Underwater FairyTales| Book One of the Familliars Series

||Chapter Three||

The party went smoothly.

I decided not to really talk to anyone other than Brendon unless someone asked a question.

I pull my hair out of my face, remembering the events that went on during the party.

Nothing exciting, really.

Other than the fact that me and Brendon snuck off to my room, and did absolutely nothing, everything was boring.

Because of the fact that half of my family and half of his were downstairs, and people kept entering my room, me and Brendon didn't actually 'do' anything. Not that we planned it, anyway.

I'm sitting on my bed watching tv, when a knock comes through on my door.

"Yes?" I question.

"It's Max"

"What do you want?"

"Jeez. Calm down. I just wanted to say I left my phone in here". He says, walking to my dresser.

He picks up his phone- correction. Brendons phone.

I run to him and hand him his phone, and grab Brendons from him.

"Whats your deal?" He says.

"Oh uh. This is..my phone. Heh. Yeah..now um..Get Out!"

"Okay!" He says, stashing his phone in his pocket, walking out of my room, slamming the door.

I hear footsteps, and my door opens. And Max faces his attention to my bed.

"Um. Mac? Whos um..whos shirt is that?" He says. I follow my attention to my bed.

Fuck Brendon left his shirt here!

"Uh. Heh. Mine. It's mine" I say, running to my bed, hopping ontop of the shirt.

"Wait. Its Brendons. Why is his shirt in here, MacKenzie?!"

"No. Its not his. I promise"

"Ugh. Fuck. Whatever" he says, walking out and closing the door.

I hear a tap on the window, and lock my door, walking to it.

I open the curtains, and the window, pulling Brendon in.

"You moron! You left your phone here!"

"Yeah. And my shirt"

"Yeah! I almost got caught!"

"Not like we did anything but makeout"

"Okay but Max saw your shit!"

"Okay? And?"

"Ugh nevermind" I close the window, and hop onto my bed.

"So. Whatcha wanna do?" I say.

"We can watch netflix and chill for a bit".

"Don't use Netflix and Chill in the same sentence or I will smack you in the shoulder"

"Okay, okay" he says, laughing, jumping on the bed next to me.

"Night, Mac!" I hear Max say.

"Night!" I yell back.

I look up at Brendon, and he smiles, kissing my forehead.

I giggle, and he puts his arm around me, and I lay my head on his shouler.

"You know. This show sucks" he says.

"Shut up" I say giggling. "Change it then" I add.

"Okay" he says.

He uses his hand to bring the remote to him, and he flips through channels.

He presses the Netflix button on the remote, and flips through rows.

"Were watching this" he says, a movie called Pain and Gain lit up.

"Never seen it. But okay" I say, putting my head on his chest as he lays down a bit.

He puts his hand on my lower back, and draw little circles with his fingers up and down my back.

He moves his hand down underneath the waist band of my shorts, and fiddles his fingers around the hem of my underwear.

I look up at him, and kiss his cheeck.

He gives a small quiet laugh as I lay my head back on his chest, not stopping him from what hes doing.

He moves his hand to my lower back again, tracing my Alter.

"I'm seriously loving this Butterfly"

"Yeah well it's not a butterfly. It's a Hemlock. There's a difference"

"Hemlock. Butterfly. Whatever. It's still right above the thing that gets me hard"

"Whatever. Your just crazy"

"Oh I know. But as a matter of fact, i'm crazy about you"

"Hah. Okay" I say.

"Hey. Mac. Look at me"

"What?" I say, looking at him. Our eyes lock, and he stares before speaking again.

"Mac. I love you and you know that. No matter what you are or how crazy you fucking are. I love you. And I will always"

I sit speachless. Before I can say anything, he pushes our lips together, and I sit myself on his lap.

He deepens the kiss, pushing my hair back behined my ear.
I put my arms around his neck, as he swipes my bottom lip for entrance. I grant him access, and our tounges fight for dominance before he moves his lips to my neck, trying to find my sweetspot. After a bit of searching he finds it and sucks lightly. I lean my head forwards and moan lightly, causing him to suck harder.

He pulls my shirt off, and then his, and I grab the headboard as he kisses my chest lightly leaving trails down my stomach to my waistline.

Well fuck. Round 5. Well i'm okay with that.