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"So he's still too scared to tell Damien?" Claudia asked, looking up from her book Lola Rose</i>.
"Pretty much," Quinn replied, clicking her tongue.
"What is it with guys and their sexuality," Erin butted in,"It's like if they're gay all they care about is their ego!"
"He's not worried about his ego," Quinn corrected,"He's afraid of risking their friendship."
"Does anyone else know about your brother being gay?" Brianna asked, putting in a Paramore</i> CD.
"I told Joe," Quinn confessed,"But you know Joe won't be a heartless bastard. I can trust him with a secret."
"Good point," Brianna said before playing the music on the CD player. The remainder of the hour, the girls' conversations consisted of Tristan's love life.
"It'll take him forever to confess his dying love for Damien," Delancey giggled.
"I think they'll get together pretty soon," Quinn sung, a small smirk forming.
"How do you know?" Erin questioned, eyeing her suspiciously.
"You'll see," Quinn simple said, before running down the narrow stairs. She turned into her living room to see Tyler, Aaron and Marcus sitting around the coffee table playing a card game.
"Can you three do me a favour," she piped up, getting their attention,"Can you pop into Waitrose and get some stuff? I'm still tidying upstairs."
After finishing her sentence, she shoved a long list on the table before skipping up the steps, and turning into her room to see that the girls wee in the same places as before she left.
"Where's Liv and Ethan?" She asked, popping her head in slightly.
"At the park," Claudia mumbled, flicking over the page in her book.
"You guys should go keep an eye on them," Quinn suggested. At that being said, they pulled themselves up from the beanbags and sprinting out of the house. Quinn grinned smugly before tiptoeing across the landing.
She had walked straight past her brother's room, which was where Damien was and Tristan, who was tidying up the room.
"Do you want any help?" Damien offered, flicking his eyes up from a book.
"I'm ok," Tristan mumbles as a reply, focussing his eyes on the floor.
The boy was only tidying up to distract himself from his friend. He didn't want to ignore him, but how else was he supposed to deal with the fact that he was sexually attracted to the boy? The only thing that was torturous was that Damien decided to sit around the house shirtless. Just a single glance at his toned tan abdomen was enough to send a hurricane of dirty images to Tristan's brain.
"Tristan," Damien started,"You OK?"
Tristan felt a fiery blush travel to his face before muttering,"Yeah."
But Damien was had gotten up from his spot, placing his book down, before standing right in Tristan's personal space, twisting the smaller boy around by his belt, making the boy gasp at the sudden movement.
"You're face is gone really red," Damien sighed, his breath tickling Tristan's neck, which made him blush even more,"Are you sure you're feeling OK?"
"I'm fine," Tristan chuckled uneasily, stepping back before desperately find something to tidy. Luckily, Damien had chosen to ignore the blush and sat back down on the beanbag, his hands resting behind his head. His eyes decided to trail over the other boy's back.
Little did Tristan know that the other had similar feelings for him. Yup, Damien was going tyhrough the exact same crisis and dealt with it by admiring his friend from afar. Plus, after Damien had his fantasies about the boy, he'd tell himself that he'd only want to be friends. After all, the thought of Tristan returning the feelings just seemed so cliche.
As Tristan bent down to pick up some sheets, Damien let his eyes travel to the boy's ass, licking his lips in one quick motion. How tempting it was to just walk over there and grab that sweet, little ass. His eyes lingered there for a moment until they moved down to the thighs, letting out a groan of agonising need. What he'd give to have those legs wrapped around his waist!
What neither boy knew, was that Quinn was tieing a mistletoe on the top of the doorframe, before tiptoeing into her room.
"I might go hang around with Lloyd and Aaron down the park," Damien stated politely,"You coming along?"
"I gotta tidy up," Tristan said hurriedly, not making eye contact. With nothing else said, Damien left the room and down the stairs to the front door when Brianna and Scott entered the house, snow dusted on them and Brianna, limped inside with her skateboard tucked under her arm.
"Who on earth is stupid enough to build a snowman in the middle of a staeboarding ramp?" she grumbled, limping painfully to the stairs.
"Who knows," Scott chuckled,"But I know you're not going to make it upstairs with your ankle."
"I'll crawl up if I have to," Brianna persisted, making it to the first step before stumbling back, falling onto Scott.
"If you're asking for a death wish you could," Scott said before picking her up in his arms and carrying her upstairs.
"I'm not some pathetic wimp who needs rescuing," she scoffed as a reply, crossing her arms and sulking.
"True," Scott admitted, smirking,"But you're too stubborn for your own liking."
When they made it up the stairs, Tristan came out of his room with a basket of more washing and walked right into them, sending them flying onto the floor.
"Sorry guys," Tristan apologised, chuckling nervously,"Didn't see you there."
"Tristan," the other two grumbled, pulling themselves up off the floor. The boy had rushed off before they had a chance to yell at him.
Brianna went to walk away when she stumbled back into Scott again. Unfortunately, they both fell into Tristan's room with a loud thump.
"I think I should just go sit in Quinn's room," Brianna groaned as she went to stand up, but soon stopped when Scott had a mysterious grin on his face.
"What are you smiling about?" Brianna asked, narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously. She flicked her eyes up to the ceiling to see the little leaf of mistletoe hanging above them.
"Oh, the flipping mistle-," she started, but she was stopped by Scott's lips pressing onto hers. She sat there wide-eyed for a moment before kissing back with a lot of strength, leaving the blonde boy now wide-eyed.
Quinn mentally cursed, balling her hands into fists. Her plan hadn't gone very well.
As the day progressed, she got more and more annoyed with the fact that she still couldn't catch her brother and his crush under the mistletoe. The only people that got caught under the mistletoe was Brianna and Scott, her and Joe twice, Liv and Ethan 3 times and Delancey and Tyler. Plus, she accidentally shoved Erin under a mistletoe with her cousin Marcus. Boy was Erin pissy about that!
By seven o' clock, most of the teenagers was back and had now gone upstairs after eating dinner and had turned the music up full blast. The only people downstairs were Quinn, Claudia, Gareth, Lloyd and Aaron.
"You've tried how many times?" Claudia asked, raising an eyebrow as she flicked the kettle on.
"5 times!" Quinn emclaimed, throwing the packet of marshmallows on the counter.
"You're trying too hard to get your bro and Damien together," Gareth pointed out, placing cups down on the counter.
"Why did you tell Gareth about it Claudia?" Quinn sighed, annoyance lacing in her tone as she pulled out the hot chocolate powder.
"It slipped out," Claudia whined,"I'm sorry, but Gareth has promised not to say anything!"
Quinn sighed again as she placed a can of whipped cream on the counter.
"Look, just tell them," Claudia suggested, placing 15 cups on the island in the middle of the kitchen.
"Tristan told me to stay out of it," Quinn stated,"So I'm trying to plan it out so he can't blame me."
The conversation ended at that and they continued to make hot chocolate. If Quinn was going to plan any more stunts, she'd have to have hot chocolate, with whipping cream and marshmallows. (xD)
As soon as she had finished making her hot drink, she was about to pick it up when Lloyd barged into the kitchen and snatched her cup and another full one off of the island.
"Thank you!" Lloyd chirped, smirking wickedly as he retreated from the kitchen quickly.
"Oi" Quinn exclaimed,"That was mine you prick!"
Claudia and Gareth giggled, picking up their own beverages and Quinn had to make another drink for herself.
Lloyd had settled on the beanbag in the living room with Aaron, giving the other boy the spare mug.
"Thanks," Aaron chuckled, taking a sip of the chocolatey drink,"But you do realise that Quinn is gonna be pissy with you."
"I guessed," Lloyd laughed as a reply. He looked away quickly when he caught Aaron's eye looking right into his. The boy was determined to keep telling himself that he wasn't gay, but when he was around Aaron, it made him doubt his sexuality big time! Mind you, Aaron was a very attractive guy. His black hair was sexily tousled, his perfectly muscular body, the soft tanned skin. But the one thing that really got Lloyd was his dark, smoky eyes that always seemed to look right through him.
Without thinking, Lloyd grabbed his mug and took a large gulp of the hot chocolate, scolding his mouth.
"Gah!" he exclaimed, immediately covering his mouth with his hands. His mouth felt like it was practically on fire, steam being breathed out of his mouth. However, the air didn't cool it down, not even slightly.
"You're not supposed to gulp it down you twonk," Aaron exclaimed in worry, watching him with concerned eyes. He still coudn't help but chuckle when Lloyd kept trying to breath the steam out and waving his hands about like a six year old.
"Push off," Lloyd replied, struggling to speak with his burning tongue.
"Stay still you fool," Aaron muttered before cupping his face firmly in his hands and kissing the boy forcefully.
'What is he doing!?'</i> Lloyd thought to himself, his eyes wide, frozen in his seat. He sudenly felt a tongue glide into his mouth, invading every scolded area, massaging his tongue ever so gently. After a few more second, Lloyd gave in to the oddly nice sensation, his eyes fluttering closed as he kissed the boy back.
"can you guys take these drinks up.." Quinn started but stopped when she spotted them in the midst of a heated kiss.
They soon pulled away, Lloyd speaking first.
"You just kissed me," he gasped, his eyes now wide out of either horror or shock, or both,"With your tongue!"
"You seemed to like it seeing as you kissed me back," Aaron tormented, a sexy smirk playing on his lips.
"Well the rules were that you only had to kiss them on the lips, you didn't have make out!" Quinn stated with a giggle.
Neither boy knew what she was on about until they looked up and saw the cursed mistletoe. At that, a violent blush instantly appeared on both of their faces. Quinn just walked back into the kitchen in a fit of giggles.
"What's so funny?" Claudia asked as she sipped her hot chocolate.
"Let's just say Aaron helped Lloyd cool his mouth down after gulping his hot chocolate!" Quinn laughed wildly, clutching her stomach. This immediately made Claudia and Gareth laugh aswell.
"Seems Lloyd and Aaron have no problem admitting to their feelings," Claduia said as the laughing had worn down, though she was still stifling her giggles.
"If only you could just leave you brother and Damien in a room alone and let everything fall into place," Gareth stated, finshing his hot chocolate.
Quinn grinned widely like a chesire cat before piping up,"That's it!"
"What?" Claudia asked while she swallowed the chocolatey liquid.
"I know how to get the lovebirds together," she exclaimed in delight, before skiping out of the room into the living room and past the two boys who were in the middle of a now violent kiss.
Quinn cackled lowly to herself, rubbig her palms together before bouncing up the steps like a kangaroo. All she needed was everything to fall into place.
"Pretty much," Quinn replied, clicking her tongue.
"What is it with guys and their sexuality," Erin butted in,"It's like if they're gay all they care about is their ego!"
"He's not worried about his ego," Quinn corrected,"He's afraid of risking their friendship."
"Does anyone else know about your brother being gay?" Brianna asked, putting in a Paramore</i> CD.
"I told Joe," Quinn confessed,"But you know Joe won't be a heartless bastard. I can trust him with a secret."
"Good point," Brianna said before playing the music on the CD player. The remainder of the hour, the girls' conversations consisted of Tristan's love life.
"It'll take him forever to confess his dying love for Damien," Delancey giggled.
"I think they'll get together pretty soon," Quinn sung, a small smirk forming.
"How do you know?" Erin questioned, eyeing her suspiciously.
"You'll see," Quinn simple said, before running down the narrow stairs. She turned into her living room to see Tyler, Aaron and Marcus sitting around the coffee table playing a card game.
"Can you three do me a favour," she piped up, getting their attention,"Can you pop into Waitrose and get some stuff? I'm still tidying upstairs."
After finishing her sentence, she shoved a long list on the table before skipping up the steps, and turning into her room to see that the girls wee in the same places as before she left.
"Where's Liv and Ethan?" She asked, popping her head in slightly.
"At the park," Claudia mumbled, flicking over the page in her book.
"You guys should go keep an eye on them," Quinn suggested. At that being said, they pulled themselves up from the beanbags and sprinting out of the house. Quinn grinned smugly before tiptoeing across the landing.
She had walked straight past her brother's room, which was where Damien was and Tristan, who was tidying up the room.
"Do you want any help?" Damien offered, flicking his eyes up from a book.
"I'm ok," Tristan mumbles as a reply, focussing his eyes on the floor.
The boy was only tidying up to distract himself from his friend. He didn't want to ignore him, but how else was he supposed to deal with the fact that he was sexually attracted to the boy? The only thing that was torturous was that Damien decided to sit around the house shirtless. Just a single glance at his toned tan abdomen was enough to send a hurricane of dirty images to Tristan's brain.
"Tristan," Damien started,"You OK?"
Tristan felt a fiery blush travel to his face before muttering,"Yeah."
But Damien was had gotten up from his spot, placing his book down, before standing right in Tristan's personal space, twisting the smaller boy around by his belt, making the boy gasp at the sudden movement.
"You're face is gone really red," Damien sighed, his breath tickling Tristan's neck, which made him blush even more,"Are you sure you're feeling OK?"
"I'm fine," Tristan chuckled uneasily, stepping back before desperately find something to tidy. Luckily, Damien had chosen to ignore the blush and sat back down on the beanbag, his hands resting behind his head. His eyes decided to trail over the other boy's back.
Little did Tristan know that the other had similar feelings for him. Yup, Damien was going tyhrough the exact same crisis and dealt with it by admiring his friend from afar. Plus, after Damien had his fantasies about the boy, he'd tell himself that he'd only want to be friends. After all, the thought of Tristan returning the feelings just seemed so cliche.
As Tristan bent down to pick up some sheets, Damien let his eyes travel to the boy's ass, licking his lips in one quick motion. How tempting it was to just walk over there and grab that sweet, little ass. His eyes lingered there for a moment until they moved down to the thighs, letting out a groan of agonising need. What he'd give to have those legs wrapped around his waist!
What neither boy knew, was that Quinn was tieing a mistletoe on the top of the doorframe, before tiptoeing into her room.
"I might go hang around with Lloyd and Aaron down the park," Damien stated politely,"You coming along?"
"I gotta tidy up," Tristan said hurriedly, not making eye contact. With nothing else said, Damien left the room and down the stairs to the front door when Brianna and Scott entered the house, snow dusted on them and Brianna, limped inside with her skateboard tucked under her arm.
"Who on earth is stupid enough to build a snowman in the middle of a staeboarding ramp?" she grumbled, limping painfully to the stairs.
"Who knows," Scott chuckled,"But I know you're not going to make it upstairs with your ankle."
"I'll crawl up if I have to," Brianna persisted, making it to the first step before stumbling back, falling onto Scott.
"If you're asking for a death wish you could," Scott said before picking her up in his arms and carrying her upstairs.
"I'm not some pathetic wimp who needs rescuing," she scoffed as a reply, crossing her arms and sulking.
"True," Scott admitted, smirking,"But you're too stubborn for your own liking."
When they made it up the stairs, Tristan came out of his room with a basket of more washing and walked right into them, sending them flying onto the floor.
"Sorry guys," Tristan apologised, chuckling nervously,"Didn't see you there."
"Tristan," the other two grumbled, pulling themselves up off the floor. The boy had rushed off before they had a chance to yell at him.
Brianna went to walk away when she stumbled back into Scott again. Unfortunately, they both fell into Tristan's room with a loud thump.
"I think I should just go sit in Quinn's room," Brianna groaned as she went to stand up, but soon stopped when Scott had a mysterious grin on his face.
"What are you smiling about?" Brianna asked, narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously. She flicked her eyes up to the ceiling to see the little leaf of mistletoe hanging above them.
"Oh, the flipping mistle-," she started, but she was stopped by Scott's lips pressing onto hers. She sat there wide-eyed for a moment before kissing back with a lot of strength, leaving the blonde boy now wide-eyed.
Quinn mentally cursed, balling her hands into fists. Her plan hadn't gone very well.
As the day progressed, she got more and more annoyed with the fact that she still couldn't catch her brother and his crush under the mistletoe. The only people that got caught under the mistletoe was Brianna and Scott, her and Joe twice, Liv and Ethan 3 times and Delancey and Tyler. Plus, she accidentally shoved Erin under a mistletoe with her cousin Marcus. Boy was Erin pissy about that!
By seven o' clock, most of the teenagers was back and had now gone upstairs after eating dinner and had turned the music up full blast. The only people downstairs were Quinn, Claudia, Gareth, Lloyd and Aaron.
"You've tried how many times?" Claudia asked, raising an eyebrow as she flicked the kettle on.
"5 times!" Quinn emclaimed, throwing the packet of marshmallows on the counter.
"You're trying too hard to get your bro and Damien together," Gareth pointed out, placing cups down on the counter.
"Why did you tell Gareth about it Claudia?" Quinn sighed, annoyance lacing in her tone as she pulled out the hot chocolate powder.
"It slipped out," Claudia whined,"I'm sorry, but Gareth has promised not to say anything!"
Quinn sighed again as she placed a can of whipped cream on the counter.
"Look, just tell them," Claudia suggested, placing 15 cups on the island in the middle of the kitchen.
"Tristan told me to stay out of it," Quinn stated,"So I'm trying to plan it out so he can't blame me."
The conversation ended at that and they continued to make hot chocolate. If Quinn was going to plan any more stunts, she'd have to have hot chocolate, with whipping cream and marshmallows. (xD)
As soon as she had finished making her hot drink, she was about to pick it up when Lloyd barged into the kitchen and snatched her cup and another full one off of the island.
"Thank you!" Lloyd chirped, smirking wickedly as he retreated from the kitchen quickly.
"Oi" Quinn exclaimed,"That was mine you prick!"
Claudia and Gareth giggled, picking up their own beverages and Quinn had to make another drink for herself.
Lloyd had settled on the beanbag in the living room with Aaron, giving the other boy the spare mug.
"Thanks," Aaron chuckled, taking a sip of the chocolatey drink,"But you do realise that Quinn is gonna be pissy with you."
"I guessed," Lloyd laughed as a reply. He looked away quickly when he caught Aaron's eye looking right into his. The boy was determined to keep telling himself that he wasn't gay, but when he was around Aaron, it made him doubt his sexuality big time! Mind you, Aaron was a very attractive guy. His black hair was sexily tousled, his perfectly muscular body, the soft tanned skin. But the one thing that really got Lloyd was his dark, smoky eyes that always seemed to look right through him.
Without thinking, Lloyd grabbed his mug and took a large gulp of the hot chocolate, scolding his mouth.
"Gah!" he exclaimed, immediately covering his mouth with his hands. His mouth felt like it was practically on fire, steam being breathed out of his mouth. However, the air didn't cool it down, not even slightly.
"You're not supposed to gulp it down you twonk," Aaron exclaimed in worry, watching him with concerned eyes. He still coudn't help but chuckle when Lloyd kept trying to breath the steam out and waving his hands about like a six year old.
"Push off," Lloyd replied, struggling to speak with his burning tongue.
"Stay still you fool," Aaron muttered before cupping his face firmly in his hands and kissing the boy forcefully.
'What is he doing!?'</i> Lloyd thought to himself, his eyes wide, frozen in his seat. He sudenly felt a tongue glide into his mouth, invading every scolded area, massaging his tongue ever so gently. After a few more second, Lloyd gave in to the oddly nice sensation, his eyes fluttering closed as he kissed the boy back.
"can you guys take these drinks up.." Quinn started but stopped when she spotted them in the midst of a heated kiss.
They soon pulled away, Lloyd speaking first.
"You just kissed me," he gasped, his eyes now wide out of either horror or shock, or both,"With your tongue!"
"You seemed to like it seeing as you kissed me back," Aaron tormented, a sexy smirk playing on his lips.
"Well the rules were that you only had to kiss them on the lips, you didn't have make out!" Quinn stated with a giggle.
Neither boy knew what she was on about until they looked up and saw the cursed mistletoe. At that, a violent blush instantly appeared on both of their faces. Quinn just walked back into the kitchen in a fit of giggles.
"What's so funny?" Claudia asked as she sipped her hot chocolate.
"Let's just say Aaron helped Lloyd cool his mouth down after gulping his hot chocolate!" Quinn laughed wildly, clutching her stomach. This immediately made Claudia and Gareth laugh aswell.
"Seems Lloyd and Aaron have no problem admitting to their feelings," Claduia said as the laughing had worn down, though she was still stifling her giggles.
"If only you could just leave you brother and Damien in a room alone and let everything fall into place," Gareth stated, finshing his hot chocolate.
Quinn grinned widely like a chesire cat before piping up,"That's it!"
"What?" Claudia asked while she swallowed the chocolatey liquid.
"I know how to get the lovebirds together," she exclaimed in delight, before skiping out of the room into the living room and past the two boys who were in the middle of a now violent kiss.
Quinn cackled lowly to herself, rubbig her palms together before bouncing up the steps like a kangaroo. All she needed was everything to fall into place.
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Cliffy!! I finally finished this! I thought it was going to take forever to finish this but i'm happy with it now! I pray I only write one more chapter now. Unfortunately, it might not be done until after christmas which really peeves me! Oh well, happy holidays peoples! © 2009 - 2024 mizz4getful
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