"breakfast!" amaya heard ian call from the kitchen a few moments later. she sprang up and entered the kitchen.
"carl said something about pancakes?" she asked, hopeful.
ian laughed. "it's your lucky day, amaya." he slid a plate across the table, stacked with pancakes and maple syrup.
"jesus ian, how do you know my favourite pancakes already." amaya grinned, already stuffing her face. debbie came down the stairs, rubbing her eyes.
"he may have gotten a few hints."
"debbie! you were plastered last night." debbie groaned.
"ugh, i know. definitely lost my chance with gavin now."
amaya shrugged. "eh, he seemed like a dick anyways."
"amaya, you say that about every guy you meet. i'm beginning to wonder if you're actually straight." debbie raised her eyebrows.
"no trust me, she's straight." said ian, laughing.
"thanks ian." amaya burst out laughing.
"anytime amaya."
"hey, debs, any idea where lip is? i should thank him for messaging my cousin last night." amaya asked.
"not too sure, i think he's at a meeting. he should be here later though." debbie shrugged.
"okay, cool." amaya helped herself to a second serving of pancakes.
"you should stay, maya." carl strolled into the kitchen and hopped up onto the kitchen counter. amaya huffed.
"not if you'll be here."
ian laughed. "wow, carl, a girl who doesn't want to fuck you the second she sets eyes on you."
carl shrugged. "don't worry, she will soon." he winked at amaya, who rolled her eyes and got up to put her empty plate in the sink. carl looked her up and down as she walked past. ian saw and chuckled whilst drying a glass with a cloth.
"never gonna happen." he smacked carl over the hand with the damp towel and carl scoffed, hitting him back.
"yeah, it will, right maya?" he kicked the girl's leg.
"in your dreams, carl." she rolled her eyes. "hey deb, why don't we go to the pool? could be some cute guys there, you never know." she winked at debbie, who was sitting at the end of the table.
"oh my god yes! hey, you can borrow a bathing suit if you want, i have so many from before i was pregnant."
ian looked confused. "what, you're going to a public pool hungover?"
amaya shrugged. "not like it's anything new." she grinned. ian chuckled in disbelief, amused by the girl smiling over at him.
debbie beckoned for amaya to come upstairs with her. carl watched them leave.
ian laughed at carl. "just make your move, if you like her so much."
"nah, i'll get her to fall for me soon."
amaya and debbie walked up to the pool later that day with confidence. they looked hot. amaya was wearing a black bikini from debbie and debbie had on a magenta bathing suit, and they had both drank copious amounts of water to get over their hangovers. they sat down on some loungers by the side of the pool.
"hey, to your left." debbie pointed for amaya, who was suntanning on the lounger.
"ooo, he's kinda cute." amaya giggled. in reality, she did not think he was cute, she just wanted to agree with debbie. "what about him, in the pool." amaya pointed for debbie.
"oh my god, he is hot." debbie was practically drooling at this teenage boy who was doing laps in the water.
"go get him then, girl." amaya chuckled. debbie grinned and jumped into the pool, smiling at the boy whilst making her way over to him. amaya laughed.
"now i got you all to myself." she heard a voice say from behind her. she jumped, startled.
"carl? why the fuck are you here?" he laughed.
"couldn't leave you alone with all these boys, could i?"
amaya grimaced. "you actually could have. i can defend myself, you know."
he pulled another sun lounger over to amaya and lay down on it, relaxing. amaya rolled her eyes. she knew her suntan would be interrupted at some point by the boy lying next to her.
suddenly, as she had guessed, she felt a hand brush over her thigh. she opened her eyes with an annoyed groan to see carl standing over her, smirking.
"fuck off, carl." she squinted at him. he was just about hiding the sun from her view, overshadowing her. "you're blocking the sun. i need to tan."
"come onnn. don't be boring. come in the pool with me." he tilted his head at her.
"no. not now." she yawned and closed her eyes again. all of a sudden she felt two hands grab her sides and heave her up, and before she knew it she was surrounded by cold water. as she opened her mouth to scream, she swallowed what seemed like gallons of chlorinated liquid.
amaya emerged from the water, spluttering and gasping. carl was stood on the side, hysterically laughing.
"jesus christ carl, you nearly drowned me!" she spat.
"that was fucking hilarious." carl gasped between laughs.
"come on, help me up." amaya held out a hand to the boy standing on the edge of the pool.
"aight." he crouched down to grab her hand but felt a shock of water as she forcefully pulled him down into the pool.
"now that was funny." amaya laughed hysterically at the boy's speechless face.
"what the fuck is going on here?" debbie swam over to them, confused.
"debs! how did it go with the boy?" amaya nudged her on the shoulder.
"not great. let's not talk about that. anyways, what are you doing here?" debbie pointed at carl with a questioning look on her face.
"couldn't leave maya with all these dudes, could i?" carl slung an arm over amaya's shoulder, which she shoved off immediately.
"i thought ian told you? never. gonna. happen." she rolled her eyes.
carl chuckled. "yeah, yeah, just you wait and see."
AUTHOR NOTE
POOL SCENE POOL SCENE POOL SCENE 😫😙😘❤️ i love these types of scenes sm oml and guys ian is bæ i want to try his cooking so bad 🫶 and i will get debbie a bf (or gf 😉) soon don't you worry 🤪
