"I think there's been a glitch
Five seconds later, I'm fastening myself to you with a stitch"

Noah and I are at a party. It took a lot of convincing, because he doesn't want his Dad to find out he's drinking, but I assured him he could spend the night at my place if we got that drunk. We made a pact to have a 3 drink maximum rule.

I invited Avery because we're apparently friends now, not that I've had many of those to know friendship-party-etiquette but I figured it'd be nice to invite her along. Much to my dismay, Jameson trailed along with her like a desperate puppy. Knowing they've kissed completely changes the way I look at them together. They're not just flirty anymore, they're pretty much on a one way road to marriage.

About 5 days prior, Jameson, Noah, Maja and I had all got in our own fights at school, which didn't go down well.

 "What the hell!" Nash yelled as we walked through the doors of Hawthorne House. Noah and Maja behind the two of us after Noah rambled something about their Father seeing them that way. 

My nose crooked and drooling down my neck, after our fights we were sent home with a one week suspension effective immediately. We were given 5 minutes to gather our belongings and clear our lockers of things we needed. 

Nash had been the 'Parent or Guardian' who received the call that we were in a fight. 

"Fun day at school?" Xander smirks, having arrived home before us because of the time our Headmaster took to lecture us individually on school ethics.

"What the hell happened?.." Avery gapes. "Yes please do share." Nash gestures.

"Well Maja said something about me dating her brother because I'm too much of a slut for him." I snarl, glaring back to the girl as I step towards Grayson and take one of the iced vegetable bags he's got ready for us.

"She what?" Noah speaks up furiously. "It's fine. We fought it out like big girls." I shrug unbothered, wincing when the frozen peas touches my likely broken nose. 

Xander reaches out to touch my painful nose, to which I slap his pestering hand away.

"Then Kassidy got involved." I continue. "And thus.. broken nose." I smile sarcastically. I lean my bleeding nose forward like Ant taught me all those months ago. Looking back, if Kassidy hadn't hit me in the face with a dodgeball Ant and I might not have ever happened. It's strange how things work out.

"And you boys?" Nash nods to Jameson and Noah. 

"Someone was talking about Spence." Jameson fills in, not bothering to get into details. He gets a bag of frozen carrots and places it on the part of his under eye right next to his nose, which seems to be his only injury with a small bruise. 

I toss a bag over to Maja and she uses it for her left eye which is slightly battered by me. I take a bag and approach Noah with his black eye, busted lip and bloody knuckles. 

"Can we go back to this please?" Xander furrows his brows with genuine anger, pointing between Noah and I as I sit him down on the staircase and start icing his poor beautiful features. 

"What?" I say nonchalantly. Noah's leg is between mine, his knee acting as a seat as I stroke his cheek gently with a frown.

"You're dating my sister?" Xander looks to his life long best friend with betrayal in his eyes.

"Uhh.." Noah looks into my eyes, asking if we're telling people now, I smile gently and that's the only answer he needs. "Yeah.. Yeah, Spencer's my girlfriend." He smiles proudly, a blush seeping out behind the bruises.

"Kept that one quiet." Grayson comments, not really caring much. "It's not a secret or anything.. we're just keeping it private." I defend.

Jameson grins and nudges Xander, who then produces a hundred dollar bill. "You were betting on us?" I demand. 

"Easy money. Xan here was too in denial to see how obvious it was." Jameson chuckles cynically, flaunting his money.

"Jesus my sister and my best friend." Xander clings to the stone banister with a lost look in his eyes. 

"I think I've been sent a video of your fight." Avery speaks up, looking at her phone.

I immediately glare up at her and shake my head no desperately. 

"Never mind." She's quick to squeak when she gets my signals, but it's too late, Jameson has the phone and is laugh as he turns the sound up and holds it up high for everyone to see but so that nobody can take it from him.

'A girl who won't fuck him and never call him back.' Maja's voice echoes the hallway we stand in. Maja and I make eye contact with fear, realizing the last thing she said before I hit her. I jump off of Noah's knee and run for Jameson.

'Well that's too bad, because instead he has this girl. Anything else you'd like to add?' 

I start trying to grab the phone but my brother is much taller and he's pushing me off as he snickers, taking joy in watching this fight.

'Maybe a girl who doesn't sleep with her fucking teacher.' 

The words are out before I can do anything. Everyone freezes on the spot. Jameson lowers the phone and tosses it to Nash who pauses it.

"What?" Grayson speaks up, brows furrowed.

I can feel my heart pounding. "I'm sorry Spencer. I didn't realize anyone was recording.. Now everyone'll think it's true." Maja speaks up.

Something inside of me lifts and I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding. 

She covered for me. Maja just covered for me. 

"Everyone's gonna see that and think it's true!" I yell, my acting weirdly convincing. I suppose acting is just like lying, I've been acting for a while now so it comes naturally.

"I know. I'll tell people I lied."  She replies. "Go back." Nash shouts over our bickering.

"I wanted to start a rumour about her and it just sort of came out?" Maja shrugs. "So you didn't have sex with one our your teachers?" Jameson clarifies firmly. "No!" I yelp, trying not to sound defensive. It must work because everyone believes me and Oren gets started on getting the videos taken down.

Nash takes it upon himself to press play on the video, everyone gathering around and watching Maja and I fight. 

"Who's this?" Nash asks, squinting his eyes down at the phone like an old man.

"That's Kassidy Robertson." Jameson fills in. 

I see Xander, Libby, Avery and Nash all wince when Kassidy slams my face against the locker until my nose crunches. 

"Jesus Spencer.." Avery frowns as she watches.

Kassidy throws me to the ground and all I can hear are the echoes of my groans through this hallway.

'Alright that's enough!' Maja yells through the video.

I watch from the cell phone as 4 more girls crowd around my body kicking me senseless all over from all angles. 

"Fucking hell!" Jameson exclaims. "Spencer this isn't a fight this is a brutal one sided assault." Nash comments.

"How come you're the ones who got suspended? All 5 of those girls should be expelled. We should press charges." Jameson raises his voice angrily.

"Relax." I scoff, waiting for the point in the video where I reclaim my pride just a little. 

Grayson blinks in surprise when he sees me sweep Kassidy's leg and climb on her, beating her up.

"Nice punch." Maja comments, I glance to her with a small smile. 

Miss Winters walks in and detains me, ruining my moment.

"You're all grounded! And you're taking a self defence class." Nash orders.

Safe to say we barely managed to sneak out for the party tonight.

I had noticed the next day when I saw Noah that his bruises looked worse. It was perhaps a stupid observation, maybe I was seeing things. But I didn't remember his right eye being bruised until that next day. He told me it just took a while to bruise up, but then he avoided the topic. I sensed he was embarrassed about the whole fight even though it was a sweet way of protecting me. He told me the things the guys were saying about me, claiming they slept with me. I know as well as they do I wouldn't touch them with a ten foot pole after the rapey rumours I've heard about those ass holes.

 After seeing a doctor, it was confirmed my nose was broken. I was informed it would heal on it's own after like a week or two. 

The two of us look like a train wreck, and then there's Jameson with his tiny bruise under his eye like nothing happened.

Noah holds my hand as we dance around, definitely over our 3 drink limit. 

"No?" I groan, pulling close to his body to stabilise myself. "Yeah Spence?" He replies over the music.

"I gotta go to the bathroom." I inform him. "What's stopping you?" He laughs. 

"Come with?" I ask, taking his hand in one of mine and my drink in the other as we squeeze past the others.

We get to the otherwise empty hallways of the mansion, searching every door for a bathroom. That's when I find Tristan getting sucked off by that same guy he was with a couple weeks ago.

"Use a fucking lock! That's twice now!" I yelp with disgust, in response he just flips me off as I slam the door shut again.

"Was he?.." Noah trails off with an amused look in his eyes. "Unfortunately." I grimace.

"Noah?" Maja asks, walking out the bathroom. Her face covered in bruises and cuts. "Holy shit!" I yelp. "What?" She asks completely oblivious.

"I got two hits on you. On your eye. Not your whole fucking face." I demand, stepping closer and examining her face up close.

"Yeah I got in another fight." She hums unbothered. I can tell she doesn't want to talk about it so I just drop it.

"Come pee with me." I decide, passing my drink to Noah and planting a quick kiss on his cheek before dragging her into the huge toilet.

"You okay?" I ask once the door is shut. "What?" She furrows her brows. "I don't know if you would wanna say in front of Noah. Is it a guy? Look you've helped me out with the whole Jenkins thing.. I just wanna know if there's anything I can do." I frown, using the bathroom as she adjusts her lipstick.

"Spencer it's fine. Seriously. It was a fight with some girl at a volleyball game. We won and she was a sore loser." She finalises. I give a small 'ohh' and wash my hands.

"I also wanted to say thanks for covering me to my brothers the other day." I smile at her through our reflection.

"It was a shitty thing of me to say. I'm sorry. But the whole 'covering you' thing only stands as long as Jenkins leaves you alone. One weird glance, or short conversation and I'm telling your brothers everything. I only did that because you're out of the woods and I trust that you handled it. It's also not my business to have shared. Just as long as you're safe and you stay safe." Maja says.

"I am. Thank you though. I know you like hate me but that was a really solid thing to do." I laugh softly.

"I don't hate you. I never have. I don't have any particular feelings about you if I'm honest. My friends hate you though. And I just don't usually object." Maja says honestly. 

"That's why you're so against me dating your brother then?" I laugh in mockery of her prior statements overruled by her past actions.

"When it comes to Noah I get protective. He's had a hard run and I just hate the thought of someone making things worse for him. But I've never seen him this happy, so you must be doing something right. Just don't hurt him, please?" She begs.

I blink at that response. I had suspected a few reasons for her argument at the start of the week but it wasn't that. What does she mean Noah's had a 'hard run'? Is there something I'm missing here. It's times like this I feel like I don't really know him that well.

Before I can ask what she means she has already excited the bathroom. 

I walk out, my eyes scanning Noah's seemingly happy face. He smiles at me as he passes me my drink and wraps an arm over my shoulder. I smile back but can't stop the words replaying in my mind. 

We get back through to the main room, our eye immediately find Tristan atop a table with the guy who was previously giving him head. The music is low and everyone is gathered around.

"I've got something to say." He announces. 

Avery glances at me across the room with a small smirk at his drunkenness.

"I'm gay! I mean I might be a little straight as well because I still sort of like pussy.. but I like dick mostly!" He smiles proudly. 

Everyone kind of laughs, thinking he's joking. He's undeniably the most popular guy in our school. He's dated Maja who's the most popular girl at school. And before that he dated me. He's pretty much dated the hottest girls in our year. 

Noah gives a proud whoop, sparking a few others around the room before his friends all sort of pat his back with smiles. It makes me so happy seeing these people stereotypical ass hole men so proud of their friend for coming out.

Tristan screams out a 'WOO!' and the music restarts. 

Noah and I dance for as long as we can until we both decide it's too much for us and we take a seat. I mount Noah's lap and we make out. Our lips moving in the most perfect of symphonies. Jesus I swear I could orgasm from his tongue in my mouth alone.

"Get a room!" A voice says from beside us. I immediately separate our lips having recognised the voice.

Grayson is sitting beside us nonchalantly. "What?" I sigh, way too drunk for this.

"Party's over." Nash says, holding Jameson's entire body weight with how drunk he is.

"C'mon man, we're getting Maja and you're staying at our place." Xander gives Noah a hand to help him stand up, he places me gently on the ground still pressed against him with his arms around me.

"Maja's sober." He dismisses, "She's driving home, she'll sneak in. It'll be fine." Noah continues.

"Ave." I say, getting her attention and interlocking our hands to pull her towards us.

"Tristan! You got a ride home?" I call over to the drunk boy. He nods and points to Maja. 

"You guys need to stop busting every party we go to. It's getting old." I snarl at my brothers. "Maybe the solution is to stop going to so many parties." Grayson suggests, taking the weight of Jameson so Nash can get in the car.

"You're not sitting on his lap again." Grayson warns me firmly. 

"Avery can sit on my lap." I decide. "Yeah what does that leave me? Jameson on my lap?" Xander mocks.

Ten minutes late Jameson is snoring on Xander's shoulder and Avery and I are laughing and hugging.

"What happened to the whole 'I'm going to kill you' thing?" Xander mocks, looking between us.

"I still might." I warn, both of us laughing despite the lack of humour.

Noah slept in Xander's room that night, Avery somehow ended up in mine.

The following night, Noah still hasn't been home, spending almost the whole weekend with me. He's in my bed, without the knowledge of my brothers. 

I'm on his lap, kissing him as his hands stay planted on my hips, not trailing down.

He kisses my neck until hickeys form and I stifle a sigh. His thumbs stroking my hips without moving down.

I take this as my instinctive cue to take my shirt off and start to unzipping my jeans.

Noah immediately sits up interrupts me telling me to stop. 

"Sorry." I mumble, pushing to my feet embarrassed and staring at anything but him, facing away as I re zip my jeans.

Shit. I just fucked this up. He doesn't want to see you naked Spencer. God. 

Right as I pray for the ground to open up and swallow me, Noah's hand rests sweetly on my bare shoulder.

"Spence?" He asks calmly. "Sorry. I'm sorry, I know you don't wanna see that. I'm so sorry." I hurry to apologise frantically.

"Spence!" He interrupts me. "Sit down." He orders. 

I swallow and sit down on the bed. He smiles as he pulls my legs out and forces me to lay down. His hand takes mine and he lays beside me on his side watching me as he brushes my hair from my face.

"Don't apologise." He whispers. "And it's not because I don't want to see you naked. So get that out your head. You're gorgeous head to toe and I'd be the luckiest guy alive to see all of you. But right now I don't think we should." He explains calmly. His hand moving my hair gently strokes my cheek.

"I don't want to rush things. I plan on being with you for a while, so I don't mind waiting 30 years because I'll be sticking around until then as long as you're not sick of me." He jokes, making me chuckle.

"I just thought we were ready." I whisper.

"And maybe we are. But we have all the time in the world to be 'ready'. But I want to make sure we're ready and sure." He tells me.

"If you still want to, I think we could do some other stuff?" He offers gently.

"Like what?" I ask him curiously.

"Like maybe this?" He suggests, running a thumb over the strap to my bra. Would that be okay?" He asks me. I nod slowly, unsure what he plans to do. Maybe he just wants to see my tits so he can jack off to them later — that's happened a few times too many.

His thumb slips the bra strap down my shoulder as he mounts my lap. 

He slips the other strap down and reaches behind me to unclasp my pale blue bra. "Would that be okay?" Noah asks me.

I nod as my only way of saying yes, being too enthralled by his gorgeous blush to vocalise how much I want this guy to take my bra off.

It pops off and he slips it off my chest, taking a moment to scan my breasts. His green eyes are full of admiration.

"Can I touch you?" He asks me carefully. I shift beneath him, unsure how he could touch me without fucking me.

I nod regardless of my confusion and watch patiently as his hand touches my breast, gentle and sweet.

He cups my breast and starts to massage my boob. I gasp a little when the feeling of his warm hand contrasting to my cold body.

"Is there stuff you like?" He asks me, his glasses sliding slowly down his freckled nose as he watches me contently.

"You." I smirk, not knowing what else I can reply to that.

From this close I can see the pink blush that spreads across his cheeks. He leans in and plants a gentle kiss on him temple. 

His hand on my breast roams over my nipple, spreading a chill down my spine. 

His thumb begins to circle around it, teasing me just enough before he takes it in his hold and rolls it, bringing our lips together and making out with me whilst he does it. 

Small sighs of pleasure slip out my mouth as his fingers send chills down between my legs. He pulls our lips apart and connects his soft lips with my breasts.

His soft lips soon lose that innocent sweetness and turn hungry, making out with my nipples until I whimper and groan quietly. 

His tongue sliding all over me. My stomach rising and falling against his collarbones. And with his face attacking my breasts I know he can feel in his mouth the pounding of my heart. Though he makes no attempt to tease me for it. 

I let out a loud groan when his fingers start playing with my other breast.

"Spence? Is he in there? Is your boyfriend in your bedroom?!" Nash's voice booms from outside my door, slamming his fists against my door.

Noah immediately jumps to his feet with horror, frantically looking around for places to hide.

He eyes the balcony and runs for it. "Noah! Don't jump of the balcony!" I scold in a whisper mixed with giggle.

"I might as well, i'm dead either way!" He hisses nervously.

I grab my shirt and throw it on. 

"I hear his voice! Tell him if he's man enough to have sex with my baby sister then he's man enough to come out here and face me!" Nash shouts.

I stroll up to the door despite Noah's hissing protests. I pull it open and look to Nash with confusion.

"Hey?" I question, stepping aside as he pushes me.

Jameson and Xander also step inside, flopping down on my bed carelessly.

"You think sleeping with children makes you hard?" Nash growls at Noah.

"Strange way to word it." Jameson tilts his head in thought.

"She's older than me.. sir." Noah answers, fixing his posture and looking to me for help.

"Nash we've been over this. I'm the age of consent so whoever I have sex with is my business not yours, you are not my Father, and my bedroom = my rules. And rule number one is no brothers." I sigh.

"For the record we were not having sex." Noah rambles frantically.

"This lacy blue bra says otherwise." Xander grimaces, pointing to the ground where my bra lays.

This only sets Nash off more.

"No sex! Bad! Bad!" Nash yells, pointing at each of us. The worst part is he's being deadly serious as if him pointing would somehow work instead of make all four of us burst out laughing at him.

"I'm taking the lock of your door." He growls, huffing his way out my room. 

I burst out laughing and Noah laughs gently, still nervous he'll come back. "That would be scary if he actually knew how to work a screw driver." I snicker teasingly.