"Please, Liz! You're actually not as light as you think you are!" Chris groaned, trying to wipe the sweat off his forehead while balancing me at the same time.
"Oh come on, Chris! Put some back into it!"
He scoffed. "I would, but you're fucking sitting on it!"
I rolled my eyes, allowing myself to slide off of his back. "Pansy."
Chris turned around and in one swift move, he had me on the ground in a headlock. "Take that back!"
"Never!" I cried, trying to pry his arm off of me. While he was distracted by my pulling at his arm I quickly kicked his legs, knocking him off his feet. Although I had succeeded in getting Chris onto the ground, he still hadn't loosened his grip on me and I groaned in exasperation. "Dude!"
He let out a laugh, "Say uncle and I'll let you go!"
I wrestled him for a few minutes but soon realised that I was getting nowhere. Letting out a sigh, I was about to give in until a horn blared startling the both of us. I felt Chris' grip loosen on me and I quickly pulled away, letting out a cheer. "Saved by the horn!"
"Yeah, well..." Chris' eyes darted to the car that was now waiting for us. "Shotgun!" He flung the front passenger door open, only to be greeted by a smirking Matthew. "What the fuck?"
Matthew smirked, waving at us. "Dom pulled up while you two were canoodling."
I let out a snort, which I'm sure sounded extremely ladylike. "Canoodling?"
A voice boomed out of the car, obviously fed up with us. "Just hurry up and get in the fucking car!"
"Okay, okay!" I called out. "Don't get your panties in a twist!"
Chris let out a giggle. "Panties."
I raised my eyebrow at him as we both got into the car. "I worry about you sometimes, Chris."
"We all do." Matthew stated. He then jabbed a thumb in the direction of the driver. "This is Dominic by the way. Dom, that's Elizabeth."
When Dominic turned around, I had to stop my mouth from falling open. He had messy, dirty blonde hair and a breath taking smile. The mirrored aviators he wore prevented me from seeing the colour of his eyes, but I could only guess that they were just as breath taking as his smile.
I smiled at him, hoping that I didn't look like a complete dickhead. "Nice to meet you."
Dominic looked at me, immediately making me nervous. I think that was mainly because I couldn't see where his eyes were looking. "Likewise. Nice shirt."
I winked at him jokingly, making his grin widen. "Thanks."
"Oh for fucks sake. Can you wait until you're not in the presence of Matt and myself before you both start undressing eachother with your eyes?!"
Raising an eyebrow at Chris, I buckled my seatbelt. "Jealousy is an ugly trait, Chris."
He scoffed. "Oh yes. I'm oh so jealous of you both."
"Dude," Matt started, his attention directed to Dom. "You still with Rachel?"
"Shut up, Matt." Dom pulled out of the parking lot and headed off down the street.
"I'll take that as a yes."
I rolled my eyes. So Dominic was the type of guy to mess around with more than one girl at the same time. Definite turn off.
"Hey Liz."
I looked over at Chris, a smile tugging at my lips. "What?" He pulled a hilarious face causing me to burst out laughing and Chris to follow suit.
Matt looked back at the two of us with an amused grin. "What in bloody hell did you do, Chris?"
"You looked like a constipated monkey!" I said in between breaths as I held my ribs. "Oh, the pain!"
10 minutes later and we had finally made it to the music store.
"So what exactly are you guys looking for?" I asked as I locked the car door and hurried along to catch up with them.
Dom shrugged, pushing his aviators to sit on the top of his head. "Just looking around."
I raised my eyebrows. "Right." Looking next door to the music store I spied a chemist. "Can I dye someones hair?"
Chris gave me a weird look. "Where the hell did that come from?"
I grinned at him. "I don't know. I just feel like it, I suppose."
"Me! Me!" Matthew shrieked, his hand waving in the air. "Oh, please pick me!"
Grabbing his hand, I led him away to the chemist while waving at Chris and Dom with my free hand. "See you guys later!"
A bell went off once we had entered the store and I set off in the direction of the hair dye isle. I looked over at Matthew, "So what colour did you want to go?"
"How about red?" He asked, picking up a bright red tube of hair dye.
I nodded with a grin. "Sounds good to me. As long as you don't mind me bleaching your hair."
"Bleaching my hair?" Matt asked while making a face.
"Yeah. Bleaching your hair before we dye it red will make the colour way brighter. Unless you want to be a boring sap and have dull red hair." I teased.
Matt grabbed a bottle of bleach. "Let's do it."
I laughed, taking it off him and heading over to the counter. "Now you're talking!" I put the stuff down on the bench and said a polite 'hi' to the server.
"That will be $16.32." He said, putting them into a plastic bag.
As I was fishing the change out of my purse, Matthew came running over to the counter next to me. "Don't forget these, babe!"
To my horror, Matthew had just put 3 boxes of condoms and a bottle of massage oil on the counter. I felt my face heat up as I quickly picked them up and shoved them back into his arms. "Oh my God, Matt! Sod off!"
He let out a snicker as he quickly ran off to put the things back while I quickly shoved the money into the man's hand and ran off outside. I turned around with a glare as I heard Matthew laughing hysterically as he came out of the chemist. He was soon silenced by me slapping him contiously.