The Boys Next Door

Fighting Over a Girl

The beach is most likely my favorite place in this world beside the library. I've been training with Benton, Beckett's brother to learn to surf since summer started. It started out as a way to get to know him, but it's actually became one of the best things that have ever happened to me. No one knows a calm like sitting out on a surf board watching the sunset. And the way the blood courses through my veins when I actually catch a wave. It is all total bliss when it's just my board, the ocean, and me. 

But today the beach isn't the same. It's late afternoon and the crowd is starting to gather, a few guys are starting the bonfire, and a group of kids have brought down a keg. I fall in line beside Beckett who is on the phone with Benton, he's supposed to be here by now but he's running late. Something about picking up some friends and then grabbing the stuff for smores later.

Beckett is in a normal Beckett outfit tight black shorts, a Mayday Parade tank top, and her favorite black gladiator sandals. Her make up is perfect winged eyeliner and bright red lipstick. It goes perfectly with her looonnnngggg straight black hair and her black plugs. She is always perfect. Her outfit never has a flaw and neither does her makeup. Most of the boys around her either want her or they hate her. It's rare to find an in between. 

She convinced me that I should leave my long bright red hair wavy for the night instead of straightening it. I'm wearing my Once Upon A Time tank top and my dark blue jean shorts, I opted out of shoes because I really can't stand sand in them. My diamond stud earings and my nose ring topping off my look. 

"So, my brother brought some people with him.." She trails off as Benton's Ford Bronco pulls into the parking lot and Louis, Liam, and the dark skinned boy climb out carrying grocery bags with Benton following close behind. "Shit." Is all I can say. "You knew they were coming didn't you?" I turn to Beckett as she puts her thumbs in her pockets. "Kinda." She admit before starting to walk towards them. "SAWYER!" They all yell as I follow behind her. "Heyyy." I say with a small wave and walk up to Benton and hug him. Before we pull away I whisper in his ear, "You had to bring them didn't you?" He pulls away grinning ear to ear. "They do kinda adore you, you know?" I roll my eyes and start to head to the fire. "I've hardly said three words to them." I yell over my shoulder as I storm off. 

I hear the foot steps trailling after me. "Hey Sawyer wait up!" I turn to see Louis running after me. "Hey Louis." I give him my best smile. Here comes the clumsiness. If they would just leave me alone I would be just fine, I can't handle embarrasing myself in front of such attractive guys. "You have to save me a dance tonight, okay?" He winks at me and I trip over the sand. This time I steady myself before I fall. "Louis do I really look like the type of girl who dances? I almost break my face everytime you and Liam are around." He laughs hooking his arm in mine. "Yeah but I think it's all in your head. You don't have to worry though, Liam and I would never let you break that pretty little face of yours." And with that he runs back to where Liam and Benton are a few feet behind me. 

It's finally starting to get dark and the music starts. Beckett who is dancing all over the dark skinned guy pulls him over towards me. "Sawyer, baby, this is Zayn. Isn't he fucking hot!?" I laugh at her, "Yeah Becks he's gorgeous." I reach out my hand and accept his. The guy is beautiful, but the reason I'm not afraid to hit on him is because Beckett has claimed him, which means I won't touch him and can compliment him without it getting weird. Plus she knows I like Benton. Speak of the devil he slides in behind me. "Hey beautiful." he whispers in ear before grabbing my hips from behind and swaying to the music. 

Two songs later I squeeze out of the group and head to the cooler. I need water bad. "Hey hot stuff, you look like you need a beer." The guy at the keg tries to take the water bottle from me. "No thanks, if I want a beer I'll get it myself." He's about 6' muscular and a shaved head. "Well then how about a dance?" He takes my small wrist into his gorillia hand. "No thank you." I try to pull away but he holds on tighter. "Ouch. Dude, let go!" I start to freak out when I feel a presence behind me. "Let. Her. Go." I freeze in my tracks. Louis. He places his hand on my shoulder possesively. "Or what?" The guy starts to puff up like a fish and he drops my hand to push Louis. "Sawyer go!" Louis yells as he tackles the gorillia and with that I run. I find Beckett and the group fast. Liam is with them too. "There you are!" He says drapping his arm over my shoulders as I try to catch my breath. "What's wrong?" Beckett asks grabbing my arm. I go into what was going on and before I finish Zayn, Benton and Liam all take off towards the keg leaving me and Beckett to follow behind. "So how many beers have you had?" I ask Beckett steading her as we fall the boys. "Umh, I would say about five. Maybe six tops." I shake my head as we approach the keg. Blood is everywhere and Liam is now wailling on the gorillia. Louis sitting on the sand a few feet from the action. I sit Beckett down on the ground and walk over to Louis who I help up and we walk to the bronco.

I pull out the first aid kit from the back and start cleaning the cut across his cheek. "My savior." I mumble as he winces at the alcohol swab. He laughs and grabs my arm right above where the gorillia had and he studies the bruises that have started to appear. "I'd do it again in a heartbeat." His hand slowly slides to mine and I look at his eyes. Without thinking I lean in and kiss him slow. His hands leave mine and he places them on both sides of my face. What the hell am I doing? I pull away from him, "I.. I'm sorry." I run off to go find Beckett with Louis calling after me.

She's still on the ground where I left her and Liam is talking to Zayn when I walk up. "Hey, you okay?" Liam asks throwing his arm over my shoulder. "Ye-yeah." I say looking behind me for Louis. "Hey Becks, you about ready to go?" She smiles. "Saw, I wanna stay the night with Zayn." I laugh as Benton turns around at that. "No." We both say at the same time. "Oh come one guys. Let her have a little fun." Zayn says with a wink to Beckett. "Yeahhh let me have some fun!" She says tryig to stand up and falls into Zayn. "When you're sober, if you still want to sleep with him, which I'm sure you will, I will stand out of your way. But as of right now we are going home." Louis walks up behind me and puts his arm over Liams shoulder. "What's up?" He says looking right at me. "The girls are leaving." Benton pipes up looking between Louis and I. 

I finally get Beckett into the car with the help of Benton and I go to get into the drivers seat when Benton pulls me aside. "So what happened tonight?" He has his hands on the car holding me in place. "Wh-what do you mean?" He smirks. "You know exactly what I mean. You both came back pretty upset." Oh shit. Benton knows. "Nothing happened." He leans and pushes the hair back from my neck. Slowly he leans the rest of the way in and kisses me. Benton is kissing me! OH MY GOD! I've waited years for this! I kiss him back but he starts getting rougher with his kiss. This doesn't feel right. I pull away from him. "Benton.." He cuts me off. "Nothing better have happened. No one touches what's mine." My jaw drops me. "Now let me tell you something Benton. I may have loved you for years but I am not your possesion.  I will never be your possesion." Where the hell did this backbone come from?? I turn away from him and shut the car door starting it and backing away, him still standing there. 

"Oh dear Beckett, what have I gotten myself into?" I look at my asleep best friend in the passanger. "Trouble That's what I've gotten myself into. Trouble."