Dancing With You

Chapter 3

I avoided those two like the plague. I'm guessing the others haven't moved into their dorms yet since I haven't seen them with Vincent or Daniel. It's been three days since we've talked and every time I see one of them, I go in the opposite direction. The thought of talking to them kind of scares me. It scares because we've all changed and because they didn't know about Alex, my brother. I guessing they knew about dad because grandmother told me she called their parents. My dad and the guys' parents were like a giant friend group. They knew each other since we started that dance class all those years ago.

Right now I'm doing some light stretches in my pjs, aka my underwear and shorts. I hear a knock on the door and head over. Disregarding my outfit, I opened the door and for a second I see Vincent and Daniel. The next second, I'm thrown over a shoulder and brought into Vincent's dorm. I can't see anything, but tight fitting jeans and a nice ass.

As we go further into the dorm, I'm thrown onto a bean bag chair. I stare at the boys with wide eyes.

"Why are you avoiding us?" Vincent suddenly asks. His voice sounds a little strained though and I'm guessing it's because of what I'm wearing. I try to cover up my stomach a little to hide the scar and turn on my side to my thigh is pressed into the bean bag chair.

"I'm not avoiding you." I rely half heartedly lying. I know they'll ask questions about the scars and the dog tags, I'll tell them if they ask, but I can't concentrate. Daniel doesn't have a shirt on and internally I'm wheezing. Like damn that's hot. I could just lick his abs, they look so yummy. What am I thinking? Bad Carmen, no drooling over them. I'm unconsciously staring at his abs and I licked my lips, again unconsciously. Their eyes seem to darken at this.

Vincent clears his throat, "Whenever we see you, you always run away. Why?"

"I don't know what you're talking about, I've just been super busy."

"I thought we were still friends. I know we haven't talked in a while, but we'd like to become best friends like we used to be." Daniel says. That kind of makes me tear up a little.

"Me too. I want to be friends like we used to be." I reply. I stand up and walk over to their towering forms. I open up my arms and gestures for them to give me a hug. After a second on checking me out, they come over and hug me. It feels warm, a good kind of warm. Their touch sets fire to my skin and I can feel both of their abs. Lovely.

I pulled away after a couple of seconds and yawn suddenly. I'm still tired and I really want to go back to bed. Sadly I can't since I'm in Vincent's dorm still, but that thought suddenly shatters when he lifts me up and carries me to his room. He lays me under the covers and climbs in next to me. Daniel also climbs into the bed on the other side of me.

They put their arms around me and I don't feel uncomfortable with this. I start to drift off and fall into sleep without nightmares. I started to have nightmares after the car accident, the sound of metal clashing and glass breaking would haunt my dreams every couple of nights.

What felt like a few seconds were actually two hours. We slept for two hours more and the thing that woke me up were voices. Those voices weren't Daniel's or Vincent's. I'm gonna take a guess and assume those are the others. Leonardo Marchetti and James Corano.

Vincent and Daniel were just getting out of the bed as I woke up and James and Leo walked in.

"Hey guys. Our moms just let us leave the 'nest' or something like that today. Can you help us unload the cars?" James asks. The four did bro hugs, I never understand why guys do that.

Then they see me in the bed as I sit up. When Daniel and Vincent got out of bed, they dragged the sheet with them so I had nothing covering me but my clothes.

"Hi." I sqeaked out as they stared at me mouth agape. Why do they always do that? Eh, who cares.

"Car-Car? What the hell? You're half naked in Vincent's apartment, what's going on? What are you doing here?" Leonardo asks slightly dazed and flushed.

I slowly start to get out of the bed. And stand in front of them. "Well, I live next door, I sleep in this, and they kidnapped me. How are you guys doing?" I smile back at them like it's the most normal thing in the world. Next thing I know, James has run over to me and hugged me so hard that we fell back onto the bed.