Listen Lucky

46. How Long Has This Been Going On?

If It Means A Lot To You - A Day To Remember (this is just an amazing beautiful song and you should definitely listen to it!)

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Dex offered to help Willow clear up so we all made our way back into the living room for a relaxed desert. Although with the tension between the group it wasn't likely to be very relaxed at all.

Once again Will's hand pulled me from the rest of the group and my heart hammered as I found myself in the same position as before - trapped by Will's body. I wasn't even worried about how close we were, it was exhilarating actually.

"What did I tell you about flirting with that guy?" Will asked, his voice sounding low and husky, like he was straining to speak. He was clearly really bothered by what was happening and I wanted to know why. My heart beat at the prospect that he might actually be jealous, although I couldn't quite bring myself to believe it.

"Why does it bother you so much anyway Memory?" I asked him, crossing my arms defensively over my chest. He looked a little stumped by this and he took a moment to answer.

"It bothers me because I don't like the guy," he insisted. "And because I like to think that I'm your favourite guy. I don't like sharing Lucky," he added, putting extra emphasis on the last phrase.

"I'm not an object that can be passed around," I rolled my eyes at him. He was speaking as if he owned me or something.

"But if you were I would keep you in my pocket," he smirked, much to my dismay. I couldn't get a clear answer from him, but everything he was saying was giving me unwarranted hope.

"We should get in there," I nodded in the direction of the living room.

He looked down at me for a moment, as if he were internally debating something, his eyes glazing over my face. He sighed before taking a step back, letting cold air rush between us. I was sad that he wasn't towering over me anymore, but I was also relieved because I could actually form coherent thoughts without him invading my personal space. 

I walked into the living room in front of him and took an empty seat next to Brice, leaving Will to sit next to my dad.

"How was your weekend?" he asked me quietly and everyone else engaged in conversation.

"It was fine, thanks for asking," I told him quietly. I knew what he was really interested in, he wanted to know how I handled the anniversary. 

"You know I work on your case everyday Malia," he whispered to me almost out of nowhere.

"What is there to work on? I know there isn't anything you can do but wait Brice," I told him, voicing my fears out loud.

"No-" he began but was interrupted when Willow and Dex walked into the living. All eyes turned to them and all voices froze when they saw that their hands were interlinked.

"Oh my god," I gasped at the sight. What was going on?! Had I walked into an alternate universe?! Willow and Dex holding hands?

"We've got something to tell you," Willow said nervously as everyone stared at them, mouths hanging open.

"Willow and I are together!" Dex announced proudly, and before I had time to register what was happening my dad, Brice and Will were all pouncing towards Dex, who screamed like a girl.

"No!" I shouted, leaping in front of them before they could get to him.

"Dex what is wrong with you?!" Will shouted.

"Step aside Malia," Brice ordered me.

"No! Stop being such alpha males. If these two want to be together then that's fine, as long as they're happy. Willow is fully capable of making her own decisions and you guys should be supportive of her, rather than trying to attack her boyfriend!" I told them all off.