you snapped, and you've obviously spoken your mind." He said calmly.

He turned away from me getting off the bed, slipped into his jeans, and grabbed a packet of smokes as he walked out of the room.

Yeah, fucking nailed it, Mel, at being sexy and calm and you actually disappointed Izzy, as well as insulting him. Fucking. Nailed. It.

"Izzy wait," I yelled out as I threw on one of his button-up shirts and slipped into my undies.

I heard the glass door open and shut, and I could see Izzy walk out into the backyard, with Ripley trotting up to him. If I went out there with him, Ripley better not eat me.

"Izzy?" I called out quietly as I closed the back door. I could see his silhouette by the laundry step, as well as the red glow of the cigarette in his hand.

I tiptoed over the concrete in my bare feet and I approached Izzy, with Ripley resting by his feet.

"Izzy I'm sorry-"

"Forget about it." He replied quickly, hardly letting me finish my sentence.

He chucked down his fag, not stepping it out, got up, and pushed past me walking towards the backdoor.

"I'm going out. I don't know how long I'll be."

"Well... does that mean I'm here by myself?" I asked a little confused.

"I don't know. You can leave if you want." He mumbled, going back into the house.

I saw in the corner of my eye, Ripley getting up and she started to lick my leg. Growling at me earlier and now licking me? Ha, maybe she's PMSing.

"Izzy's pissy at me, girl," I said as I patted her head. "You still don't hate me do you?"

Of course, she didn't reply, she just flopped down at my feet, flapping her tail against the ground.

"I'll take that as a no then." I laughed to myself, as I sat down just where Izzy was, feeling the cold concrete on my thighs, and feeling the moonlight on my face.

Since there was nothing else to do I had sulked back into Izzy's bed at about 11 pm. He had been gone for two hours by then and I decided to watch some TV with Ripley at my feet, as I ate a bowl of coco-pops.

Later as I lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling in the dim yellow light from the bedside lamp, I wondered where Izzy was, and who he was with. Probably with the guys and maybe he caught up with Deborah. I wonder what they'd be talking about...

*

My body jumped at a loud bang that came from the front of the house. I flung my eyes open and looked to the clock that read 4:58 am. I kept my ears alert, listening for more sounds praying it was Ripley jumping around the side of the house, but then I heard some scuffling inside the house. I soon realised who it was since I heard some swearing that was definitely Izzy's voice. Soon, I saw his figure standing in the doorframe of his room.

"Izzy?" I asked, hardly more than a whisper.

He didn't reply, he just walked in, took off his clothes down to his jeans, and I felt the mattress shift under his weight. My nose was hit with the strong scent of alcohol, smoke, and perfume, which sent worry through me immediately. He moved closer to me.

"Stupid fucking pants." He swore under his breath when I felt him jolt around, taking off his jeans, and the sound of them being thrown to the floor.

I then felt an arm being thrown around me and I was pulled closer to his naked body, and then I felt his lips against mine.

God, his breath was foul.

I didn't really kiss him back, but he continued, and he reached for my leg, flinging it over his waist.

"Oh, babe." He whispered under his breath as I felt his hands wander up to my baggy shirt, reaching for my boobs.

I pushed him away.

"Just go to sleep," I warned, not wanting things to continue.

He didn't argue, and he pulled me close again and he nuzzled his face into my hair, and soon he was still.

*

I had a pretty shitty sleep because I could barely move since Izzy had me locked in his hug. I had woken up with a sore back and my leg that had been flung over Izzy's waist was numb, and the most embarrassing and uncomfortable thing was I could feel Izzy's morning wood against my thigh.

Behind Izzy's shoulder, I could see the digital clock reading 11:46 am, and I really needed to pee. Why am I not trying to wake Izzy up? He was out all night and was pissy at me, so we were supposed to hate each other at the time, and here I am trying not to wake him up. Without a second thought, I peeled myself from Izzy, making him stir and I ran for the bathroom.

I swear to god, peeing never felt so good at that moment.

When I got out, wiping my washed hands on my shirt, Izzy magically appeared in the kitchen by the sink, with his back to me.

"Morning," I said quietly.

After a long pause with me standing behind the kitchen bench, he finally answered.

"Morning." He turned around staring at me with a blank face, with a glass of water in his hand. He looked a little tired but I'm sure he'd had enough sleep.

"I'll call Deb to come to pick me up," I said with no tone as I scuffed back to Izzy's room to collect my clothes and get dressed.

Izzy followed me and watched me from his door as I looked around his room. As I walked around the bed to collect my bra, I trod on the silver condom wrapper, and it crunched under my foot. I turned around and saw Izzy staring at me still.

"You going to watch me get changed are you?" I asked a little pissed off.

He sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. "Before you do can I talk to you?"

"Fire away," I said uninterested as I plonked myself down on the end of his bed, with my clothes bunched in my lap.

He looked hesitant, looking at me right in the eyes.

"Look, last night was fucked up, I know." He paused. "We both said and did things we both regret I'm sure-"

"Where did you go last night?" I asked completely cutting him off.

He seemed a little startled. "Uh... I met up with your girlfriend and the guys. Can I continue?"

I raised my eyebrows and nodded.

"Thank you. But look, I don't know 'bout you but I don't want us to not see each other anymore because of my incompetence." He said slowly trying to piece his words together.

I laughed. "Your incompetence? I thought it was my snapping that fucked everything."

"No, it was because I wasn't... gentle enough. I don't blame you for snapping. You're not like other girls I've been with... and I'm sorry." He said breaking eye contact with me looking down and he started to shuffle his feet.

"Oh."

He looked back up at me and a little smile crept on his face.

"What?" I asked.

"Well... do you still want to see me?" He asked uncomfortably scrunching up his nose.

"Only if you still want to see me." I shrugged looking down at my feet.

"Oh, honey you know that's true." He laughed and looked back up at his sexy face.

I felt my cheeks burn up and I placed my clothes on his bed and walked over to him.

"I like that - honey," I mumbled as I rested my head on his chest.

I felt his hands wrap around my torso and he pulled me closer to him.

"Well, I like it when you call me dude." He laughed.

"You know you're wearing my shirt." He said as I looked up at him.

"Yeah, so?"

"Well, you're just going to get changed without a shower?" He asked cocking his head to the side.

"What?" I asked generally confused.

"I didn't shower last night." He smirked.

I looked at him warily. "What are you gettin' at?"

He rolled his eyes and facepalmed.

"Really?" He looked incredibly embarrassed. "I'm asking you to shower with me."

"Oh! Well, wouldn't have been easier just to say that in the first place?" I asked poking him softly in the ribs.

The next second, he squeezed me closer to him and pressed his lips against mine. God, it felt good. I kissed back and moved my hands up to his hair tousling it, as his hands trailed up my shirt, lifting it up. I raised my arms for him to fling it off me, and he moved his hands the back of my butt squeezing it. I quickly swatted his hands away and I slipped out of his grip, grinning at him as I skipped off to the bathroom. I quickly ripped off my undies and I jumped into the shower recess, ripping the shower screen across and I turned on the hot water tap. After adjusting the heat, I let the beautifully warm water rush over my body and absorbed the refreshing feeling. I soon felt a gust of cold wind hit the back of my body and suddenly felt two arms wrap around my body, one wandering up to my chest and the other sliding down in between my legs. Izzy started kissing my neck and shoulder, and I leaned into him as his hand explored my sensitive skin down my body.

"Is this wise?" I panted.

"What?" He replied in between kisses.

"Well, what if we slip and break our necks?"

He suddenly started laughing, and I could feel his body shake against mine.

"That's a bit dramatic isn't it?"

I turned around in his arms and looked up at him, furrowing my brow.

"Well, we'll be moving around a bit and it's our feet against a slippery floor."

He just shook his head smiling, and he leaned down and crashed his lips against mine.

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