Teammates (boyxboy)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Brett.

"So you know that girl Bradley, dark red hair, was at the party we went to when we first started talking again?" I asked.

"Vaguely, why?" Liam answered.

"Well, she's having a party at her house tonight, I just got a text from her now. Me and a date, so would you want to go?"

"Yeah, why not. What time?" He asked.

"Starts at 8."
"Little late..."
"C'mon, it's summer. Everything will be fine."

Liam thought for a minute, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Fine."

I kissed his lips quickly and smiled.
"Perfect."

"I'm gonna take a shower," he said.

"Can I join?"

"Nope," Liam smirked, pecking my lips before he turned to the bathroom.

"I think I'm going to, anyways," I say partially to myself as I follow him in the bathroom. He shuts the door behind him, not noticing I crossed the hall behind him.

After a few seconds, I open the door.
He was in the middle of taking him jeans off.

Liam.

"Got out!" I laugh, but he just keeps looking at me with a straight face and dark eyes.

Full of lust.

"I think I'd rather say in here," Brett mumbled.

In a way, his eyes scared me. In a way, it was a total turn-on.

"I'm taking a shower," I whined. I slide the jeans off and continue to hold a conversation with the fully clothed werewolf next to me.

"I suppose I will too," he says. I take off the black shirt I was wearing, pulling it over my head.

"I'm gonna get naked now, Brett," I say quietly.

"Should I get my wallet?" he jokes. I chuckled.

"Sure, go get it. It's not in this bathroom," I said, trying to get him to leave.

"That's just an excuse to get me to leave," Brett said.

I shrug.

"Continue."
"Brett, get out. You're not showing with me."
"Neither are you if you don't take your boxers off, now will you?"

I sighed.

"Fine."

I walk into the shower, shut the curtains, take my boxers off, and through them out at Brett's shoes. As I turn the water nob, lukewarm water poured into me, which soon, thankfully, turned to hot water.

Brett still hasn't left. I peak my head out the shower to see him smirking.

"Right, sorry," he said as he lifted his shirt up.

"Bye Felicia," I laughed and put my head back in the shower. I listen for the door to close, signaling Brett left, but I never hear it.

"Brett, I'm not m-"

I turned around with wide eyes as I look at Brett, who was now fully naked and standing in front of me. Water was hitting my back and I tried to form words, but he took me by total surprise.

"You should probably stop talking," he said, his voice rough.

I gulped silently and looked anywhere but him, which was pretty hard.
Thankfully I could turn around and use the excuse of reaching for the shampoo. I poured some in my hand and rubbed it into my hair, moving pieces around and massaging my head.

I felt Brett's lips on my shoulder and I froze for a second, but it was calming after a bit.

Finally, though, I turned around and pushed him gently.

"I need to take a shower, not lose my virginity," I mumbled.

"Me too," Brett said. I rolled my eyes and tilted my head back, washing out the shampoo in my hair.

After washing my body and awkwardly avoiding Brett, I got out, only after giving him a kiss and thanking him for a very nerve-racking shower. He laughed at that.

I dried off quickly, hoping to finish before Brett got out.

After putting on the red flannel and dark jeans, I left the bathroom and crossed the hallway to get to my room again.

Brett came in five minutes later, with jeans and a gray shirt on.

"What time is it?" He asked.

"Uh- 7:26."

"You wanna head out soon?"

"How far away is her house?" I asked, slightly nervous.

"Not to far, don't worry," Brett assured me. I nodded.

I grabbed my phone and wallet and put them in my jean pocket.

"Ready?" I asked a few minutes later.

"Yup," he said, taking my hand in his as he walked towards the car.

A/N - there is it. I hope you guys liked it, and the next chapter will be the party so I'm going to try and make that good. And.. almost 7k reads!! that's amazing and I love all of you.

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-Sam.