Twenty Six: Getting Close

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~Above is our boy Cole~

She never would've thought that she'd end up in this position, of any place she could've come to lay that night, she never thought she'd end up there. But somehow she had, having come enveloped in warmth, eyes gazing into the white heat of the fire while her back was so gently rubbed with fingers so large yet so delicate. Her head felt heavy and it wasn't because she needed sleep, she was in fact on her third bottle of booze and she was only now beginning to feel the effects. She had been drunk before, knew how it felt and what it could do. She didn't care in that moment though, sitting in Darricks lap, she used his shirt as a makeshift blanket while his finger danced across her back, drawing circles over her shoulders and spine.

She couldn't believe that they had spent all day together, talking about anything under the sun, collecting wood which was mostly Darrick grabbing wood while she sat on his shoulder while they chatted. They had spent time together at lunch and had now ended up drinking together. Tess being considerably more drunk then Darrick at that point as she was using alcohol to numb her nerves to what the night could lead to and found alcohol would probably give her the confidence she needed in-front of Darrick. He was so god damn good looking, so kind and genuinely sweet. She had her suspicions that there was a chance he was playing her, if he was he was doing a good job at it cause she was swooning in his lap. Soaking in every touch and leaning into him whenever she got the chance, wanting to be near him and he seemed to have the same idea. Always touching her, carefully pulling her closer against his abdomen whenever she'd move too far away. He played with her hair and ran his fingers down her arms and whenever he stopped, she would miss his touch and try get his attention to continue

And he would.

Jace was sat next to the two, leant back in his chair with a beanie on that had been dragged down over his eyes. He wasn't drinking tonight, instead munching on some snags they had cooked up for dinner. He was in a brighter mood then earlier, having eaten and had some water he looked lively as he talked to Austin. Austin was sun burnt. Having no shirt on where he sat and even in the darkness she could see the glow of his red skin. He hadn't put sun block on and had spent most the day without a shirt on, showing off thinking he looked good infornt of the girls but not thinking about the burning sun above. He didn't seemed bothered by his red skin, either ignoring the pain or sitting with it. He sat cross legged in front of the fire as he listened to Jace talk about school beside him while sipping on a beer. He was extra quiet which seemed weird, unlike him to be so quiet which she had noticed he had been more of lately. She wanted to ask but didn't know how she'd get the chance to have alone time with him, maybe once they got home she could speak to him. Ask if he was okay.

But in the mean time, she was enjoying her time with Darrick whilst being drunk for the first time in a very long time. It was their last night and she was going to enjoy it. Wrapping her arms around Darricks large finger as it was trying to snake down her arm, she giggled softly as he looked down to her and gave his finger a wiggle

"Excuse me?" He smirked and moved his finger some more to try and shake her off but she simply held on tighter not wanting him to leave her. She had always been a clingy drunk and especially now she just needed his touch, to feel his warmth and let her bones warm against it.

"Noo let me just hug you" she pouts her bottom lip up at the dark headed boy, his hair was out and was like a nest about his head from the lake still. Not having had the time to brush it since he'd been spending every last second with her. He rolled his eyes at her as she had his finger trapped between her arms but let her have it, sipping on his beer with a hint of a smile etched across his face as he swallowed. Giving in to her he began to use that finger she held to rub lightly at her stomach, which made her eyes slowly close enjoying every touch. Her insides knitted beneath his finger and ached, making her bite her lip at the feeling. She quickly brought her drink back to her lips to finish, letting the rancid liquid roll down the back of her throat into her stomach then raised her bottle, wanting another.

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