LISA | Van McCann - COMPLETED

Van & Lisa

It was the next day. Nothing else happened after we saw Billy with Bob's mum, we all crashed back at my place. Billy did end up joining the group just as we were leaving which was pretty bad timing. However, Abby was all over Van and I felt bad because he went along with it, although we wasn't a couple, I could see Van just didn't want to be around her. He just confused the fuck out of me.

I woke up to Van laying next to me, under the quilt. My eyes widened and lifted the quilt a little to see that we were both fully clothed. Thank god for that. I smiled to myself in relief that Van did not put his penis inside of me because that would've been a huge mistake. I can't even make up an excuse to undo what I experienced last night, it was something alright. I kissed Van, well technically, he kissed me first but still, he's a better kisser than Alf, I'll give him that - or maybe it's because he spent all that time snogging Abby in the pub. But the one thing I will not forget is seeing Billy with Bob's fucking mum! I don't want to keep it from him, I hate lying.

I lifted my head from the pillow to see it was just me and Van in the room. I'm glad that nothing happened, really glad. I felt Van shuffle in the bed unconsciously as he slept, his arm falling to around my waist. I gathered the others were either downstairs or made themselves comfortable in my parents bedroom, or even better - they're probably scattered around the house no doubt. Benji and Billy were the ones to drink the most out of us all. I'm not surprised if they're cocooned around each other in some way. With Van's arm unintentionally falling to my waist, I admitted my efforts were weak to escape the bed and laid back down, being cautious that I didn't wake him. I used the time I had until he woke up to text my parents to reassure that I was still alive and that I hadn't burnt down the house when cooking meals. (Thank you to whoever invented microwaveable meals). I then remembered I still had Van's flannel he gave me to keep myself warm and that I should return it. Although, when he opened his drawer to pass it to me, it was full to the brim with the same flannel, just in different colours.
I ended up dozing back off to sleep until I felt Van fidget and wake up, which didn't take too long.

"Oh." I heard him mumble quietly, removing his hand from my waist which now rested waay below it. "Sorry."

"It's fine." I scoffed lightly through my nose with a gentle smile and laid to my side to face him, my hands rested under my cheek on the pillow, Van doing the same, pulling the quilt up closer to his neck.

"Did you enjoy last night?" He asked softly along with a small smile,

"Yeah. It was good." I lightly nodded, "what do you think about Billy and Bob's mum?" I asked, hoping he'd remember.

"I know. I-uh..I don't know just yet. Bob deserves to know, but Billy..he's pissing me off lately. I've been thinking about giving him the boot." Van explained in way more detail than I was expecting.

"Surely you can't kick Billy out, he is older than you Van. Don't forget you're still seventeen." I didn't want to sound too harsh on him since I've seen how mad he can get, but I don't believe Billy should be kicked out because of it.

"So are you?" He grinned, "but seriously Lisa, he's been doing this for months. Always sneaking off to places, not really seeming interested on stage when we perform." I saw his shoulders shrug underneath the quilt and his eyes fell from my gaze.

"But Van, you should just talk to him. I mean if he is seeing Bob's mum at least be happy that they're happy."

"But, like, I do talk to him." He huffed, not completely understanding the point that I was focusing on.

"Really? Back when he took the van, that didn't seem like talking."

"That was different, he pissed me off."