"No, I wouldn't mind." I said steadying my breath once again.
"How about this." he said as he lifted his hand off my hip and slid it up my shirt, ever so slowly.
"Yes actually," I said lifting his hand back onto my hip, "we can't do this, Joe. For my brother. I just got back and I can't jump into something yet. Especially with his best friend."
"We can keep it secret?" He begged as he looked down at me, stuck his lower lip out a little and crinkled his forehead.
"You're around all the time, Joe," I said, trying to repeat his name in the huskiest voice I could muster. I traced his cheek down past his lips and to his chin, "I don't think you could help yourself." I lifted his chin to reveal his neck and jaw. I kissed it, going down to my own height at his collarbone and stopped.
"You're right," he said lowering his head once again to look me in the eye, "I can't help myself."
He pressed his weight on me against the wall and knocked the (already hard to get) breath out of me. He started where I left off on him. Collarbones. AKA my weak spot. He brought himself upwards, tickling my nose with his messy hair, until he reached my lips and pecked. This boy was good. I unlatched my hands from behind his neck and placed them on his shoulders.
"You're killing me," I said in a pained, breathless tone, "and not in the way you wish." He blushed and put his hands on the wall behind me to push himself up. Joe? Blushing? What was this madness?
There was a clatter from downstairs and we looked towards the door. A muffled "I'm okay, guys. Don't worry about me." came from the kitchen.
"I'd better go-" we said at the same time. We ran downstairs towards the epicenter of the mess Ash had caused.
He stood in the middle of the kitchen. Around him, was a mess of pots and pans and there he stood, with an honest to God grin on his face, holding a box of cereal.
"How the fu-" I started to shout, before Joe clasped his big hand over my mouth.
"How did this happen then?" Joe smirked at me.
"Well... "* * * *
*A/N: HEY sorry I haven't updated but i changed accounts and then sort of lost track of every thing in my life. So yeah, here we go! Sorry it's another short one, I have a new laptop so I should be updating more frequently!
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Cherry Tree Drive
FanfictionAlyssa left for New York eight years ago to live with her mother and pursue her dream. Leaving her brother, father and friends behind. When that doesn't go to plan, she moves back home. Back to Brighton. Joe Weller is like any other 18 year old boy...