Always you - Remington Leith

6

"What's going on?", Emerson asked with a confused look on his face. He then followed Rems gaze and gasped when he saw what he was referring to.

"Mia what the hell? Who the fuck did that to you?", Daniel stepped in.

"It was just an accident, I'm ok don't worry"

"Mia your wrist is turning PURPLE, you're clearly not ok", Emerson stated.

"Ok look, there was just a creepy guy at the café that grabbed me by my wrist a little too hard. Someone stepped in before he could go any further. I'm FINE now alright?"

"I swear to god if I find that prick he won't be seeing straight for a month", Remington spoke through gritted teeth, taking me by surprise.

"Why are you protecting me now?"

"Guys shouldn't be allowed to do that to girls even if they think they're attractive or are 'asking for it', and I can protect whoever I want to", he said putting his fingers up into little quotation marks. I gave him a small smile to show my appreciation, although on the inside I was confused as fuck. First this boy hates my guts and now he's concerned for me? I mean, at least he was being nice for once, so I wasn't about to argue with him about it.

"I say, we should all have one big sleepover in this room, some of us sleeping on the couches and some on the floor, where we watch movies and eat snacks before we have to leave for tour tomorrow?", Em suggested, attempting to lighten the mood and take the attention away from the other situation. We all looked between each other, giving small nods and shrugs. Seemed like everyone was on board, and frankly, it was a fucking cute idea if I do say so myself. Like a bit sleepover.

Checking the time, I realised it was already 4pm so I suggested that we have something to eat before starting our so called sleepover.

"I can make us a great macaroni and cheese if you guys are up for that?", I asked and all heads snapped towards me like a pack of hungry dogs. Their mouths practically watered at that question.

"Guess I have my answer"

Leaving everyone to chat in the front room, I made my way to the kitchen, slowly getting out all the ingredients and things I would need.

Preheating the oven and preparing the first few steps of the recipe, I realised I had completely forgotten the pasta, one of the most important ingredients. Searching for it in every cabinet, I thought I had forgotten to buy it, but then I spotted it in the top cupboard above the stove.

I tried to reach it, even standing on my tip toes, but my 5'7 ass couldn't compete against the weirdly high ceilings and cupboards. I groaned as I jumped to try grab the pasta, but smacked my knee off the drawer handle instead.

"For fuck sake", I huffed. I was about to start climbing when suddenly a hand reached over my head, grabbing the pasta and startling me.

"Maybe grow some more and then you'll be able to reach", I heard the person snicker as I turned to face Remington, looking a little too happy for my liking.

"Bro I stopped growing when I was 18, which was 7 years ago, it's not my fault you have good genes", I replied sarcastically, grabbing the pasta from his hands a little too hard.

"Its not my fault you decided to stop at gnome height", I glared up at him as he insulted me.

"Get out. My kitchen", I pointed towards the door, continuing the recipe.

"But-"

"GET. OUT.", I said sternly, walking towards him and pushing his heavy ass body out of the door before I had to listen to any more of his shit. He raised his hands in surrender, beginning to walk away, but he didn't hesitate to flip me off before turning the corner and going back into the front room.

God that boy makes me want to jump in front of a truck.

Once the food had finally finished cooking, I took it out of the oven, the strong smell of cheese filling the air and making my mouth water.

"Is it ready!?", I heard a shout from the front room sounding as if it belonged to Emerson.

"Yeah!", I shouted back and I could hear muffled talking and what sounded like a chair being knocked over.

"First dibs!", Elle yelled as she pushed past all the boys and ran into the kitchen first, almost coming into contact with the hot food. They were all out of breath, clearly from fighting their way into the kitchen. Remington was the last one to stroll into the kitchen, one hand in his Jean pocket and the other one tapping away at his phone. Not even looking up as he joined everyone at the island.

"You guys must be hungry", I laughed and they all looked at me as if I said something really stupid. I dished out a plate to Elle first, since she apparently had first dibs. Then I gave each of the boys a plate before taking one for myself.

Everyone was already like half a plate in after about 5 minutes, stuffing their faces until they couldn't eat anymore.

Sebastian slumped back in his chair, holding his stomach, "Fuck that was the best meal I've ever had"

"Agreed", Emerson said tipping his head back and closing his eyes, "Where'd you learn to cook like that Mia?"

"My dad taught me, he's an amazing chef", I smiled and he nodded in amazement. Was the cooking really that good?

I looked over at Rem, he seemed to have enjoyed the food since it was all gone, which made me smirk a little.

"I say we go play a game", Elle spoke up.

"Sure, I can go set up the TV and-"

"No Mia, truth or dare", she smirked and I gave her a confused look. I glanced at the others who just seemed to smile and shrug, practically agreeing to play. I sighed, knowing Elle had the stupidest ideas when it came to truth or dare.

"Fine", I said and she started clapping her hands in excitement. We quickly put our dishes in the sink and went to the front room, sitting in a circle with me in between Elle and Emerson. We already had some snacks and drinks open for the night.

"So, Mia...truth or dare?"