Amnesia • hemmings

2.2

She stood up, grabbing a pair of black tights from a drawer and some underwear. "Let's go somewhere." She smiled.

"Where?" I asked, sitting up.

"I don't know, somewhere." She shrugged, taking off my shirt and throwing it to me. "Get dressed and stop staring at me." She laughed.

"Can't help it, Babe, you're hot." I stood up, leaving my shirt on the bed and walking towards her. "Especially in just a pair of black tights." I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her into me so that her boobs were pressed against my chest.

"Stop it." She mumbled, but she leaned her head back anyways as I started kissing down her neck.

"I love you." I mumbled against her skin.

"God, Hemmo, what are you doing to me?" She whispered breathlessly, her hands going to my hair.

I just kept kissing down her neck, to her chest. Her fingers kept pulling at the ends of my hair gently, causing me to moan quietly.

"Let's go somewhere." I whispered, our faces inches apart. I smiled, running to the other side of the room and grabbing my jeans, sliding them onto my legs. When I looked over to Vivian, she had wide eyes and an open mouth, surprised that I had just done that. I just laughed, sitting on the bed and grabbing my shirt, putting it on quickly. "Are you gonna get dressed?"

"Lucas Robert Hemmings, you are a tease." She shook her head, turning to her closet full of clothes. She picked out a black bandeau and put a camouflage button-up sweater over it, leaving the buttons undone. She put on a pair of black combat boots, throwing her hair into a messy bun and turning to me.

"Well, where are we going?" I asked, getting off of the bed and standing next to her.

"Um..." She furrowed her eyebrows, thinking. "Oh! I have an idea!" She grabbed onto my hand and pulled me out of her room and out of her house.

-

10 minutes later, Natalie, Vivian, and I were at Laser Quest. By ourselves. It had just opened, like, 15 minutes before we got there, so people wouldn't start showing up until we left.

I lost.

Vivian won.

I've only played laser tag, like, five times, a long time ago.

We got home, and we all sat down in the yard at Vivian's house, talking and laughing.

"So, you guys seem a lot more touchy then usual." Natalie raised her eyebrows.

"What? No." Vivian smiled, playing with my fingers.

"Yes, Vivian, you're laying your head in his lap, that's touchy." She laughed.

Natalie was sitting with her legs out in front of her, her arms behind her, holding herself up. I was the same, next to her, and Vivian had her head in my lap, laid out across the grass with her legs crossed.

"Well then." Vivian looked up at me, as if to say 'should we tell her?', and I just shrugged.

"Um, well..." I couldn't find the right words.

"We uh..." Vivian stared at my hands.

"Did you guys have sex?" She asked, sitting up.

"Well uh, it wasn't, um, just 'we had sex'." I stumbled over my words.

"What?" She asked, confused.

"Luke says we 'made love'." She said, leaning her head to the side so that she could see Natalie.

"Made love? Really Luke?" She said, raising her eyebrows again.

"It was, different, you know?" I grabbed Vivian's hand, starting to play with her fingers like she was to me. "I mean, it wasn't just sex, it was, passionate, loving, slow. It was making love." I said quietly, tracing swirls and lines into her skin slowly, turning her hand around, and kissing the top of it, looking into her eyes.

"Oh my god." Natalie said, rubbing her hands down the sides of her face. "You guys are so fucking cute, I can't even deal."

"We gotta find her a boyfriend." I chuckled lightly to Vivian, and she giggled as I squeezed her hand softly.

"I don't need a boyfriend, Luke." She laughed.

"But you want one." I laughed, and Vivian nodded.

"What about Calum? Didn't you say he was cute?" Vivian asked.

"Oh, him." Natalie blushed, putting her head down and looking at her hand. "He won't like me."

"Calum is that one guy that you've sang with before, right?" I said softly.

"Yeah, a few times. He's cool, Natalie likes him." She smiled.

"I don't even like him that much!" Natalie whined, sitting up.

"Well, I'll get him to hang out with us a little more, I think you'll like him, Hemmo. He'll like you. Maybe you can sing with us." She looked up to me.

"You sing?" Natalie furrowed her eyebrows.

"Yeah, I can play guitar and piano, too." I mumbled, looking down at Vivian.

"Aw, you guys can sing togther!" She yelled.

"Maybe." I smiled.