Intoxicated •Heath Hussar•

Chapter Three

After breakfast Liza, David and Alex decided to go home to film a new video for each of them. The rest of us agreed on unpacking my stuff and putting it away so that it would go by faster. Unsurprisingly, they weren't very helpful. They emptied every box and for anything that looked interesting, they would ask me questions about it or make stupid remarks. Especially when we reached the box filled with my undergarments. Heath and Zane sure had a fun time looking through that box.

"Ohh, what do we have here," Heath teased, pulling out one of my panties.

"Stop that!" I said with an awkward laugh. "Give it back!" I tried to snatch it from him but he held it out of my reach and was making me jump for it. Of course Zane thought that this would be a good scene to vlog, so he pulls out his phone and starts recording it.

"Zane, knock it off! And Heath, put down my panties!" Neither of them listened, though, so I had no choice. I called out the door to my brother, knowing that he would make them stop when he saw what they were throwing around.

"What, Kheagan?" Scotty yells back, obviously annoyed with all of the yelling going on. He was probably editing a video.

"Zane and Heath are throwing around my underwear!" I could hear Scotty's rolling chair roll on the hard wood floor and his heavy footsteps coming down the hallway.

The two guys looked at each other, still laughing hysterically, and my underwear dangling in Heath's hand.

Scott busts open the door, hands on his hips and a fake scowl on his face.

"What's going on?" he asks, glancing between Zane and Heath, eyes narrowed.

"We were just playing around, Babe," Heath says, trying to discreetly put the undergarment back into the box.

"Feel free to tease Kheagan all you want," Scott said, serious again. "But please leave her underwear out of it."

Zane and Heath nod their heads and mutter a few words under their breaths like they are deeply upset with their order.

"Sorry, guys," I laugh once Scott leaves. "Now help me put away the rest of my stuff."

We finish unpacking the rest of my stuff within an hour and without another incident. It was about 12 when we finished, so we ate lunch at the house and decided to go swimming. And by that I mean Todd, Scott, Zane, Elton and Heath are going swimming and I'm going to be tanning. At least that was my plan.

I was lounging on a chair near the pool and listening to music to tune out the boy's shouting. It was actually really relaxing and a nice break from everyone. That is, until Heath decided to change that for me. I didn't see him come up to me as my eyes were closed, but I could feel the dripping of water off his hair onto my bare stomach. I didn't think anything of it until my earbuds were pulled out of my ears without a warning and placed on the little table beside me.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I tried to protest, but it was too late. Heath's arms snaked under my legs and behind my back, lifting me up out of the chair. I knew what was going to happen, and I wasn't about to go down without a fight.

"Don't you dare, Heath!" I yell, kicking my legs and flailing my arms. "I swear to God I will make your life a living hell if you do this!" But he wasn't listening. Instead he was snickering at my desperation and at the fact that the other four guys were egging him on. No surprise there.

We reached the pool and he swung me back and forth a couple times before apologizing to me.

"I'm sorry, Princess," was what he said before he tossed me into the pool with a giddy laugh. My body hit the water with a big splash and I luckily held my breath at the last minute. The water was freezing cold, and I came up gasping for air.

"Heath!" I yelled, swimming over to the edge. I hefted myself up, out of the pool and stalked over to Heath, who was sitting on my chair and doubled over, shaking with laughter. All the guys thought it was so funny, but I'll get them back sometime.

Heath, though, was going to experience my wrath now. I snuck up behind my lounge chair as he was too busy snickering to notice me and got ready for what I was about to do. I pushed the back of the chair as hard as I could, moving it to the edge of the pool and dumping him in before he realized what was going on. Both him and the chair became submerged into the water.

His yell of surprise is what pushed me over the edge; I fell to the ground, dissolving into a fit of laughter. Heath came up sputtering water. There was an evil glint in his eye, he had another idea. He grabbed onto my ankle and swiftly pulled me back into the pool with him. I guess I deserved that one.

When I resurfaced, Heath was next to me, still chuckling from what happened. I grinned at him, despite what he did to me, it was really fun.

"Your lips are blue," he pointed out. "And your teeth are chattering. It's not that cold." He lightly splashes me with water, and I feigned shock before getting him back.

"Come on, we should go inside before you get hypothermia," he jokes after hoisting himself out of the pool. He extends a hand for me even though I can get out of the pool myself, but I take it anyways. He pulls me out easily and grabs me a towel from the table.

"Here," he says while wrapping it around my shoulders.

"Thanks," I smile.

"You're welcome."