JORDAN SAT UP IN KARLA'S BED,

hand roughly running through his hair whenever his messages went through and were left on delivered. He shouldn't have let her go off by herself, he should've kept an eye on her rather than getting... distracted. He puts his phone up to his ear, awaiting for his cousins voice to crack in from the other side only to hear the same old answering machine. "Fucking hell." he muttered through his teeth as he threw his phone onto the bedside table, filling his hands with his hair once more. Karla stirred behind the rugby player before her hand slowly reached over to rub his back, using him to pull herself up. Her chin rests on his strong shoulder as she presses soft kisses onto his neck, hands finding their place on his biceps as she rubs them in a comforting matter. 

"Have you heard from her?" he asks, voice deeper than usual due to the morning. Karla pauses her actions to grab her own phone, opening it to see that her location is at her house. "She's home Jords, you don't have to worry about her." She felt a bit of guilt as she let those words leave her mouth. Truth being she saw Reece and Dom entangled together by his car before speeding off but Jordan didn't need to know that... A million scenarios raced through the boys head as he looked at the red dot on Karla's phone, biting the inside of his cheek. "Bel and Patty have been trying to contact her too but she's not answering anybody. Maybe she's just fast asleep?" says the natural blonde as she tries to turn the situation to light, comfortable in the fact that her friend was with someone they both trusted. "Or she's passed out on the floor because she hit her head and no one was there to help her." Jordan deadpans, throwing the sheets off himself and making his way to the bathroom. 

The girl in bed only rolls her eyes, throwing on his shirt before joining him. Her stomach churns at the feeling of the cold tiles beneath her feet, reaching out for the closest source of warmth before her. Jordan's spine tingles at the feeling of her breasts against his bare back, sensitive to the raw scratches that adorned his trapezius muscles. "Don't stress, babe." she reminded him, hands travelling lower down his abdomen.  Jordan nods as he dries his face, holding her hand in his as he turns her around to hold her against his chest. The couple continue to sway in that position, enjoying each other's general company and the feeling of being held. "Why don't we go back to bed, hmm? Give yourself a break." Karla suggested as she craned her neck to look up at him, brows raising in hopes he'd agree because she definitely did. Jordan only smirks, hoisting the girl so that the girls legs wrap around his waist. "You'll be the one asking for a break, Karla." he murmured as he walked back into her room.

Dominique was still knocked out when Reece fully woke up, his arm numb from the amount of hours she'd spent on his bicep. He brushes a strand of her naturally curly hair away from her face just to admire, a feeling of happiness washing over him. He'd never quite understood her reasoning behind her hatred towards him, not being able to remember any other interactions they'd had until he moved in. From what he knew, he wasn't even aware Jordan had a younger cousin who lived with him. Rolling over to grab his phone, he opens it to see messages flowing in. 

DADDY PATTY : oi where tf are you cunt?
DADDY PATTY : and have you seen jordan's
cousin? he can't find her so we're looking
for her
+ 3 more

JORDY JORDS : g have you seen dom anywhere?
JORDY JORDS : she fucking ran off again
+ 2 more

BLAKE.MOZ : i saw what you did 😉
BLAKE.MOZ : dw i won't tell deine 
you stole his girl 
BLAKE.MOZ : 🤣🤣🤣

04-XXXX-XXX : reecey why haven't you been
answering my calls? :(
04-XXXX-XXX : i saw you at the party
04-XXXX-XXX : who was that girl??
+20 more

KARLATOOQUICK : hey reece, karla
here. i saw you two leave but can
you hurry up and answer so i can
get some d? thx 😘

BELISDANGER : patty said to text you
idk why tho lol
BELISDANGER : keep an eye out for dom
please 🎀

The notifications went on and on and his thumb couldn't even scroll to the end. Giving up, he turns his phone off and rolled out of bed after ensuring that Dom was still comfortable in her resting position. Connecting his phone to the speaker, he decides to play something that will definitely get him up and working. 'Rover' by S1mba, Hooligan Hefs, Youngn Lipz and Hooks starts playing as he sorts through the ingredients needed for scrambled eggs and bacon. His head bobs to the music as he whisks the eggs in a silver bowl, pan heating up behind him. He's in the middle of cooking up the bacon when Dom wobbles through the door, rubbing her eyes as she failed to adjust to the light that shun through the curtains. 

"Morning, princess." Reece teased as he flipped the bacon over, smirking once he see the purple bruises that peppered her neck, proud of his work. "Don't fucking call me that, you dickhead." she grumbles back in response as she grabbed herself a water bottle from the fridge, settling on the dining table whilst she gulps the liquid. In desperate need of hydration. "What even happened last night?" she asked groggily and Reece only shrugs in response, placing the meat on to a plate. It's only then does Dom realise the purple spots on his body and the red lines that went all the way from his shoulders down to his lower back. That couldn't have been her... right? A feeling stirs in her belly when he places the plate before her, alongside a cup of apple juice. "Thanks." she basically whispered, her voice scratchy and throat sore. "All good." he says with a small smile, sitting in the chair opposite from her. 

Dom played with her food at first, mind trying to come up with an answer that would make sense to her current situation. Never in a million years had she even thought of Reece fucking Walsh in that way, not even when she was bored. She looks up at him to see he's just enjoying his food, using his pinky to scroll through tiktok at the same time. She licks her lips a little, putting her fork down to just ask straight up. "Why did I wake up in your bed, Reece?" the brown haired male just smirks, picking up his eggs with his fork before shoving it into his mouth. He leans back in his seat and Dom damns him for having to look good while doing so. It didn't help with how broad and muscular his body was. "Well, for starters. You lost the bet." the word 'bet' rings a small bell in the back of her head but she only frowns when she's not given anything else to work with. "Okay, and?" she needed to know more for the sake of, not only her own wish but also the group chat she shared with the girls!

Instead of just flat out answering her question, he continues eating. The Maori girl grabs a nearby apple and flings it at his face, Reece luckily dodging it in an instant otherwise that would've broken his nose. "Tell me what happened!" she yelled, patience wearing thin by the second. "Okay, okay." Reece laughed as he wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, putting his fork down onto his plate. "It went a little like this..."

⊹ 𓈒 ۫ 𝗿𝙚𝗻 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝙚𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝙚𝘀 ─ 📝
okay so i kinda like where this is
going? sorry it's a bit boring but
surely it will pick up... 👍🏻

𝐢𝟎𝟖𝐫𝐞𝐧 ── ♡