One Of The Guys

Pizza Football and Bets

Addison's POV

"AddiBoo!AddiBoo!" Parker laughs as my little brother shouts up the stairs.

Quick family tree thing

Gregory Williams + Linda Lancaster=Michael, Addison, Trent, and Jake.

Trent is 12, and Jake is 3. Trent and Jake have blonde hair . Trent has blue eyes, Jake has green eyes. And they both play football, like me and Mikey.

"What Jakey?!" I shout.

"Ty, BJ, Wyatt, and Boa are here!" The first time he heard Noah, he got confused and now insists on calling him Boa.

"Bud, it's Noah!" I can hear Noah whining.

"Oh suck it up Marshall!" Parker shouts.

We go down the stairs and meet the guys. We walk down the stairs, Jake stuck to my leg.

"Jake, you gotta stay up here. It's guys time."

"But I'm a guy! And you aren't." He whines. I hear a bunch of "oo's" and "ouch" behind me. I flip them off, hiding my hand out of sight from Jake.

"We've discussed this before. Now go up to your room." I say calmly. I can loose my temper sometimes. And I hate myself when I do it to Jake.

He frowns, but obeys. The pizza guy comes by, we take the pizza and lock the basement door. Don't want Jake sneaking in.

"What game we watchin'?" Wyatt asks.

"Cowboys and Saints." Parker says. I groan. Dallas Cowboys suck. But I'm a New Orleans Saints fan myself!

"We bettin'?" BJ asks.

"Fifteen on the saints," I say, getting a slice of pizza and laying my money down, starting the bet.

"Ten on Cowboys, and you have to go on a date with Marshall." Parker bets.

"WHAT?!" Me and Noah shout.

"I'll add ten bucks to Parker's bet," Wyatt says and lays the money.

"Adding ten for the Saints," BJ comments.

"Are we not going to discuss Parker's bet?!" I say outraged.

"No. A bets a bet." Parker smirks.

"Then I put ten on the Saints, and BJ can't fuck Annie anymore." Noah adds, laying down the money.

"HELL NO!" BJ shouts.

"A bets a bet." Noah smirks.

"Fuck you Marshall." BJ groans.

"You wish Davis."

"The bets have been made. Let the game begin." Parker says and we turn the game on.

By half-time, Cowboys are loosing. BJ is not happy about it. But I am.

"Looks like BJ's gonna need a new toy." Wyatt says and a second later a "fuck!" sounds.

"Come on Cowboys!" And then surprising everybody, Cowboys get a hold of the ball and end up scoring two touchdowns before times up. The Saints get the ball but fuck up, and only manage to score a field goal. The final score is Cowboys 14, Saints 10.

"Yes!" Parker shouts.

"Fuck you." I mutter.

"Here, I'll even pay for the date." He says, smiling triumphantly, handing the bet money to Noah.

"Fuck you Rynes." Noah says. The guys just laugh.

"Well who's up for some foosball?!" BJ changes the topic. I roll my eyes.

"I'm putting five on BJ." I say.

"Another bet?" Smirks Parker.

"Against you and BJ." I smirk. His falters a little. BJ is the champ at foosball. "With my five, you have to ask Bree Cambell out."

"Fuck you, fuck you Williams!" He shouts.

"Why are we making so much bets with our sex life's?" Ty asks.

"Our sex life? I didn't know you had one Ty." Wyatt comments.

"Shut up asshole." Ty growls.

"Okay guys, we know you secretly love each other. But we are focusing on bets here. So pay attention and work out your sexual tension later." BJ says.

We all laugh, besides them two of course. Everyone puts in some money and the game begins.

And BJ wins, easily. We play some more and the guys start passing out one by one. Wyatt first, then Ty, BJ goes third, Parker coming in fourth, and Noah in last place.

"Williams?" I stop on my way up the stairs. I thought he was asleep.

"Yes?"

"Be ready in the morning, we're going to Mrs. Betty's." And then he actually passes out on the couch. BJ is on the rug in front of the tv, Parker in the bean bag chair, and Ty and Wyatt not too far away from each other on the other couch.

I tiptoe up to my room, finding an angel looking Jake in my bed. Shaking my head, I slide in and he just rolls over and clings to me. I smile and soon sleep takes over.