Not Even Stars Last Forever (Avenged Sevenfold)

Chapter 5

Felicity's POV

"So are you coming to Brian's?" I asked Alia as she finally made an appearance out of her bedroom.

She looked at me shrugging. "I don't know, I'm still feeling the affects of last night."

"Well maybe don't drink tonight." I suggested lightly, I mean everyone always complained of having a hangover, but they did it to themselves anyway.

"Where's the fun in that Flick?" She chuckled, heading into the kitchen.

I got up, following here. "Fine." I told her. "I'm going anyway, I'll drive if you want a lift."

"I guess I'll go." She said grabbing a water out of the fridge and chugging it down. "So I better go and put on my sexy new bikini."

"What?" I asked her frowning. "Why the hell would you wear your sexy bikini?" It seemed a strange thing to say.

"Because Flick." She snapped. "I look good in that bikini and if I look good I feel better." And she turned, heading up the hallway.

"Oh." I mumbled. I guess she had a point.

I stood there, thinking. For a moment, just a fleeting second, Alia had worn a strange look and I couldn't help but wonder what that was about.

"I should get ready too." I told myself walking into my room and grabbing a bag.

I went to my cupboard and looked in, grabbing my beach towel, a hoodie for if it got cold and some clean underwear. I turned my attention to my many swimsuits and wondered which one I should wear. I pulled out my new white bikini and threw it on the bed. I'd got it when Alia and I had gone shopping a few weeks ago and today seemed the perfect opportunity to wear it.

I grabbed my towel, heading into the shower, washing up quickly before drying myself and going into my room, putting the bikini on.

I looked at myself in the mirror and yeah, the bikini did look good, really good.

Suddenly I felt myself blushing and I looked back at my reflection.

"Stop." I whispered to myself, thinking about Matt's and my exchanging of word's on the couch this morning.

I could have sworn he was flirting me, honestly, but as I stood there, looking at myself in the mirror I realised he wasn't, he was fucking with me, not flirting.

He was a goddamn gorgeous man who had woman throwing themselves at him, I was pretty sure flirting with me was not a priority of his, I was his best friends baby sister.

"But god." I murmured, picturing his bicep. "He is delicious looking." And god he was, so ridiculously good looking it wasn't even funny.

"You ready?" Alia suddenly asked, barging into my room. "Oh well." She added winking at me in my bikini.

I shook my head at her, grabbing a dress and pulling it on.

"Who are you trying to impress Haner?" She laughed as I grabbed my bag.

"Let's go." I mumbled, heading out and grabbing my key's. "And don't forget to lock the door." I called, stating the obvious.

"Is Noah coming?" She asked distastefully as she climbed in the passenger seat.

"He's working." I said, pulling out of our drive. "But he might drop by later."

"Great." She muttered.

I shook my head, glaring out the windscreen. What the hell did everyone have against Noah? First Alia, and now Matt, referring to him as a kid and asking me when I was going to get a real man. That was rude and I felt like reassuring everybody that when it came to the bedroom Noah was pretty fucking manly, not that I would ever say that, Brian would probably have a stroke. He thought I was a 28 year old virgin.

We drove in silence to Brian's house. I was a little to annoyed to make small talk and we remained silent as we made our way to the front door, pushing the bell.

"I'm only joking you know." Alia said softly as we waited for Brian.

"I know." I said smiling at her, only I knew she wasn't joking, she hated Noah with a passion.

"Girl's." Brian smiled, opening the door and letting us in.

"Ladies." Alia murmured, pushing past him and making her way out the back.

"Of course." He murmured and I looked at him, his eye's were following her progress.

"What are you looking at?" I asked him frowning. He was staring at my best friend's ass.

He scowled at me. "Her bad attitude." He mumbled. "Come on." And he took my arm, leading me out the back.

The only other person currently here was Johnny and yes, he was drunk.

"My favourite girls." Johnny cried, looking at Alia and I and grinning.

"Touch her and I'll break your face." Brian hissed at him.

"Geez Gates." Johnny mumbled. "I'm just being friendly. Who wants a wine?"

"Please." Alia said, pulling off her dress and laying on a sun lounge.

I looked at her, feeling more than a little inadequate, she had a perfect body and that bikini made it look a thousand times better than it usually did. I was jealous of her curves, the lucky bitch.

I grabbed my dress, pulling it over my head.

"What the actual fuck." Brian snapped and I looked over at him, to see him glaring at me. "What the fuck are you wearing?"

"God." I snapped, glaring back. "It's called a bikini Brian."

"Bullshit." He snapped. "Flick, there's barely enough material in it to cover your nipples and the bottoms, well they're non existent."

"Stop being so dramatic." I muttered sitting on the sun lounge next to Alia.

God he was unbelievable, now making a scene about my bikini. At any moment I expected him to come over and drape a towel across me.

"And what does Noah think about you wearing that kind of crap?" He snapped, not letting the subject go.

"I'm pretty sure Noah wouldn't know what to do." Matt said, suddenly appearing in the back door with Emma in tow.

I grabbed my sunglasses, putting them on, ignoring everyone. Apparently today was hate Noah day and I wasn't participating.

"Nice of you to come." Brian grumbled at Matt, finally leaving me alone.

"Well I'm here now aren't I." Matt snapped back.

"God." Alia hissed. "Everyone is so touchy today."

I looked at her and nodded. Everyone was touchy today, acting weird, including her.

"Aw yeahhhhhhh." Johnny suddenly screamed and before I could react I heard a splash a moment before being covered in water.

"Ugh." I screamed, standing up. "What the fuck?"

I looked at Johnny who was laughing then I glanced at Matt. He was standing there, completely shirtless, biting his lip, trying not to laugh. God he looked so hot, so fucking hot.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST FLICK." Brian suddenly screamed and I watched him approach me with a towel. "I can see your nipple's.......NIPPLES."

God, was he ever going to let me grow up?