Here comes trouble

That would be counter productive.

We got back to Rosie's house where I got a text from my mum. It said...

You can come home now Clara. Forget that you have to come home now Clara.

I text her back two basic words...

SCREW YOU!

I looked at Shane and saw that mum had text him as well.

"What did you say to her?" I asked him.

"I told her to fuck off." he replied "You?"

"I told her, and I quote, 'SCREW YOU!'.". We laughed and me and Billy went up stairs and he went into the bathroom. I got undressed, into just my bra and boxers when he came out.

"Put some clothes on." he said.

"Oh no," I said "that would be counter-productive."

"I wanted to take them off of you."

I smirked "Why do you think I left my bra on?"

Then we had sex. It was fun.

--------------------------------- three hours later

--------------------------------- I got up and put my underwear back on.

"We should probably go back downstairs now." I said, I was being responsible for some, unknown, reason.

"do we have to?" he asked.

"Yes Billy, we do." I replied firmly. He grumble but got out of bed and put some boxers and shorts on. Have I already mentioned how sexy his torso is. He doesn't have a six pack, he has an eight pack. But he doesn't look like a body builder, he just looks like a sex-god. We went downstairs holding hands, and we walked into the front room.

"Did you two love birds have fun?" asked George.

"Yes, we did, but we are not repeating the conversation we had the other day." I said simply.

"Ok," said George "sorry I asked.". Shane glared at me, then at Billy and finally at George.

"Oh, lighten up!" I said to him. 'Hey, has anyone heard from Brian?". No one had. It was weird, it was as if someone had just made him disappear. Not like killed him, just like abracadabra, poof, smoke, lights and then he was gone.

"Oh well, why don't we go get hammered?" suggested Gemma.

"We can't," I replied "it's a school night.". Everyone laughed but agreed with me. Tonight was not the best night to get pissed. I got up and went over to the fridge. I was hungry but not. I hated that feeling, were you hungry? Were you thirsty? We you none of the above.

"Guys," I called "what's the time."

"Goin' on half eight." said Shane "Why?" .

"Just wanted to know if it was too late for dinner. Guess it is." I said. I went and say back down in between Billy and Becca.

"Do you fancy calling Denny?" i asked her, knowing what the answer would be.

"YES!" of course! I got my phone out and chose his number from my contacts list.

(a/n phone call Denny George = DG)

DG- Hello?

CJ- Hi Denny, it's Clara. Ermm, there's someone here who wants to talk to you.

BW- Hi Denny, do you remember me?

DG- FUCKING HELL! YOUR HOME!

BW- I take that as a yes. So, how have you been?

DG- Good you?

BW- Yeah thanks.

DG- So are you here to stay now or...

BW- Look Denny, I ain't got time for all that shit. I like you, you like me. Do you want to go out with me?

DG- What? Like boyfriend and girlfriend?

BW- No, like man whore and slut! Of course like boy friend and girl friend.

DG- Bloody hell yeah!

BW- Great, how soon can you get round Rosie Patients house?

DG- Ten maybe fifteen minuets. Why?

BW- Your one of us now! I know it sound flipping ridiculous but I've always wanted to go out with you. I only said yes to michel because I felt like I had to. I always wanted you. One question though. Are you a virgin?

DG- No!

BW- Great! See you soon.

(end of phone call)

"Did you seriously just ask him if he was a virgin?" I asked her.

"Ermm, yeah!" she replied.

"BUT YOU ALREADY SLEPT WITH HIM!" I shouted.

"Well I forgot didn't I! I must have been drunk!" she replied.

"fair point." I said and we left the kitchen and went back into the living room.

"Rosie?" said Becca.

"Yeah?" she replied.

"Denny's coming round soon." she said happily "Is that alright?"

"Yeah!" she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. We sat there waiting Becca looked like she was about to pass out with excitement in a minuet. I could guess why. The last time she had sex was a year ago. The door bell rang and Becca was up an at the door before Rosie had time to say 'Becca, why don't you get the door.'.

Her and Denny came into the living room.

"Ermm," he said "hi guys."

We all laughed at the fact he felt awkward.

"I know I said no drinking tonight. But we might as well have one shot each." I said as I went into the kitchen I came back with a tray full with ten shot glasses, a bottle of brandy and a bottle of vodka.

I poured my self a vodka one and Rosie poured herself a Brandy one. Everyone else followed out example. Denny had Brandy, the same as Becca. We all downed them at the same time.

"Why stop now?" said Denny "If you're going to do one, you might as well do two."

We laughed and had a second one but I took the bottles back out into the kitchen and when I got back, Denny and Becca were gone. Shane pointed to the ceiling and I nodded my understanding. They were going to have a lot of fun tonight.