Incidental
Drunk
SAM
Bowling turns out to be pretty fun. Harry eventually joined us and acted like a normal human being for once.
"I'm sorry for Holly's behavior." He apologizes.
I laugh. "Don't apologize for her."
"Well, she certainly won't."
I shrug. "Whatever, I'm not going to cry over her."
"Anyone hungry?" Cade asks.
"Not really." I sigh.
"I'm good, mate." Harry answers. "I should probably head back and see how the Queen is." "Whipped!" I mock.
"Hey now!" Harry warns with a smile. "I'll catch you two later."
Cade and I both say our goodbyes before heading out to his car. "So, if you are not hungry. What would you like to do?"
I hum, taking his hand. "We could go back to my place."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"Your place it is." He nods, opening the car door for me. The drive isn't long and for whatever reason I'm anxious to get Cade alone. I offer him in and watch he instantly gravitate to the couch. I drop my purse on the coffee table and plop down next to Cade. He places his arm around me, pulling me in.
"Thanks for taking Holly in stride today."
I shrug. "No big deal."
"It is. I knew how she would act but I was praying she wouldn't." He continues.
"Cade." I stop him, placing my hand under his chin. "It's not a big deal."
He smiles, dipping his face down closer to mine. I reach up and place my lips against his with much eagerness. Cade responds and adds a bit more passion. I slip into his lap, placing my hands at the back of his neck. His tongue slips into my mouth, and quickly over powers mine. The taste of mint swirls about my mouth as I fall deeper into his spell. Cade breaks away, placing his forehead against mine. "Easy babe. I want to take things slow."
I sigh deeply, feeling a bit of disappointment but utmost agree. I smile and kiss him gently before falling to his side.
"Are you mad?" He asks cautiously.
"Absolutely not." I smile. "I will do whatever it takes."
He takes my hand and brings it to his lips.
How could I be mad at Cade for wanting to see things out. I should be thanking him for keeping me in check and saving me from hurt. I cuddle into his side, taking in his scent. Everything felt right with Cade and damn if I wanted to tell him...
"Say it."
"Huh? What?" I jump slightly.
"Say what you are thinking." He pokes, turning off the television.
"Wait, are you sure?"
He laughs, turning towards me. "Yes."
I take a deep breath. "Every thing feels right with you."
He scrunches his brow.
"I mean," I continue. "You make me extremely happy and I don't want to lose that. I know we are young but honestly Cade, I could see myself spending the rest of my life with you. If you don't feel the same, that's ok but I honestly don't want to lose your company."
A smile spreads across his face making me feel at ease. "Yes, we are young but I don't want to lose what we have either. It's why I'm taking this a bit slow. I don't want to screw things up." "You are not going too." I assure.
"How are you so sure? I'm a guy."
I laugh. "I just am."
He smiles before swooping in to kiss me.
Our sweet moment is interrupted by Harry barging through my door.
"Styles! What the hell?" Cade jumps up.
I grab hold of Cade, slowing his roll.
"Harry, how did the hell did you get here?" Cade demands.
"I walked." He slurs.
"Are you drunk?" I ask obviously.
"Smart girl." He points, swishing a bottle around.
"What's wrong?" I press.
"Oh nothing."
"Styles." Cade growls.
"Fine! If you want to know so fucking bad. I'll tell you!" He shouts. "Holly left me. She fucking left me for Nolan fucking Smead."
I watch Cade's shoulders slump in sympathy. "Styles, man. I'm so sorry."
He laughs. "Fuck her."
"Well, would you like to join us?" I ask.
"Why thank you Sam, I would."
"Sam." Cade speaks through gritted teeth.
"He just needs some friends right now." I swat. "Can I get you anything?" I ask, turning my attention to Harry.
"How about some water?" Cade quickly adds.
Harry nods lazily as I make my way to the kitchen. Cade follows closely behind, grabbing a cup from the cabinet.
"He's not staying here." He warns.
"We can't just kick him out, he's drunk."
"Yes, and that is the exact reason why he is not staying."
"Cade." I scorn.
"You don't know Styles when he is drunk, I do."
I sigh. "I'm sure you are overreacting."
"Sam, please." Cade begs.
"Fine, but we are not kicking him out." I say handing him the water. "Your friend is waiting."
I stay in the kitchen hearing Cade offer Harry the water. Harry rumbles on about how he feels 'betrayed' and how he 'should have known'. I hear his voice crack and instantly my heart pours out for him. Harry, this rugged, smart ass guy feeling emotion before his friend. I slowly walk into the room catching Harry wiping harshly at his face. Cade sighs.
"Well, Sam said you are more than welcomed to stay here tonight."
"Thanks." Harry wide eyes. "I think I just need to sleep it off."
"Of course." I chime in. "Follow me and I'll show you to the spare."
Harry gets up to two wobbly legs. Cade steadies him in the process, grabs the bottle. I lead him down the hallway into the spare bed room, pulling back the covers on the small twin size bed.
"It's all I have for now." I shrug.
"It will do." He smiles lazily. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Harry." I file out of the room, turning off the light before closing the door behind me.
Cade stands in the hallway, arms crossed across his chest. I meet him, standing up on my toes to give his a kiss.
"I'm not happy." He groans.
"Nothing happened. We solved the problem and essentially sent him to bed like he was our child."
Cade pinches the bridge of his nose. "Don't refer Harry as our child, please."
I laugh. "Come on, Cade. Loosen up."
"You'll get "loosen up"!" He pounces, wrapping his arms around me.
I laugh within his embrace, placing my arms atop of his. He walks us back to the living room where we fall back onto the couch.
"You're too good to Styles."
I shrug. "A little 'tlc' never hurt anyone."
"Yeah, well. Just be careful with him."
"Cade, seriously nothing--"
"Can you just nod your head and appease me?" He asks hushing my lips. I nod my head before leaning up for a kiss. A mischievous smile spreads across Cade's face and I can tell the wheels are turning in his head.
"You know, we could keep Harry up all night."
"Why would we do that? How could we do th--Ooh, oh! Cade!"
His laughter rings throughout the apartment.
"I thought we were going slow?"
"We are, we are. I'm just being an ass towards Styles." He continues to laugh.
I shake my head. "Boys."
"Do you know how many nights I had to listen to them?"
"La la la la, nope. Don't want to hear it!" I protest, mockingly covering my ears. "I'd wake up with the pillows still on top of my head."
"Poor thing." I sigh.
"Yeah, but I survived." He cheeses, standing up. He ushers me up off the couch and leads me into the bedroom. I quickly get changed and slide into bed waiting for Cade's company. His arms find my waist as he makes himself comfortable. I settle down into the pillow and close my eyes. The only thing left I can hear is the subtle breath that falls from Cade's lips as he sleeps behind me. And that is perfect.
Bowling turns out to be pretty fun. Harry eventually joined us and acted like a normal human being for once.
"I'm sorry for Holly's behavior." He apologizes.
I laugh. "Don't apologize for her."
"Well, she certainly won't."
I shrug. "Whatever, I'm not going to cry over her."
"Anyone hungry?" Cade asks.
"Not really." I sigh.
"I'm good, mate." Harry answers. "I should probably head back and see how the Queen is." "Whipped!" I mock.
"Hey now!" Harry warns with a smile. "I'll catch you two later."
Cade and I both say our goodbyes before heading out to his car. "So, if you are not hungry. What would you like to do?"
I hum, taking his hand. "We could go back to my place."
"Oh?"
"Yes."
"Your place it is." He nods, opening the car door for me. The drive isn't long and for whatever reason I'm anxious to get Cade alone. I offer him in and watch he instantly gravitate to the couch. I drop my purse on the coffee table and plop down next to Cade. He places his arm around me, pulling me in.
"Thanks for taking Holly in stride today."
I shrug. "No big deal."
"It is. I knew how she would act but I was praying she wouldn't." He continues.
"Cade." I stop him, placing my hand under his chin. "It's not a big deal."
He smiles, dipping his face down closer to mine. I reach up and place my lips against his with much eagerness. Cade responds and adds a bit more passion. I slip into his lap, placing my hands at the back of his neck. His tongue slips into my mouth, and quickly over powers mine. The taste of mint swirls about my mouth as I fall deeper into his spell. Cade breaks away, placing his forehead against mine. "Easy babe. I want to take things slow."
I sigh deeply, feeling a bit of disappointment but utmost agree. I smile and kiss him gently before falling to his side.
"Are you mad?" He asks cautiously.
"Absolutely not." I smile. "I will do whatever it takes."
He takes my hand and brings it to his lips.
How could I be mad at Cade for wanting to see things out. I should be thanking him for keeping me in check and saving me from hurt. I cuddle into his side, taking in his scent. Everything felt right with Cade and damn if I wanted to tell him...
"Say it."
"Huh? What?" I jump slightly.
"Say what you are thinking." He pokes, turning off the television.
"Wait, are you sure?"
He laughs, turning towards me. "Yes."
I take a deep breath. "Every thing feels right with you."
He scrunches his brow.
"I mean," I continue. "You make me extremely happy and I don't want to lose that. I know we are young but honestly Cade, I could see myself spending the rest of my life with you. If you don't feel the same, that's ok but I honestly don't want to lose your company."
A smile spreads across his face making me feel at ease. "Yes, we are young but I don't want to lose what we have either. It's why I'm taking this a bit slow. I don't want to screw things up." "You are not going too." I assure.
"How are you so sure? I'm a guy."
I laugh. "I just am."
He smiles before swooping in to kiss me.
Our sweet moment is interrupted by Harry barging through my door.
"Styles! What the hell?" Cade jumps up.
I grab hold of Cade, slowing his roll.
"Harry, how did the hell did you get here?" Cade demands.
"I walked." He slurs.
"Are you drunk?" I ask obviously.
"Smart girl." He points, swishing a bottle around.
"What's wrong?" I press.
"Oh nothing."
"Styles." Cade growls.
"Fine! If you want to know so fucking bad. I'll tell you!" He shouts. "Holly left me. She fucking left me for Nolan fucking Smead."
I watch Cade's shoulders slump in sympathy. "Styles, man. I'm so sorry."
He laughs. "Fuck her."
"Well, would you like to join us?" I ask.
"Why thank you Sam, I would."
"Sam." Cade speaks through gritted teeth.
"He just needs some friends right now." I swat. "Can I get you anything?" I ask, turning my attention to Harry.
"How about some water?" Cade quickly adds.
Harry nods lazily as I make my way to the kitchen. Cade follows closely behind, grabbing a cup from the cabinet.
"He's not staying here." He warns.
"We can't just kick him out, he's drunk."
"Yes, and that is the exact reason why he is not staying."
"Cade." I scorn.
"You don't know Styles when he is drunk, I do."
I sigh. "I'm sure you are overreacting."
"Sam, please." Cade begs.
"Fine, but we are not kicking him out." I say handing him the water. "Your friend is waiting."
I stay in the kitchen hearing Cade offer Harry the water. Harry rumbles on about how he feels 'betrayed' and how he 'should have known'. I hear his voice crack and instantly my heart pours out for him. Harry, this rugged, smart ass guy feeling emotion before his friend. I slowly walk into the room catching Harry wiping harshly at his face. Cade sighs.
"Well, Sam said you are more than welcomed to stay here tonight."
"Thanks." Harry wide eyes. "I think I just need to sleep it off."
"Of course." I chime in. "Follow me and I'll show you to the spare."
Harry gets up to two wobbly legs. Cade steadies him in the process, grabs the bottle. I lead him down the hallway into the spare bed room, pulling back the covers on the small twin size bed.
"It's all I have for now." I shrug.
"It will do." He smiles lazily. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Harry." I file out of the room, turning off the light before closing the door behind me.
Cade stands in the hallway, arms crossed across his chest. I meet him, standing up on my toes to give his a kiss.
"I'm not happy." He groans.
"Nothing happened. We solved the problem and essentially sent him to bed like he was our child."
Cade pinches the bridge of his nose. "Don't refer Harry as our child, please."
I laugh. "Come on, Cade. Loosen up."
"You'll get "loosen up"!" He pounces, wrapping his arms around me.
I laugh within his embrace, placing my arms atop of his. He walks us back to the living room where we fall back onto the couch.
"You're too good to Styles."
I shrug. "A little 'tlc' never hurt anyone."
"Yeah, well. Just be careful with him."
"Cade, seriously nothing--"
"Can you just nod your head and appease me?" He asks hushing my lips. I nod my head before leaning up for a kiss. A mischievous smile spreads across Cade's face and I can tell the wheels are turning in his head.
"You know, we could keep Harry up all night."
"Why would we do that? How could we do th--Ooh, oh! Cade!"
His laughter rings throughout the apartment.
"I thought we were going slow?"
"We are, we are. I'm just being an ass towards Styles." He continues to laugh.
I shake my head. "Boys."
"Do you know how many nights I had to listen to them?"
"La la la la, nope. Don't want to hear it!" I protest, mockingly covering my ears. "I'd wake up with the pillows still on top of my head."
"Poor thing." I sigh.
"Yeah, but I survived." He cheeses, standing up. He ushers me up off the couch and leads me into the bedroom. I quickly get changed and slide into bed waiting for Cade's company. His arms find my waist as he makes himself comfortable. I settle down into the pillow and close my eyes. The only thing left I can hear is the subtle breath that falls from Cade's lips as he sleeps behind me. And that is perfect.
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9/15/16