part three
i let go of boris's hand and watch as he jumps in the deepest end of the pool. i make my way over to the steps leading into the pool, and go down them, making sure to stay in the shallow end. i definitely do not want to drown with two boys i only met today. and wow this water is cold as fuck. my nips are positivity hard as diamonds right now. boris swims over to me and picks me up, "let's go i told you i wouldn't let you drown.", he says carrying my to the deep end, which isn't deep for boris at all considering how tall he is. i hold on to his shoulders as he holds on right below my ass to keep me balanced on him. "no funny business, those hands better not move up.", i say giving him a half joking, half serious smile. "i wouldn't dream of it new girl", he looks at me with a grin and pulls me closer, "i'm a gentleman, remember?", he whispers in my ear. THIS FUCKING KID. woah, calm down lucy, calm down. ok he knows exactly what he's doing, so it's time for me to play his game back. "oh i can promise you, you'll definitely be dreaming of it.", i whisper in his ear, leaving his red as a tomato and at a loss for words. i guess he's not used to girls matching his energy. lucky for him, he's met his match, and he has her in his arms right now. theo, who's floating on his back with his eyes closed, begins talking to boris. "can i stay here tonight?", he slurs, "im too drunk to walk home.". boris looks and him and lets out a chuckle, " you always stay here, why you ask all the sudden?", boris asks. it's very apparent to me that theo is just as drunk as i am, which is why im not surprised he says what he says next. "i dont know, maybe you wanna be aloneeee with lucy.", he says, still floating on his back and now making kissy noises. "shut it potter.", boris says seriously, "both of you can stay if you want, i dont mind.", boris says looking at me. i mean my mom wont be home..i guess it wouldn't hurt staying. but seriously, i just met these fuckers today, maybe i'll tease boris a little but im no slut. i'm not gonna let anything happen yet. also, it's a good thing theo notices this sexual tension too right? i mean at least im not imagining things. "i can stay," i look at boris, "there's not gonna be any," i let out exaggerated kissy noises, "tonight. im just staying cause im having fun and going home this drunk seems not very fun.", i say half truthfully. i mean maybe if i stay i can keep actually talking and bonding with boris. i want to get to know him, i don't want to rush anything. "sure new girl.", boris says nodding. theo pops up and swims towards us, "can you seriously not swim?", he says nodding towards me. i look back at him,
"not at all. honestly this is scaring the shit outta me, but i'm too drunk to care.", i say which makes both boys laugh. that's the genuine truth, swimming would usually be a no go, but for some strange reason i trust these boys to not let anything happen to me. it's weird how you can meet people you instantly trust and click with. i truly hope they feel the same way about me. my thoughts are interrupted by a small bark and scratch on the patio door. i look over to see popchyk scratching the door from inside. "fuck. we can't leave him like this, he's sad. he wants his ..how do you say? ah daddy, yes he wants his daddy. i'm coming popchyk!", boris says pointing to the dog. this fucking man did not just call himself daddy. holding back tonight is gonna be harder then expected, especially considering that fact i haven't gotten any action in months. boris carries me back to the shallow end and puts me down as he runs inside, soaking wet, and picks up popchyk. i look at theo, "are you as fucked up as i am right now?" i say probably slurring. he grabs me by my shoulders, "my friend, i'm so drunk i can barely see.", he says slurring. we both burst out in laughter and sway around holding on to eachother trying not to fall. we eventually get our footing and catch our breath..until we look at eachother again, which results in another round of hysterical laughter. this kid is so fucking funny. there's just something about him that i absolutely love. "you know lucy,", he says as we catch our breath once again, "you are like my number two best friend, you just like are cool you know?", he says pointing at me with wide eyes and slurring every word. ok this kid is plastered and i'm loving drunk theo. "RIGHT? we're like platonic soulmates theooo, we just like,", i motion to my head with my finger then to his head, "we just get eachother my dude.", i say wrapping my arm around his shoulder. ah yes, there's no friendship realer than confessing your drunken platonic love for someone you met less than 24 hours ago. we laugh again then stumble out of the pool and make our way inside. i walk into the kitchen and get myself a glass of tap water, which i immediately chug. fuck i didn't realize how thirsty i was. i go into the living room to see theo laying on the floor (absolutely and positively passed out on top of my clothes), and boris on the couch, now in boxers and a tshirt 2 sizes too big, holding popchyk and watching some movies that i think is in russian. "ah fuck he got my clothes wet.", i say nudging theo lightly with my foot. "he won't wake up, once potters sleeps, he won't wake till it is morning.", boris says with an amused expression on his face. "well shit, i'll probably just go stay at my house since i'll have to go over there to get dry clothes anyway.", i say walking to the door. boris gets up and walks in front of me, "new girl,", he looks me up and down, " you're in your bra and underwear. don't walk to your house right now, your drunk and will get cold.", he says looking at me like i'm crazy. what's the big deal? i mean i'll admit, i did forget i'm literally in my undergarments, but my house is a 10 second walk, and i was just outside and not cold at all until i hopped in the pool. it's not like the air is cold, we're in las Vegas for fucks sake. "i'm fine boris, i'll be okay.", i say smiling a drunken smile, but he doesn't move. "ha! is okay, i will just give you my clothes to sleep in, eh? i have extra things, come.", he says taking my hand and leading me upstairs. since he's already taking me to get clothes i don't bother arguing, i gotta say though, i'm a little excited to wear his clothes. I KNOW I KNOW ITS WEIRD OK? but come onnnnn, who wouldn't wanna wear a sexy man's clothes. you would do it too, don't lie. we walk into his room and he pulls out a huge sweater and a pair of boxers from his dresser. "here, my favorite sweater, is very comfortable. i sleep in all the time.", he says handing them over to me. "thank you.", i say taking the clothes. "is no problem, i don't want you to go home, am having fun with you new girl.", he says with a slight smile. "i go downstairs, come down and watch movie with me when your dressed, yes?", he says going out the bedroom door and closing it behind him. i throw on the sweater and squeeze into the small boxers. the sweater is big and comfy, but the boxers are nowhere near my size. they're definitely tight, but not too uncomfortable. i hang up my wet bra and underwear on the shower rod of the bathroom that's connected to his room and head down stairs. when i'm back in the living room boris pats the side of the small sofa that's open. i walk over, and plop on the couch. boris changed the channel while i was gone i suppose, cause now instead of the russian movie that was on earlier, there's a shitty cable cowboy movie on. no complaints though, i love shitty cable movies. i begin to watch, and boris tosses his blanket over, so it can drape around both of us. i look over to theo, who's still sound asleep on the floor, now with a fresh towel over him, which i assume boris put there as a substitute for a blanket. i guess me and boris are sleeping on the couch and sharing a blanket. nothing special i suppose, but still, it makes me happy to think about sleeping so close to him. this night is going great, but it also feels like it's just started.authors note: sorry for a semi short chapter, wrote this in like 30 minutes and it's currently 2am. part four out soon!
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Fanfictionwhen a girl named lucy moves to a town in las Vegas she meets two boys who she quickly becomes friends with...but the russian boy catches her eye. a fanfic of the goldfinch.