Between us ~ Martin Garrix

chapter eight - where were we?

(Lily's POV)

Louis was a great guy, a wonderful friend for Martin and an all round gentlemen even to me who he barely knew. However, in this exact moment, I purely cursed him.

"Sorry about him again, he gets so overexcited at stupid things," Martin laughed, laying back down in bed with his arms above his head, looking as strong as ever.
"You don't need to apologise, he's funny," I assured him. "Anyway, if my best friend was in bed with someone they'd liked for a very long time, I think I'd be that overexcited too."
I blurted out without thinking. And immediately stopped cursing Louis, and only cursed myself.
"You've liked me for a very long time?" He questioned, smirking slightly and raising an eyebrow. I felt my cheeks glow, and whilst I would have loved to have been quick whitted enough to respond sassily, my brain was absolutely malfunctioning.
"I, maybe I -" I started, but my vague trail of defence was interrupted as the male smiled, bolting up from where he lay and passionately meeting his lips on mine. I was in shock, but soon relaxed into the moment, allowing myself to fall to his gentle rhythm. He began to lay back down, pulling me with him as he did with one arm gently round my waist, and the other cupping my cheek. I fell onto him, taking charge as he straddled him whilst still passionately kissing, before I felt the will power to pull away and sit up on his lap. He lay his head back, both his hands now resting on my hips that balanced across his torso.
"You may have liked me for longer, but i definitely like you more," he whispered, just loud enough that it was audible to me as his turquoise eyes locked my gaze. I smiled to myself, watching Martin do the same, the snow flurrying visible out the corner of my eye gently landing on the ground outside.

"Morning Lester," I smiled, practically skipping into work. He turned from the drink he was skilfully pouring to face me, a look of confusion on his face.
"I wish I had your energy right now," he laughed, shaking his head. I laughed back, heading to the staff room where luckily, my best friend was already waiting.
"Si!" I cheered, jumping into him for a hug. He fell back slightly, clearly not expecting my full weight.
"Blimey what's got into you?!" He chuckled, hugging me slightly more calmly.
"I was wondering the same," Lester folded his arms, walking in to the staff room. I opened my mouth to tell the boys, before stopping myself, and soon restarting.
"Martin came to mind yesterday, we watched movies and ate pizza, and then we fell asleep so he stayed round," I spoke at a million miles per hour.
"WHAT?!" They both chorused.
"You slept together?!" Simon gasped.
"Oh Christ no, nothing like that happened! He just cuddled me abit, and then we had a bit of a kiss this morning," I looked at the floor, avoiding the gazes I knew the men were about to give me.
"OH MY GOD LILY THIS IS HUGE" Lester grabbed my shoulders, shaking me excitedly.
"So you are now infact married?!" Simon continued under the same energy.
"Stop being silly, let's get to work," I laughed in my new found state of motivated dreamer. I pulled at the hoodie of his I was wearing, hopping back to the bar floor with the two boys behind me in disbelief.