Not So Innocent (EGASS sequel)

Chapter 5 - Lili

Ok so there was a pic of Ashton Kutcher on the right who plays Rich! But I changed it to a slideshow of all the characters! :D Hope you enjoy it! Now go read Emily's chapter! ~ Phoebe

Hey, two uploads in one night, you guys should feel special. Okay....so here goes. There's quite a lot of funny stuff in this one. Enjoy.  xxx

Emily

Running whilst Pregnant, not a good idea. Not only does it feel like every step you take your going to fall face first to floor because of the extra weight on your front, but when the crazy, mad and totally hot boyfriend you have is right on your tail, you’re more worried about not getting caught by him, than anything. Even though I know he’d never hurt me, right now is not the time to take the risk, as an angry Noah, is not one you want to mess with.

“Lili, will you slow down? I am so not helping you if you have an asthma attack!”

“We know you will help her, Patterson.” Gabby shouts back at him, then turning to me she says, “You better not have an asthma attack. You’re supposed to be the best runner in this group.”

“I’m sorry if right now I’m not the fastest, dude.” I state back sarcastically, panting whilst I do so. “But I am carrying a baby you know.”

“Yeah, Patterson tells us enough times.” Liz grabs my arm as she says this, effectively trying to pull me along faster, but instead it makes me lose my balance, and its seems to be a subway memory, as I once more am heading for the floor face first. I hear Noah’s feet, but I know he’s too far away to help. I hear Liz and Gabby’s screams, but those two are useless in times like these. Just as I think, here comes the second miscarriage of my life, an arm snags around my chest and pulls me up so I’m stood straight on my feet again.

I look to see my rescuer, expecting it to be Noah, but instead a very shocked, and very worried looking Brett stands there, his arm still around my chest, and his eyes flooded with what I can only recognise as worry. And yet, in a situation like this, I can only think but state, ‘Um, excuse me, you’re touching my boobs.’

“Yeah, mate, get your-“

“Noah, no swear words in front of the baby.” I interrupt him, knowing an explicit comment is just about to leave his lips.

“Filthy hands off my girl.” He finishes, missing out the swear word most probably just because I told him not to.

I look up at Gabby and Liz, who are just stood there, watching the scene unfold. Typical them really, finding amusement in the most un-amusing things. I turn back just in time to see Noah raise his fist, and I think, God. Is he really going to get in a fight when he was in one literally like, 1 minute ago?

“Dude, I was only saving her.” Yet I can’t help but notice how his hands are still in the same place touching my not-to-be-touched area. “You should be grateful. It’s not like you were going to get there in time.”

“Dude,” Noah mocks and the sarcastic comment sounds deadly passing through his lips. “I would have got there. She’s my girl, I save her. And for the last time, get your f-“

“Noah.” I scold again, but this time it doesn’t work as he carries on saying the word, but just loader and over the top of my comment.

“Hands off my girl,”

“Yeah, Lili’s boobs are for Noah’s touching only!” Joe says, obviously a joke, and one that would’ve been pretty funny, if not said in the middle of the situation we’re in now.

“Oi, that’s totally unacceptable.” I shout. By this time my own hormones are now raging. “I can talk about my boobs, okay? Noah can talk about my boobs! But you can’t.” I turn to Liz, “Would you control your boyfriend?”

“I’m sorry.” Liz says, a small smile gracing her lips. “I was just wondering if I was allowed to talk about your boobs.”

“That’s totally not the point right now, Liz.” Noah grunts, still angry, but slightly turning me on with the noise. “He’s still got his hand on my girl.”

“He’d rather have his hands on...” Gabby says, but then deciding better of it, decides to stop saying what she was, and let the sentence drift off instead. I don’t see, but feel Brett’s head turn towards her.

“Well it actually looks like he’s enjoying having his hand on Lili’s boobs.” Liz says, then turning towards me, adds, “Sorry. I talked about them. I feel ashamed.”

“Yeah, well I’m done with talking.”

Just as his hand swings down, I step out of Brett’s arm and stop Noah’s balled fist with a hand of my own, wrapping it around his closed knuckles. Seriously, I don’t know what I’m going to with this boy. When our baby’s born, he won’t be going anywhere near it, if he continues to carry on like this.

“Alright, man. Back off, yeah?” Logan says, coming up behind Noah, placing a hand on his shoulder. I watch as Noah shrugs it off and replies with, “Go run to your own little girlfriend dude.”

“I am NOT little!” Gabby shouts, obviously still angry with Noah about his earlier comment. A small chuckle escapes my lips as she does so. She then feels the need to add another random comment by saying, “Though I do have a small rubber for small mistakes.”

“A small rubber for small mistakes, hey?” Noah muses, and then a small smile appears on his face. “So Logan’s a small one then?”

Gabby’s face flushes bright red, as Logan instantly defends himself, “No. I’m not like you, man.”

“Actually,” I feel the need to say. “Noah’s pretty-“

A large hand that I know belongs to Noah wraps around my mouth, cutting off any more words from leaving my lips. I wonder why, and start to replay my words in my head, before I realise the problem. I look towards Lizzie and Gab who are trying to hold in their laughs and then I turn to Noah, a small smile gracing my lips which he can most probably feel and mumble under his hand, “Sorry. I went a little too far there.”

“Yeah, love, you did.”