Open Hands~ Bryles

Chapter 22- B Bomb/ Photograph

(A/N: I believe Jess Lipke is a bit younger than the others. [someone told me 14 but idk, let me know if she is], but for the sake of the book let's pretend she's the same age as the others; so around 16/17.) This is also a longer than normal chapter, enjoy!
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It's also Jessy's actual birthday today so I thought I'd cheekily update. This is one of my fave chapters so enjoy!

Briar's POV
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" I fling my arms around my best friend and squeeze her tight.
"Thanks B!" Jessy says, a little flabbergasted as I pass her a massive bag of presents.
"You're a legal gal now. Don't do anything I wouldn't!" I joke, referring to her now being 16.

"So after school tonight I'm having a party to celebrate, make sure you're at mine at 7!" Jessy informs me and hands me an invite slip.
"Will there be alcohol?" I question nervously.
"Well I'm not providing but I'm sure someone will bring some. Don't have any if you don't want."
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My best friend, Devon, Myles and I walk back to Jessy's to set up the party and get ready.
"Don't get drunk Mylo, you're my ride home." I remind him as I rub his arm gently.
"Don't worry B, I won't." He turns around and winks at me, making sure the others don't realise.

Jessy and I run to her bedroom, clutching hands and giggling in anticipation for tonight. Soon enough, we're dressed and doing our make up.
"Any boy you're particularly hoping to impress?" Jess asks the question I'd been dreading to hear.
"Nope, just out to have a good time. You?" I reply, cool and collectively.
"I may have invited this one boy...." She admits.
"Ooh! who?"

Just as she goes to reply, a knock at the door cuts her off;
"You better be decent!" The door opens without waiting a reply and reveals Devon.
"Guests have started arriving, they're looking for you two." He informs us.

Jessy and Devon immediately take off down the stairs, whereas I walk slowly behind as I don't want to run down the stairs with heels on. When I finally reach the top of the stairs, I notice a bunch of people milling around the previously empty house with the exception of Devon and Myles who were waiting at the bottom.

Clutching the handrail, I start making my way down; the boys had now noticed me. Myles starts opening his mouth, probably to say a compliment; I widen my eyes and signal towards Devon, making clear to my boyfriend not to say anything.

"B Bomb is in da houseeeee!" I pull a sassy pose for a second before giggling at my comment and continuing my journey.
Finally, I reach the bottom of the stairs and drag both of the boys by the hand into the lounge; where everyone was reinforcing the name 'living room' as everyone was having the time of their lives. There were more guests than I anticipated there to be; all either dancing, chatting, drinking or making out.

I chat to the boys for a bit until a song we competed with comes on, obviously meaning we all had to go through the routine. I do as well as I can in heels, missing out and marking things too difficult - like tricks. It gets to a part where I'm meant to be lifted by Devon and I think 'he knows we aren't doing it full out', but I was wrong. Devon starts to try and lift me but I stay still, resulting in some weird and awkward move. I collapse of laughter laughter into his arms, he chuckles too.
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Myles' POV
I talk with my boys, Isaac and Tanner for a bit before Devon joins in, a drink in his hand.
"Do you know who looks hot tonight? Briar." Devon says.
"Yeah bro she does." Tanner agrees.

What? They're trying to hit on my girl right now! 
"Yeah she's super hot bro. But unfortunately for us, she has a boyfriend. Don't tell her I told you though." I try to get them to back off but in a less obvious way.
"I don't care. I'm gonna make my move." Devon slurs, he clearly has had too much to drink.
He stumbles over to my girl...
Shit, this won't end well.

Briar's POV

For the past few minutes I had been taking photos with my girlfriends which we planned to upload to Instagram later, this got interrupted when Devon photobombed one.
"Oh hey Devon." I smile before looking at one of the pictures we'd just taken.
"Can I talk to youuu?" He manages to say.
I nod and follow him to the kitchen, which was empty and quiet.

"I wanted to say how... Tonight you... You look..." He suddenly leans in to me, I try to support him back up.

"You okay? I think you may've had too much to drink." I remove the cup from his hand.
He leans into me again, this time Myles and Isaac come out of nowhere to help him back up. 
"I think I better take him home.." Isaac says before hugging us and saying his farewells, walking out the door with Dev.

When they exit the Kitchen, Myles and I finally get time alone.
"You know, that was Devon's attempt of hitting on you." 
My eyes widen.
"No way does Devon like me!" I say, shocked.
"Well why wouldn't he?" Myles inches closer to me, "He told us that you're hot."
"And what did you reply to that?" I flirt, also moving closer.

"Obviously I agreed. I mean come on, look at you." He smirks, interlocking both of our hands in each other's.
"Why thank you Mr Erlick." I giggle and run my fingers through my fringe before reattaching them to my boyfriend's hand.
"Not a problem Miss Nolet."
Soon after, a slow song; 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran starts to play.

"May I have this dance?"
"You may." I courtesy before Myles places his hands on my hips, I wrap my arms around his shoulders.
We start swaying, looking into each other's eyes and smiling.
"I want this moment to last forever." I say, ironically matching the theme of the song.  He doesn't respond; Myles just smiles, tilts his head and lessens the gap between our faces.

His lips brush mine, hands tracing down my thighs and my fingertips gently tapping his neck. It instantaneously sends shivers across my skin, it's like magic. When you're younger, you don't get told how electric it feels when you're with someone you love- every look, touch, kiss can just make you totally melt.
We stay kissing for a few minutes, each lip parting making us crave eachother more and more. Eventually, our lips detach; leaving his arms wrapped around my torso, my arms bunched up, hands crumpled on his collarbones.

'you can fit me inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen.'
The song reminds me of my previous birthday, my 16th, when Myles sang to me and gave me a locket with collages of us in.
Since we'd been together, I always wear the necklace.

With my head resting in the crook of his neck, I breathe in his scent; eyes closed and my hand wrapped into a fist around the locket. Thinking how lucky I am to have Mylo in my life.

A/N: sorry it's a bit cliché, but I thought it was pretty cute.