Katelyn's point of view

"Who's jacket is that young lady?" Luke asked me with crossed arms as Michael held it up. "Who were you with?"

"My friend Jane. Her older brother tagged along because she wasn't allowed out by herself." I told him and he rose an eyebrow at me.

"I don't believe you."

"It's true though! She wasn't allowed out because she had hit a guy in the crotch with a football so her brother tagged along to keep her out of trouble!" I lied to him and he eyed me.

"How did you get the jacket then? You smell like cologne and this jacket reeks of it aswell." Michael said and I blushed.

"This guy whistled at me and was like 'bend over for me' and her brother was like 'I'll kick your ass you dick' and he gave me his jacket to like cover up a bit I guess." I said and he looked at me.

"You didn't give it back?"

"I forgot I had it on and-"

"That's a hickey, Luke! That's a fucking hickey!" Michael gasped and Luke grabbed my chin, forcing me to turn my head and tilt my neck. "What the hell Katelyn?"

"I didn't want it!" I cried, feeling embarrassed and small because they saw it. "On my way home this guy grabbed me and was like 'where's your boyfriend' because he thought her brother was my boyfriend. Then he started biting my neck and stuff and I punched him in the jaw."

"Why don't I believe you?" Luke asked me as he looked at me. I shrugged and played with my sleeves as the two eyed me suspiciously and angrily.

"He did and-and I felt so disgusting Luke. He had no respect for me and it hurts because he probably just seems me as this thing. I'm-I'm not just some thing you can touch and grab though, I'm a human being." I said, a lump forming in my throat. "It was so disgusting and it made me feel so small and pathetic."

"Hey, don't cry." He said, his tone softening by a hundred and two percent. "I'm sorry we were being so harsh. We just don't like the idea of you being around boys all alone." He told me as he pulled me into a hug.

I cried into his shirt and he rubbed my back. "It's okay darling. You'll be okay. Michael, tell her that she'll be okay."

"You'll be okay."

"See?" Luke said and I laughed slightly as I buried my face into his chest. "I'm sorry, we're sorry. We were just worried and upset. You're too young to be having hickies on your body and to be bringing boy's clothes home okay?"

"Okay."

"How about we chill on the couch and watch some television? Does that sound good?" Michael asked and I nodded.

"Cuddle?"

"Of course." Michael said and I smiled. "Next time someone touches you inappropriately, whoop their ass okay? Kick their ass."

"I don't like violence." I said and sniffed. "I just was scared and upset so I punched him. I didn't mean to. I just did." I said.

"It's okay, we're not mad at you." Michael told me and I nodded. "I told you to take your shoe off and beat them." He said and I sniffled.

"Didn't think about it, I just did it." I told him and he chuckled. "I wonder if I bruised him. I punched him pretty hard." I said to them.

"I hope you did." Luke told me and then chuckled. "He'd deserve it, maybe a kick to the balls aswell." He added, causing me to giggle a bit.

"Luke man, that's a bit far." Michael said and I rolled my eys. "You know how much it hurts to get hit there. It's sensitive."

"Yeah, so? Having that little respect for both yourself and that other person means you obviously don't have the balls to be a man." Luke scoffed and then pulled me away from Michael so that he could hug me.

I hugged him back and he rubbed my back. "Again, I'm sorry for being so hard on you. I don't like liars and I don't want you to be getting into this kind of stuff yet." He told me and ran his hand through my hair.

"Yeah, you're our little girl now and I'll be damned if some punk tried to take you from us." Michael laughed and I giggled a bit. "You're stuck with us."

"That doesn't sound too bad." I told them and then I pulled away. "Can I get the jacket back now? I'll give it to Jane tomorrow and she can give it to Jacob when she gets home." I said and Michael handed it to me.

"Go take a shower and we can go watch some movies while Luke rubs quarters against your neck. If the school sees your hickey they'll get upset, whether you wanted the thing or not." Michael told me and I nodded.

"What do the quarters do? Why do you need to rub them against my neck?" I asked them confused and they looked at each other briefly.

"It um, it makes the hickey go away love. It fades it out so it's not as prominent." Luke told me and I nodded.

"I see. How do you know this though? Did you just think, oh, if I rub a coin against my neck, maybe this bruise will go away." I said and they laughed.

"Let's just say that we weren't and aren't the most innocent boys ever and we weren't the most... well behaved." Michael said and I scrunched my nose up.

"Oh, ew. How does that work though, like guys don't have a-"

"Ah ah ah, go take a shower." Luke said, cutting me off and pointing in the direction towards the stairs. "You need to shower and get dressed in your sleeping clothes and we have popcorn to make."

"Can I just like come down in one of your shirts and some shorts because like I don't sleep with pants on. They irritate me for some reason." I said and Luke laughed.

"Go for it love, Michael never does either. Be careful though. It's the bottom drawer okay?" He said and I nodded. I went upstairs and then Michael began laughing loudly.

"She was going to ask you how gay sex works! Oh my god that's golden!" Michael said loudly and Luke groaned.

"She was going to ask us Michael. It's not just me here you doofus." Luke said and I laughed as I went to their room. I want a relationship like their's, it's adorable.

I looked at all the dressers and then went to one that was at the foot of the bed. I opened the bottom one and then blushed heavily as I immediately closed it.

Those were not shirts.

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"Hi Jacob." I said into the phone and he chuckled. "How's work?" I asked him.

"It's fine. A lot of nice people came in but a few were a bit rude because of my bright blue hair and piercings. Apparently it's not very Christian of me to look like this." He said and I laughed.

"I wouldn't know, I'm not really a huge follower of it." I told him and he hummed. "Where do you work anyways?" I asked him and he chuckled.

"Why?" He asked me and I shrugged. "It's a small diner by the ocean. It's really beautiful and it's quiet popular." He told me, avoiding the question but answering it asked the same time.

"The name boo boo, I want the name of the diner." I said and he laughed as I heard a foot stomp.

"The Sitting Shrimp. It's a weird name but it's like a seafood diner and you can sit there and chill. My aunt owns the place so I got a job real quickly and yeah." He told me and I chuckled.

"Shrimp don't sit, do they?" I asked strangely. "I mean, they walk and some swim. I don't think they sit."

"No darling, they do not sit." He said and I laughed. "My break just ended, I'll call you later or something."

"When do you get off?" I asked him and he said at ten. "Okay, I should be up. Call me." I told him and he laughed.

"Okay then. Bye Katelyn."

"Bye Jacob." I said and then he hung up. I turned my phone off and then giggled to myself.

The Sitting Shrimp. What a funny name for a diner.

I turned my phone back on and then quickly entered my pin. I went to my downloaded music and then I began to play the song Infinity by One Direction.

I hummed along and then set my phone down before I took Michael's shirt off. I kicked my shorts off after pulling them down and then I looked at the clock. It was nine o'clock so that meant an hour until he gets off.

An hour of doing nothing because Michael and Luke wanted to go to sleep early.

I kicked the clothes off of my bed and then took my bra off. I can't sleep with that thing on. I don't know anyone who can sleep with it on.

I pulled a blanket over me and then yawned slightly. I cuddled one of my pillows and hummed slightly as the chorus came up.

"How many nights does it take to count the stars? That's the time it would take to fix my heart."

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A loud ringing rang and I grabbed my phone. I answered it and I heard Jacob's voice. "Hey Katelyn, what's up?"

"Just listening to One Direction." I mumbled and put the phone on speaker because my arm was too tired to carry it. "Out of work now?" I asked him.

"Yep. Now I have to drive home, yippie." He said sarcastically and I laughed. "That's another detail I left out, I learned how to drive a week or two before my birthday. My tiny little car was my birthday present." He told me.

"That's nice." I said and chuckled lightly. "Now I know that you can drive me to the mall and pick me up from places." I told him.

"Maybe." He said and a car started. There was a bit of rustling and then I hummed. "You should go to sleep, there's school tomorrow and you need the beauty sleep."

"Are you calling me ugly?" I joked and we both laughed a bit. "I agree though I mean, this doesn't just happen you know." I told him and he hummed.

"I'll see you tomorrow then love. Goodnight." He said and then swore. "Christ grandma, maybe you should stay the fuck out of the road if you're going to run a red." He said angrily.

"Be careful, don't die on your way home." I said and he told me that he won't. "Goodnight Jacob." I yawned, cuddling my pillow again.

"Night Katelyn." He said and it went silent as I dozed back off into my dreams of Niall Horan and neon lights.

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Question of the chapter:

-Who ships Jacob and Katelyn?

Author's answer:

-hehe I do because I made the characters

Reader's answer:

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