Property of WICKED

Chapter 6 ~ Addicted

"Is this the kitchen?" Thomas asked stumbling through the doors, Iris let out a little laugh as they had finally located the kitchen that took way longer than they had anticipated.

Iris began opening the cupboards over head, the woods and cabinets were sturdy enough for something made but a bunch of teenagers, mostly it was bamboo and wood and it even looked pretty too.

She stood on her tiptoes opening the second cupboard but felt something trace against her side making a slight shudder elapse through her spine, causing goosebumps.

"Did you know that you're pretty?" Thomas slurred out, it caught her of guard and she hesitated on what to say to that.

"Your not too bad yourself." She joked looking at him momentarily, he smirked and let his arm drop, whenever he traced his finger anywhere, wether it was her arm or her waist, it was always comforting but this time it was different, for a moment she forgot where she was.

"I'm not kidding." He said stepping forward, she fully turned around and faced him, leaning against the counter beside her. He took another few steps forward and she felt her face burn up slightly.

They were inches apart, one of his arms was outstretched on the counter behind her, and one slowly reached up behind her head, their faces almost, almost, touching.

His eyes hadn't left hers, even when he reached up behind her head, he pulled back down a bottle of sorts and looked down at it, observing the label.

"This looks like alcohol to me." He said before removing his arm that was on the counter and stumbling out of the kitchen with the bottle in his hand. She felt like her knees had buckled right then and there and took a moment to take in everything that had happened.

She shook her head and walked out after him, she told herself to not let him know that what he had done had made her very attracted to this guy, she chased after him and they ran into the woods towards the water.

They arrived and received some cheers from the guys who were finally able to have some more drinks. Both Iris and Thomas climbed back into the water and Iris began unscrewing the lid to the brown liquid.

She took a large gulp from the drink, underestimating it ever so slightly and winced at the taste. She handed it to Minho who looked extremely happy to see some alcohol.

"This hangover will not be good." Frypan said after taking a gulp from the bottle and passing the bottle to Thomas.

"Pretty sure tomorrow is Sunday anyways, which means day off!" Minho celebrated. Iris expected him to get a lot more breaks than one day of the week, considering his job in the glade was by far the hardest. She was also more than happy to not have to pull anymore stupid weeds from the ground, knowing full well they would grow back and she'd have to pull them out again and then it would just be an endless cycle of stupid weeds.

"I'm not pulling weeds ever again, please find me another job for the love of god." Iris said after thomas handed her the bottle, she took two gulps of the drink without realising until it was burning down her throat. She passed it back to Minho who held it for a moment.

"No, runner is not happening." Minho said looking directly at her, even Thomas glanced her way. She realised it was his firsts time hearing about how she wanted to be a runner and even he looked shocked.

"At least take it into consideration..." Iris playfully rolled her eyes, Minho passed the bottle back to her and she took another gulp before handing it over to Newt.

"You're crazy, man." Frypan scoffed while being handed the bottle.

They all talked for hours on end, about anything and everything and even slight memories that they had been given back; like certain names of people and vague faces.

"I'm going to bed." Frypan was the first to stumble out the water and make it to his hammock somehow, and then Newt and Minho got out the water but didn't go anywhere far they ended up passing out a few metres from the water.

Thomas and Iris were the only ones left, still sharing between the bottle and having conversation about memories and all the things that came to their drunken minds.

They made eye contact for a solid minute, Iris lifted the bottle to her mouth and took a large gulp from the drink while still maintaining the eye contact.

She sat up from the rock and used the rocks that made the seats to walk over to him, still holding eye contact as she got closer. A small smirk grew across his face as he watched what she was doing.

She stopped right infront of him and took another gulp from the drink. She climbed on top of his lap and straddled him, her heart beginning to pick up as she made the slightest move. Thomas looked up at her before taking the bottle out of her hand and pouring some into his mouth, but then he lifted his arm and extended it over Iris' head.

He lifted his other arm and placed his hand on her chin, forcing her to tilt her head back, he poured the liquid into her mouth, she gulped it down and looked back down at him.

She had never felt more confident than in that moment. He placed the bottle down and used the same hand he had used to tilt her chin back, to use his thumb to trace her bottom lip for the excess alcohol that had spilled slightly.

Her heart was pounding against her chest as gently traced her bottom lip, a wave of a reality check came over her but she let the alcohol completely drown it out and that's when he gripped the back of her neck and pulled her in. Their lips collided and it wasn't long until his tongue entered her mouth. His hands and fingers traced up her thigh, running circles with his thumbs.

Thomas gripped onto her hips with both hands and pulled her in closer to him, her hands found their way to the back of his head, gripping at his hair slightly as they continued to make out in the water.

His hands gripped against her waist this time, and she felt the butterfly feeling she didn't know if she had felt that before, but she was sure enough addicted to it already.

they broke the kiss momentarily, Iris lifted her arm grabbed the bottle and chugged the last bit of it, before they continued to make out.

Considering the amount of alcohol she had consumed, she couldn't even see straight, but the feeling that she felt was indescribable.

They broke the kiss once again, but this time he leant into her neck and began sucking lightly, she still ran her hands through his hair gripping it slightly making him moan into her neck.

"Would you slintheads please shut up!" Minho slurred out, they both jumped slightly from the sudden interruption but smiled down at one another, they shared one more peck before pulling themselves out the water.

They were way to dizzy to head back to their hammocks, but she did manage to get her clothes back on before she passed out alongside Thomas.

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