"You know this is the biggest cliche ever."

Rhys pulls back from the crook of my neck and continues to rub circles on the skin of my thighs. His eyes glimmer with mischief at the situation he managed to convince me into. Releastically it wasn't that hard with a few words and teasing touches lead me to follow him into a bathroom.

"You secretly love it," He whispers, teeth gently sinking into my bottom lip that makes me arch inti him. However he pulls back to drive me up the wall with his teasing and as I wack his chest he laughs. "Oh, how that hurt."

"Stop teasing me or I actually will make it hurt."

Slowly my hand glides down his chest towards his belt which I tug on, hoping he'll get the meaning. Rhys looks down with parted lips and chuckles lightly. He cups my cheek, thumb grazing my bottom lip with a cheeky grin.

"Your cheeks are flushed, pupils dilated and you're practically a second skin to me at the moment," Rhys lists as he drops his hand to my plaid top, unbuttoning it from the bottom up. "I won't stop teasing because it reminds me that you're mine and as long as you have this reaction, you feel something."

I stop his hands from unbuttoning it any further. "I'm starting to feel a little ripped off that you can come to that conclusion when I can't tell the same for you."

"It's simple."

"Care to explain for the simple folk?" He drops his hands to rest beside me on the vanity.

"You aren't simple."

"I'm not smart either so spill."

"You are smart."

"Rhys!"

He captures my hand, slipping it underneath his shirt. "Do you remember all the times you said my hands or body were cold? It's because I had nothing to react to, I learnt to turn off my emotions which didn't cause my body to heat up."

My heart beats faster as I drag my hand down the length of his heated chest. He's warm, scolding hot in temperature and if what he says is biologically possible than I must make him feel something. I lean forward and gently kiss him.

However it quickly turns heated. I re-wrap my legs around his waist to pull him closer and run my fingers through his hair. Rhys' fingers finish unbuttoning my plaid top, pushing the black tank up to expose my stomach. I try to remain calm when he reaches the edge of my bra but my heart feels close to exploding.

"Can I?" He breaks the kiss to check that I'm okay with this.

Nodding I unwind my arms in order to remove both of my tops leaving me in a bra and shorts. His eyes stay locked on mine until he reaches back to remove his shirt with one hand. As the fabric drops to the floor with mine he buries his head in the crook of my neck.

I close my eyes, leaning back as he gently presses down on my stomach. His lips leave wet kisses down to my collar bone, continuing their path of fire down to the cup of my bra. The sudden feeling of his tongue has my hand shooting out to tug at his hair knowing that it definitely felt good by the goosebumps.

Just breathe.

"Rhys." I whisper, feeling light headed by the contact.

He pulls back up, fingers fiddling with the bottom of my bra. "Is everything okay? Too soon?"

"Stop taking it easy," His eyebrows furrow and I place my spare hand on his right. With the boldest move in my life I lift it higher watching his reaction. "I'll tell you if it goes too far, I promise but right now I want as much as you as I can handle."

My head drops back in shock at the pressure of his hand and the force of his lips on my neck again. I moan, continuing to play with his hair as he dips his hand underneath the cotton material. A sudden tug of his hair gets a low moan and a buck of his hips against mine.

"Yo, I need to piss!"

The thudding noise against the door snaps me back to reality while Rhys seems to be focused on groping me. I bite my lip to hold back the moans filled with excitement of what's happening until the banging continues consistently.

"Okay Rhys there's someone-"

"I know." I jolt at the bite left to my collar bone.

My eyes struggle to open and stay focused at the basic instinct to hold him closer. "We can't do this in a bathroom, that's too tacky for me."

Rhys withdrawals and steps back while leaning against the tiled wall. His hands are pinned behind his head as he closes his eyes. I slide down from the counter noticing the rate of his rapidly rising and falling chest.

"Are you okay?"

"Put your shirt back on, " I furrow my eyebrows in confusion until his eyes open. "Otherwise we aren't leaving the bathroom so please just listen to me."

Oh. I pick up my tank top, hauling it over the top of my head and opting to tie my plaid shirt around my waist to cool down. Rhys has his back to me by the time I'm done. Gathering his shirt I turn it back inside the right way before tapping his shoulder.

"You might want to put this on," He takes his shirt and I shamelessly check him out. "Even though I don't mind the view."

Rhys pulls it on over his head and secures his arm around my waist when I try to back up. "You're so beautiful it drives me insane."

"Hurry the fuck up!"

I roll my eyes and take his hand before unlocking the door. Rhys' hands stay on my waist as the guy stumbles back and scrunches up his nose in shock. "Sorry for the wait. My girlfriends a light weight so you may find some vomit on the floor still."

Catching onto his act I sway slightly. "I don't feel too good."

"Oh shit. Sorry."

We manage to escape away and downstairs before I let out a laugh. Rhys pulls me back tighter to blow a raspberry into my neck when I spot Taylor rubbing the front of her white crop top. She's grumbling under her breathe and I pull away from his arms to see what happened.

"What's wrong?"

Her eyes are glassed over and I take her by the elbow to get away from the crowded hall. We slip into the laundry and I scan the red staining her top, making the matching bra stand out. Why she would wear a red bra beneath a white shirt has me confused but I don't question it.

"I messed up. I was trying to talk to this girl when her ex boyfriend came over all macho," She bites the corner of her lip to hide the sniffle. "He called us dykes among other things then knocked my drink into me saying something crude that only a guy can get you that-"

She stops her rant when Rhys appears in the door frame. "Is she okay?"

"Just some guy being a jerk," I deadpan, she wipes her eyes and I exhale. "Was what he called you the thing that upset you or the fact you like that person?"

I speak in code so I don't out her to Rhys who she glances to with a shake of her head. "I like them."

"Okay so we can fix this. Rhys block the door please," I motion for him to turn around and he furrows his eyebrows. Untying the shirt from my waist I hold it out. "Put it on then act as if everything is fine and it will be."

Rhys turns around and she quickly pulls her wet shirt off. I take it, dumping the ruined material into a bin bag resting near the door. By the time she has it buttoned up I reach out to wipe away the smudged make up for her.

"Thank you."

"You told me that you wished you could have what Rhys and I have," I whisper although I'm certain he heard by the subtle turn in his head. "I want you to and I would do anything to help."

Smiling softly she nods. "God I love you."

"Much appreciated," I grin and watch her slide past Rhys who spins around with a raised eyebrow. "She told me that the day we first kissed."

"That we were inspirations for her own love life?"

"It's kind of flattering when you think about it."

He pecks my lips, lingering for a moment before capturing them completely. "Well look at the happy couple!"

Pulling back I blink a few times seeing Julia smiling enthusiastically at us. I shift stances as her eyes flicker between us until they finally land on Rhys. When they linger a little too long a spike of jealously sparks through me.

"How is your boyfriend?" I try to get her attention away from Rhys and she tilts her head before looking to me. "I mean that's one of the main reasons you had the glowstick party, to play matchmaker in a way."

Her eyes cut me like a sharp knife as shs purses her lips. "Considering he's the main reason I'm drinking right now - I was hoping to find Rhys for old times sake to take my mind off it but he's taken apparently."

Old times sake? I glance to Rhys who winches at her words, looking purely uncomfortable. He's not experienced with girls, one was bordeline stalker and the other was an innocent thing. Judging by Julia's lustful gaze, she wasn't the innocent and she would never obsess over a guy.

She isn't that desperate to stalk a guy because she had them lining up for blocks when we went to the same school. Which leaves one option.

"You two. . ." I point between them and she laughs with a shrug.

"I'm surprised he didn't tell you that I was his first time and it was in this exact same house. Blake's a mutual friend," My lips part and I try not to react negatively. "Maybe he was worried you wouldn't handle it well."

"That girl Lachlan was describing was Julia? As in someone I've known since primary school," Rhys nods and Julia laughs like she doesn't see anything wrong with the current situation. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well. He probably didn't want you to know that everything he does when you guys are intimate can be put down to me," She explains, taking a swig from the beer bottle in her hand and pushing off the door frame. "I changed him from a shuttering virgin to what I would say is the best lay imaginable, then again you wouldn't have had that experience yet. Would you?"

"That's enough. You need to leave, now."

Julia pouts. "Why would I when your girlfriend has been left in the dark for so long? Do you want to know the full story?"

The full story? I glance to Rhys who moves quickly to remove her from the room but I call out to stop him. "Let her say what she wants first. I can handle it."

He tenses and Julia snorts, stepping aside to look me in the eyes. Rhys wouldn't ever tell me about this because he thinks it's going to hurt me. I'm not a fool to know he had been with someone before hand but knowing it was Julia - a person I was close to - threw me off a little bit.

"I have to admit you're not as much as a coward as I thought. But your boyfriends first time was in the upstairs bathroom," I feel a wave of nausea hit me as I see Rhys slouch against the wall, rubbing his face. "From there we continued almost weekly for about four months until I noticed how much he was pushing me away. Turns out he had a crush on the girl in our art class, I kept an eye out and what a coincidence that was you in his sketches."

I feel the wind get knocked out of me as I look to Rhys. He's not looking at me which leaves me feeling like I'm sinking in a pool of doubt. He really had a crush on me, even when he had someone like Julia by his side.  Forget that, he drew me and infront of his hookup buddy.

Ouch.

"Is that true?"

Rhys nods and finally looks up. "I cancelled everything with Julia so I would be able to pursue you. Not long after that she moved schools with a wounded pride."

"Looks like you got what you wanted," She sneers and smiles maliciously at me. "He isn't suitable for you and will bring nothing but trouble your way. I could handle myself because I have a backbone while your conscious will eat away at you because you care too much."

"Julia-"

"See! I told you she was too sensitive and that eventually she was just going to get hurt," I try not to let her words get to me and keep my facial expression neutral. "If I was you I would run for the hills. He's not worth it."

I feel a lump in my throat, more over the comment I made in the bathroom. Rhys lost his virginity in there. I don't know why but I feel betrayed in some aspect that he took me in there with the intent to make out, hell he got to second base with me in there.

Yet he lost his virginity there. There's some skin crawling visuals flashing in my mind and to avoid them I brush past a smirking Julia. I run my hand through my hair, focusing on the lack of oxygen in the house and seeking refuge in the backyard.

Ignoring the sign that asks to stay out of the backyard, I slide the door across and slip out. I take in the much needed fresh air while approaching the railing. Until the pressure returns at the body laying on the grass.

"Kira!"

I glance at Rhys who edges out onto the deck I rush down the stairs, swinging myself around the railing to approach the immobile body. My eyes flicker to the rock resting inches from the stilled hand, noticing the substance coating it in the deck light.

"Call an ambulance," I snap, dropping down when I notice the darker patch on the girls head. The red plaid has my throat seizing up and as I pull the shoulder closer to me, I scream. "Now!"

There's four more chapters left of this then the epilogue. Also I'm thinking about releasing a part from Kryptonite  (aka the sequel) in the next update. Would anyone like that?

Question; general thoughts on this chapter?

Thoughts? Feelings? Predictions?

-inspiredrlh 💕