Not yet Kitten (under MAJOR editing)

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Hey guys! I just wanted to make notice of my new book I've been working on (That I haven't posted yet.) It's a HELL of a lot better than this one. Even though I love this one, this was originally made so I could focus on something else when I was having writer's block with the one I haven't published yet. Much more edited, well put together, and just all around better. When I do publish it, which will be tonight or tomorrow, I'll let you guys know so you can check it out.

Enjoy! 

                    

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It's been three days.

Three. F*cking. Days. For us, I mean me, to clean up the house, and I still wasn't done. While I was stuck cleaning throw up and god knows what from the floors, Carly hasn't left her room. Mainly because Dylan had her trapped. Speaking of which-

"If you guys don't keep it down, I'm going to lose my shit!" I yell at them, tired of the constant of the moaning and groaning. It was bad enough that I was cleaning this mess by myself, I felt terrible. I guess I was still feeling the aftermath of my drinking binge. 

Dylan walked out of her room without a shirt and a cocky grin glued to his face. "Sorry about that doll. We'll be quiet next time."

I rolled my eyes, "Don't you have a job? and a home? Go home, Dylan."

"Ow," He grabbed his chest as if he was in pain "You were so sweet before. I thought you loved me? I can't believe-"

"Can it." I growled. "Take her on a date and stop porking her while I'm here for God's sake." He chuckled and flopped down on the couch. "Where's Carly, anyway?"

"She's asleep. I wore that girl d-" I put my fingers in my ears and started making a loud sound to block him out, causing him to laugh again. I decided that I cleaned enough today and joined him. I watched as he changed the channels, not satisfied with anything. 

"You know, we have Netflix on here." I told him. He looked at me like I birthed his first child. I laughed at him as the doorbell rang. I rushed to open it to reveal Noah. I quickly hugged him. "I hoped you're here to take him home."

"We're gonna be best friends, Kay! You'll see!" Dylan yelled from the couch. Noah chuckled. 

"He's your problem now." he said and kissed my head. "Who knows, you guys might end up being best friends."

I rolled my eyes, grabbed his hand and let him to my room. "Are you guys gonna have sex now?" Dylan asked as we rushed past him. 

"Shut the hell up, Dylan!" we both yell at him before closing the door. I push him on the bed. He looked at me in anticipation as I crawled on to the bed, stopping at his belt. "How was your day?" I asked sweetly.

He took a large breath, "Great. It was great." I undid his belt and pants. 

"What did you do?" By now, he was breathing heavy. 

"I, Uh, read a book and-" His breath hitched as I grabbed him.

"What else did you do?" I asked innocently as his breathing increased.

"I went for a walk and saw some dogs." I couldn't help but to giggle at him I hovered my mouth over him. 

"What else?" I could feel myself getting sick. I tried to push the feeling down, but I was unsuccessful. 

Before he could even get a word out, I threw up. 

All. Over. Him. 

He looked at me with wide eyes. "Oh. My. God." I could feel the tears on my face "I'm so sorry- I didn't- Fuck-" I started panicking.

"Kaylee, it's oka-"

"Oh God, I didn't mean to." The tears started increasing more "I didn't mean to. I'm going to get some towels. I started to rush out of the door, but ran right into Carly. She looked at my tear stained face then the scene behind me. She gasped.

"Dear God.." she said, causing more tears to fall and making Dylan rushed to her side. Great. Now everyone knows. 

"What's going-" He stopped once he saw Noah's lower half covered with this morning breakfast. He laughed "My man, Noah! Choking ladies with the ol' snake!" Noah slapped his forehead to keep from laughing at this situation. "You're lucky I have some jogging pants." He to Carly's room across the hall and I closed the door. 

"Noah, I'm so sorry-"

"Kaylee." He said firmly "I work in a hospital. I've had grosser things happen to me. This is nothing." I stopped crying out of fear and embarrassment. 

"Are you sure?" I asked softly.

"I'm positive, Kaylee." Dylan barged in with the sweatpants and a towel. "Plus, I love you, throwing up on me is the worst you can do."

I stared at him in shock. He had to stop being so nonchalant about these things. A small smile graced my face as I watched the boys argue about the sweatpants and how they had the word 'Juicy' in big bold letters. Carly entered the room once Noah was decent and we all laughed at Dylan's sweatpants and how he defended himself by telling us how comfortable they were. Nova slid from under the bed and hopped on Dylan's lap and we all continued to talk and laugh for hours, making me forget about the embarrassing situation I went through. As I watched them, I realized that I finally had something I've never had before.

A family.