Do I Wanna Know by The Arctic Monkeys

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"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Izack asks, running his hand through his nearly dry hair.

"I'm sure." I cough one more time and spit onto the pavement. "I think I'm gonna go back." I point my thumb in the direction of the pool.

"What? Why? You just nearly drowned!" He throws his arms up.

"Or.. I guess not?" I just shrug.

We head quickly into the hotel and I try to avoid any conversation with Izack. I can hear him mumble stuff under his breath but I just ignore it.

I open the hotel door and smile at Lou who's sitting at the little desk.

"Did you guys have fun?" She asks, smiling while still working on her paper.

"Oh yea-" I say before I get cut off.

"Well, not really for Ryan. She nearly drowned." Izack says, speaking up.

"You what?" Lou turns from her paper to me.

"It was an accident. I fell off Luke's shoulders." I say, speaking up.

"Cause he kidnapped you." Izack says, glaring at me.

"Izack, shut the fuck up. I can talk for myself." I say and realize I'm defending Luke.

"Uh.. guys, stop fighting." Lou says, getting up from her seat. "I have a few things to go do, behave please." She says, smiling apologetically.

"I'm sorry." He says. "I just... it pisses me off how you're falling for him!" He says, throwing his hands up in frustration.

"Alright." I say, turning my back to him. "Now, fuck off,-"

"But I don't want to. I like being around you." He says. He leans forward a minute, his hands on his knees. "That's why I keep coming back to talk to you. No matter how rude you are. I find it enjoyable."

"Cause you're a twat." I say, wrapping my towel around me.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and is step away, but not looking at him. His hand his warm and damp but I feel the wrinkles.

"I like you, you know?" I shiver at his words. "Even thought it isn't me who should like you."

I roll my eyes and turn to him. I just stand there, unsure of what to say so I admire his physic. He is lean and tall. Or, taller than me by much. He could easily be consider buff but at the same time scrawny.

"Kiss me." He says bluntly and out of character.

"What? I don't want to kiss you." I step away, wrinkling my eyebrows.

He steps close to me, his warm breath on my forehead. I just study his face for a minute before blinking. What else do I have to lose?

He leans in kissing, gently at first but I put my hand on the back of his neck, deepening the kiss.

***

I sit in my bed, watching TV beside Lou. Last night she was gone for longer than expected, but I don't ask her about it. Just like she didn't ask me about Izack. Not that we did anything.

Literally. We kissed, it got heated and he got awkward and left.

I think he's scared of Ashton, but its not like we're a thing. We kissed once. That's nothing, really. I barely know the boy. Just cause I'm spending a while with them on a tour bus means nothing so he shouldn't worry.

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