𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 - 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘳

05 {stupid hair & first times}

"SO YOUR actually done with that shit?" piper asked carl as he sat in between her thighs on the floor.

"yep, i don't want to see that shit anymore." carl said, sighing.

piper smiled before grabbing the braid and taking it out, running her finger through it so the tangles wouldn't be so bad.

"pipes, your hands work like magic," carl said, smiling at the way none of this hurts to do if piper does it.

"that sounds so wrong, carl." piper smiled, making them both laugh.

"i mean..?"

"shut up, i've never even done shit like that with you," piper shook her head, smiling still.

"would you?" carl asked, turning around to look at the girl.

"turn back around," piper smirked, continuing to get the braids out of his hair. "your hair sucked ass by the way."

"thanks," carl said, sarcastically. "you never answered my question."

"you were serious?" piper asked, raising an eyebrow.

"yeah, why wouldn't i be?" carl asked, tilting his head.

"let me finish your hair and i'll consider it," piper said, smiling.

once she finished his hair, carl immediately got up, "did you consider it?"

"maybe," piper said, standing up and placing her arms around the boys waist.

carl rested his arms lazily over her shoulders and pulled her closer to him, finally kissing the girl he's been waiting to. carl pulled his shirt off, along with pipers.

he laid in between her legs, kissing trails down her face, to her neck, to her stomach, stopping where he wanted to stop at.

pipers back lifted as she played with carls hair, her head laid back.

"hey! carl, where's the lighters?" fiona asked as she walked through the bedroom door, still not seeing carl and piper. "oh shit!"

fiona walked back out and shut the door, leaving carl and piper both laughing.

"nobody go into carls room!" fiona shouted with her hand still over her eyes.

"what happened?" lip asked, not receiving an answer so he opened the door, seeing what fiona saw.

carl and piper stopped what they were doing and got their clothes back on before walking downstairs.

fiona saw them but still didn't make any eye contact, "hey, if you guys want there's leftover pizza in the fridge."

"i'm good, thank you though, fi." piper smiled, sitting at the table.

"yeah, me too, thanks fi." carl smiled as he sat next to piper at the table.

"good night." fiona didn't hesitate before walking away, upstairs.

"now it's gonna be uncomfortable around fi!" piper groaned, throwing her head back dramatically.

"me too, that was disgusting," lip said as he entered the kitchen. "you guys are disgusting."

"we didn't tell you to walk in," carl said, smirking over at piper.

"i still need bleach, though." lip said, rolling his eyes.

"sorry, lip." piper apologized, smiling. "but i've walked in on you and a bunch of chicks doin' shit worse than that."

"well then," lip began. "i'm sorry about that, but what i saw was horrible."

"at least that was only once," piper said, sighing. "i don't even know how many times i've done that to you."

"okay, done with this conversation, pipes, come on." carl said before piper followed him up to his room.