The Luggage // hemmings

Ch. 13: "He Just Looks Like that Kind of Guy"

Jilly

"Kate, I don't see the problem here.  You look sexy as hell," I told her.  Michael and Ashton let us use their bathroom to change, and that was exactly what we were doing.  "What, are you worried Calum won't like you in that?"

Kate was wearing a simple red string bikini.  As her best friend, I was allowed to judge her ass, and her ass looked great.  Calum's, Michael's, and Ashton's eyes would probably be on her boobs though. 

Actually, scratch that.  Calum was a gentlemen, at least more than Ash or Mike.  He would at least have the courtesy to look her in the eyes when he spoke to her, and just look at her ass when she was turned around. 

"I know I look sexy as hell!  That's the problem!" Kate whined.  "But this is yours.  You would probably look even sexier than hell in this!"

"Kate, certain places on you have touched certain areas on my swimsuit, and I don't want to wear it right after you.  Plus, it looks really good on you!  I brought my blue one anyway, don't worry," I assured her. 

I quickly put it on and modeled it for her. 

"Luke is going to need a bucket for all the drool that'll be coming out of his mouth," Kate said, winking at me. 

"So will Calum, Ash, and Mike," I said, grinning at her. 

We threw on tank tops and shorts before meeting the boys at the door. 

"After you, ladies," Calum said, opening the door and winking at Kate.  They were going to get so mushy when they got together, I could already tell. 

"Such a gentleman," Michael said in a mock, high-pitched voice, trying to strut out after us, but Cal let the door fall on his face. 

"Very smooth, mate," Ash said, giggling. 

"Shut up, Ash."

"Blue looks nice on you," Luke whispered in my ear before running ahead with Cal.  The fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt -- neither of them were -- made my heart race and I couldn't function at all. 

"Michael, I'm not taking my shirt off until we get downstairs," Kate said, exasperated as we stepped into the elevator.  She pressed the "G" button.  "Quit staring, please.  Ugh, why did Cal and Luke run ahead to catch an earlier elevator?"

"Probably to get away from Ash and Mikey," I said. 

"Hey!" they said, pretended to be offended.  They were probably slightly offended.  Oops. 

The elevator reached the bottom floor and we stepped out.  Michael and Ashton ran ahead and set their stuff on some chairs.  Kate and I eventually got there and did the same. 

Kate took off her shirt and shorts and tried not to laugh as Michael and Ashton were drooling.  I took off my shirt and shorts and wondered where Luke and Calum were. 

As Michael and Ashton began fighting with the sunblock, spraying each other in the face and squirting each other in other places, Kate and I took a few steps and stood at the edge of the pool. 

"What would you do if I just pushed you in right now?" Kate asked, smirking at me. 

"I would take you with me," I answered. 

But in the end (a few seconds later, really), Kate didn't need to push me in, and I didn't need to take her with me, because Luke and Calum sprang up in front us from the water.  They grabbed both of us by the waist and pulled us in with them. 

The water was cold, but the warmth coming from Luke's body (which I'm glad to say was pressed up against mine) made me feel warm too.  Luke may have almost drowned me, but at least I would have died with his half-naked body against mine.  Kate would have died happy too with Calum.