All because of us

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Lexie POV:

Oh I'm an utter fool. Like change my name, dye my hair, go to different kind of schools, move to another state, fool.

I should've just drank a shot or change it to truth.

But no.

No.

Lexie is a fool.

Me.

I just have to be the kind of person that values her privacy. I internally roll my eyes. I mean, I barely get it enough as it is. PDA isn't my thing either but I didn't think anything of it.

I didn't think it'd be anything like that.

That was holy shit. I have no words. Something you read off an erotic novel of some sort.

I was so fucking aroused, I just wanted him to take me to his room and have his way with me.

See that's the thing, people see me and immediately think I'm innocent. A prude.

Honey, I'm so far from it.

For example, I went to the bathroom and touched myself right after but it still wasn't enough.

Which leads me to now. I'm sitting in Brens room, on his chair and he's kneeling on the floor in front of me.

Bren is kneeling for me.

This 6'6 basketball stud is on his knees for me. If anything all I can picture is him licking me and eating me—

"Lexie." He mutters.

I blink realizing my perverse thoughts. I can't believe I'm thinking of him in this way. Hours before, I didn't feel anything.

And now fuck, I might as well get electrocuted.

The way we're staring at each other is far from friendly.

His face is only a few inches away from mine. His baby blue eyes are barely seen as his pupils are completely dilated.

You know I heard once that when you're around the person you like your eyes dilate.

My heart starts beating at a rapid pace as he starts leaning in to kiss me. Is this real?

His blue eyes look at me for approval, our breaths fanning each other. I'm the one left to lean in. If I move, this is it. We're no longer just friends.

Remember when he felt good under you? My subconscious tells me.

Right when I'm about to lean in there's a loud bang outside the door.

We pull away from each other as fast as possible, like if we were doing something wrong. Were we?

He clears his throat backing away from me and standing up. He doesn't look at me, avoiding eye contact at all costs. He opens the door while I collect my thoughts.

"Yooo! You gotta get down here, crazy shit is happening down stairs!" Liam says slurring his words a bit. Damn, he's drunk.

At least he saved us from whatever was about to happen. And I can tell that Bren agrees as he looks back at me and then walks out with Liam leaving me in his room.

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"So it's true?" I ask Yasmine, we just finished having two more tequila shots. With all the liquor, and blunts tonight, I'm definitely starting to feel it.

I lean against the wall in the kitchen as she continues making a concoction of alcohol mixed with dessert.

I don't know, it's a mix of vodka, ice cream, fruits, chocolate, nuts. This girl is exactly like Zac. They always make the weirdest fucking drinks and makes us try it.