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“Baby I gotta go” I murmured sliding out of the bed and slipping back on my bra and panties.
“Awh, just stay one night Alex” Pete moaned stroking my back.
“You know I can’t do that Pete” I grabbed my pants and zipped up my jumper. “I’ll come back tomorrow when Pats at “practice”” I kissed him quickly before heading out the door.
“Text me later” Pete shouted from the bedroom.
“Okay” I hollered back before shutting the door behind me and getting into my car.
Now Pete knew how it felt to be the one left behind all the time. Sure I loved him, but just not enough to leave the, I suppose you could call it, security I felt I could have with Patrick. Sure we were cheating on each other but he respected me enough to come home at night. That’s more than Pete ever gave me.
I pulled up to Alysia’s apartment complex and headed for the door. I let myself in using my own set of keys.
“Lyss?” I shouted to the empty hallway.
“Kitchen pet” a voice answered. I grinned to myself. Alysia in a kitchen was a hazard to everyone. “So where are you coming from today?” She smirked turning to look at me. “I bet it was Petes house?”
“How did you know?!”
“You’ve got that face on you like ‘Oh I’ve just had REALLY dirty sex’. That’s your Pete face. Your Patrick face is ‘Oh that was such lovely fluffy sex’” She laughed at me.
“Fluffy sex Lyss?” I giggled “What is gods name is fluffy sex?!”
“You know like Fluffy, as in, its all like lovely and sweet and ‘Baby I love yous’, touchy touchy, feely feely, making love type thing. Fluffy sex” she concluded as if it were the simplest thing.
“Uh… right… You nut. And whats sex with Pete so?!”
“Its like Rrrrrrrrr ‘Imma fuck you so hard’ grabby grabby, spanky spanky, ‘put you over ma knee bitch’ type sex”
“Alysia, I worry about you being in this apartment alone all the time. And stop analysing my sex life please!!”
“Alex, your bold you do know that? When are you gonna stop this?” She was serious now.
“Oh leave it Alysia, I didn’t come here for a lecture.” I huffed dropping down on the couch.
“Whatevs Lex, anywho, I can’t keep covering for you”
“I don’t need you to cover for me. Patrick doesn’t ask questions because if he starts I’ll start and I know for a fact he doesn’t want to be caught screwing around” Alysia busied herself in the kitchen
“What makes you think Pats screwing around? Tea?” She asked.
“Yeah, sure. What makes you think hes not? And hes hardly at Band practice all the time cause they can’t practice without Pete and I’m with Pete. Patricks definitely playing away from home” I concluded. Alysia gave me my tea and sat across from me.
“What about Andy?”
“What about him? He was a one off fling to see what he was like. It was awesome like but I mean, I am SO not going there again. He is WAY too possessive. But you know that, you slept with him.” I grinned at her
“Don’t remind me!!” She finally smiled at me, all seriousness over. “I was so drunk that night!! Oh my god, but he is good in bed though”
“Haa, yeah he is but its like a once in a lifetime thing. Been there once, never again type thing ya know?”
“I know, I know, but hes gonna try every trick in the book to get back in the game, you know that.”
“Oh I know, but he hasn’t a hope”
Alysia’s phone buzzed on the table between us. She snatched it up and walked into the little kitchenette before answering it. I gazed out the window, trying not to eavesdrop on her conversation.
“… an hour is fine… no no, I’ll be there… See you in a while”
She dropped her phone on the couch before moving to the window.
“I have to go to work” She told me without looking at me.
“Work? You work for me Lyss”
“I’m doing P.A work on the side again, just while your in between shows” She still hadn’t looked at me. My phone buzzed in my bag. I ignored it for now.
“Right, That’s cool so, just don’t forget about my show Friday week. I need you to call the suppliers to get the tub and the bubbles. I’m sticking with ‘Hubcaps and Taillights’ as the song and can you please book the room for my practice session” I said. I knew I was being short but for some reason I just didn’t buy her P.A story. I snatched my bag off the floor and headed out the door and into my car. My phone buzzed again in my bag. I cursed loudly as I rummaged to find it.
1 new message
Patrick
I didn’t even need to open it to know what it said. That fucking bastard. I hit the ‘Read’ button.
Have band practice in an hour. I’ll be home for dinner. Love you.
I threw the phone onto the seat next to me before slamming the car into drive and peeling out into the traffic. I was getting back to that apartment before he left.
The speedometer hit 80Mph as I swung into the underground parking of Patricks apartment. I threw open the car door just as the lift from the upper floors pinged open. Patrick stepped out and only looked up when I slammed the car door shut hard.
“Step back into that lift and get back upstairs” I hissed. Confusion washed across his face.
“Babe, I-I have band practice” he stammered.
“Don’t babe me. Get back upstairs. Its time we had a little chat Patrick.” I pushed past him
“Awh, just stay one night Alex” Pete moaned stroking my back.
“You know I can’t do that Pete” I grabbed my pants and zipped up my jumper. “I’ll come back tomorrow when Pats at “practice”” I kissed him quickly before heading out the door.
“Text me later” Pete shouted from the bedroom.
“Okay” I hollered back before shutting the door behind me and getting into my car.
Now Pete knew how it felt to be the one left behind all the time. Sure I loved him, but just not enough to leave the, I suppose you could call it, security I felt I could have with Patrick. Sure we were cheating on each other but he respected me enough to come home at night. That’s more than Pete ever gave me.
I pulled up to Alysia’s apartment complex and headed for the door. I let myself in using my own set of keys.
“Lyss?” I shouted to the empty hallway.
“Kitchen pet” a voice answered. I grinned to myself. Alysia in a kitchen was a hazard to everyone. “So where are you coming from today?” She smirked turning to look at me. “I bet it was Petes house?”
“How did you know?!”
“You’ve got that face on you like ‘Oh I’ve just had REALLY dirty sex’. That’s your Pete face. Your Patrick face is ‘Oh that was such lovely fluffy sex’” She laughed at me.
“Fluffy sex Lyss?” I giggled “What is gods name is fluffy sex?!”
“You know like Fluffy, as in, its all like lovely and sweet and ‘Baby I love yous’, touchy touchy, feely feely, making love type thing. Fluffy sex” she concluded as if it were the simplest thing.
“Uh… right… You nut. And whats sex with Pete so?!”
“Its like Rrrrrrrrr ‘Imma fuck you so hard’ grabby grabby, spanky spanky, ‘put you over ma knee bitch’ type sex”
“Alysia, I worry about you being in this apartment alone all the time. And stop analysing my sex life please!!”
“Alex, your bold you do know that? When are you gonna stop this?” She was serious now.
“Oh leave it Alysia, I didn’t come here for a lecture.” I huffed dropping down on the couch.
“Whatevs Lex, anywho, I can’t keep covering for you”
“I don’t need you to cover for me. Patrick doesn’t ask questions because if he starts I’ll start and I know for a fact he doesn’t want to be caught screwing around” Alysia busied herself in the kitchen
“What makes you think Pats screwing around? Tea?” She asked.
“Yeah, sure. What makes you think hes not? And hes hardly at Band practice all the time cause they can’t practice without Pete and I’m with Pete. Patricks definitely playing away from home” I concluded. Alysia gave me my tea and sat across from me.
“What about Andy?”
“What about him? He was a one off fling to see what he was like. It was awesome like but I mean, I am SO not going there again. He is WAY too possessive. But you know that, you slept with him.” I grinned at her
“Don’t remind me!!” She finally smiled at me, all seriousness over. “I was so drunk that night!! Oh my god, but he is good in bed though”
“Haa, yeah he is but its like a once in a lifetime thing. Been there once, never again type thing ya know?”
“I know, I know, but hes gonna try every trick in the book to get back in the game, you know that.”
“Oh I know, but he hasn’t a hope”
Alysia’s phone buzzed on the table between us. She snatched it up and walked into the little kitchenette before answering it. I gazed out the window, trying not to eavesdrop on her conversation.
“… an hour is fine… no no, I’ll be there… See you in a while”
She dropped her phone on the couch before moving to the window.
“I have to go to work” She told me without looking at me.
“Work? You work for me Lyss”
“I’m doing P.A work on the side again, just while your in between shows” She still hadn’t looked at me. My phone buzzed in my bag. I ignored it for now.
“Right, That’s cool so, just don’t forget about my show Friday week. I need you to call the suppliers to get the tub and the bubbles. I’m sticking with ‘Hubcaps and Taillights’ as the song and can you please book the room for my practice session” I said. I knew I was being short but for some reason I just didn’t buy her P.A story. I snatched my bag off the floor and headed out the door and into my car. My phone buzzed again in my bag. I cursed loudly as I rummaged to find it.
1 new message
Patrick
I didn’t even need to open it to know what it said. That fucking bastard. I hit the ‘Read’ button.
Have band practice in an hour. I’ll be home for dinner. Love you.
I threw the phone onto the seat next to me before slamming the car into drive and peeling out into the traffic. I was getting back to that apartment before he left.
The speedometer hit 80Mph as I swung into the underground parking of Patricks apartment. I threw open the car door just as the lift from the upper floors pinged open. Patrick stepped out and only looked up when I slammed the car door shut hard.
“Step back into that lift and get back upstairs” I hissed. Confusion washed across his face.
“Babe, I-I have band practice” he stammered.
“Don’t babe me. Get back upstairs. Its time we had a little chat Patrick.” I pushed past him
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