Not So Innocent (EGASS sequel)

Chapter 14 - Lili

Hey guys. Emily here! It seems like ages since we've visited our favourite couples. Oh my god. I feel so forever alone! <3 This chapter is dedicated to Miss Snell, my english teacher. Because she gave me and A. And a reason to write this tonight...

Song on the side is...Well....Lili!!!! And the picture looks fun, doesn't it?! Imagine that as the kind of Gym they all go to...

Chapter 14 - Lili's POV

"Don't you dare even take one step towards that trampoline, Lili!" Gabby mocks Noah, as we walk through the reception doors to the Gym we'd been arranged to be able to have for a couple of hours to ourselves. After our first show yesterday, and a very tired tour bus of teenagers, it'd been decided that somehow we'd have to get used to all the walking, and moving, and staying awake.

Apparently the answer was going to the Gym.

"Yeah. And don't you even think about getting on that running machine! What if it comes alives and eats our baby?" Lizzie adds, clutching her own stomach, trying to keep the laughter in. Let's just say, she's not trying very well. I look over to where Noah's stood, completely oblivious to our conversation about him, talking to Brett and Logan. Joe, on his own, follows in a way that tells us he's nowhere near accepting our new band member.

"Leave him alone," I step towards the reception desk. "He's just being-"

"Possessive," Gabby interrupts, at the same as Lizzie shouts, "Totally unreasonable!"

I sigh, shake my head, and clear my throat to get the attention of the women behind the desk. With blonde hair, blue eyes, she's beautiful. And add on the fact she's got to be only nearly twenty, let's just say I'm glad Noah's off right now and nowhere near this-

"Bitch."

Looking over at Gabby, I raise my eyebrows and state, shocked, "What?"

"That trainer over there is totally checking out Logan's butt."

Spinning back to face the receptionist, I asks, "We've got a booking under the name Patterson."

Handing over a key card without saying anything, the blonde behind the desk just grunts in acknowledgement and carries on reading her magazine. It's not like I care. I've got Gabby and Lizzie, and Joe and Logan, and even Brett. Noah, however, I know isn't going to leave me alone for the next couple of hours.

I really need to get rid of him somehow. I just need a plan. And a good one at that. Staring off to the side, the girls changing rooms catch my eye, and with a girl on each of my arms, I pull them in that direction, ignoring the boy's cries to know where we're going. It only takes us a couple of minutes to get changed from our smart-we-can-be-seen-in-public clothes, to our sweatpants and vest tops. When we're all done, Gabby and Lizzie's stomach's flat, but my bump showing quite a lot now, we walk out to only see all the guys dressed and waiting for us.

Oh, the joy of being half way through a pregnancy.

Gabby, smiling, gestures to a guy in the corner, watching us with a slight smirk on his face. I look down to his hands and notice a phone, which he's obviously on, obviously waiting for someone in the process. .I don't know why Gabby made me notice the guy, but when I look back at him, and see him staring at me too, I find an opportunity. One that will get Noah away from me long enough to have some fun.

Or at least get myself in trouble before he finds out.

"Noah," I say, walking over to my boyfriends side. "That guy over there was looking at me funny."

Noah frowns, an angry glint taking over his eyes, "Which one?"

"The one that just walked through the door to the male changing rooms."

"In the blue shirt?"

Trying not to laugh, I whisper, "Yes."

"Alright."

Noah storms off in the direction of the changing rooms, so spinning round quickly, I grab onto Lizzie with one hand, and Gabby with the other, pulling them through the doors towards the main room we're booked for.

"Fun," I say. "Here we come."

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(A/N: I'm eating this cheese with like Chili and Jalapeno peppers in it, and it's burning my throat.)

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"Well, that's the skin gone from the back of my ankles." Gabby says, pulling her socks up and hiding the bleeding area on the back of her feet before Logan sees it. "Oh well. What's that skin for, anyway?"

Lizzie climbs on the trampoline, and shrugs. "I don't know. Who does?"

"I do," Brett says, moving to stand next to Gabby. "But I can't tell you."

I laugh. "You don't know, do you?"

There's a long pause, and then the newest member of the band shakes his head. "No."

Lizzie starts bouncing, doing a couple of jumps and shapes, before dropping and bouncing on her butt a couple of times. You can tell she has hardly a clue what she's doing, but who's to care when we're the only ones in here and no one else is watching.

"This is so much fun."

Raising my eyebrows at her, I say, "Just rub it in then, why don't you?"

Turning around, I catch sight of one of those high beams those Olympians do tricks and flicks and moves on, and start heading towards it. I can hear Lizzie giggling in the background, and Gabby hissing at the pain the back of her ankles, but I ignore them as I run my hand over the rough material of the beam and wish I was up there. I bet it would feel amazing, like you were on top of the world.

"Someone help me up, will you?"

Joe's suddenly at my side, Logan next to him. "Do you really think that's a good idea?"

"Yeah," Gabby says, her and Lizzie appearing out of nowhere too. "What if you fall?"

"Now you're really starting to sound like Noah," I reply. "C'mon guys. He's not here. This might be the only fun I get to have for the like, the next thirty years of my life. I'm having a kid, if you haven't noticed."

Brett laughs. "Oh, we noticed. I mean, those hormones-"

"C'mon. Someone?"

Joe steps forward. "Give me your arm them. But promise me you'll just sit there. And not cause trouble. Or it's my head on a plate being served to Noah for dinner tonight."

"Mmmm," Gabby jokes. "Tasty."

I step forwards into Joe's hands, letting him lift me onto the beam. To start with my balance is a little unsteady, but as I sit there and look down at them, I finally settle, and the adrenaline rush kicks in. I'm right. It's does feel utterly amazing.

"Wait," Joe shouts, and everyone turns to face him. "There's a ball pit!"

While everyone's not looking at me, and instead focusing on the fact that there's a ball pit in here, I raise myself onto my knees, and then stand. I'm not as wobbly as I thought I'd be, and actually feel quite safe as I hold my arms out to keep my balance as I stand on the beam the width of one of my feet.

"Lili! What the hell do you think you're doing? Get down from there!"

I turn to look at Gabby, and take a careful step forward. "I'm fine."

And then I'm falling. My heart drops from my chest to my trousers, and my head goes from brain-filled to air-filled. I start to scream, but then arms are wrapped around me, and all I can think is Noah's here. Noah's saved me.

Only he hasn't. Because Brett's holding me in his arms. Brett caught me.

Brett caught my stupid ass.

"It's okay. I've got you, Lili."

There's a pain in my stomach, a dull ache, but then it goes away as quick as it comes, and I just look at everyone with a stern expression on my face. 

"No one tells Noah."