No Strings Attached

Chapter 19: The day after...

B: 'Well if you ever need gas on your journey south of the border, I'm here for a free pump.' -I laughed like a kid at my own puns.

F: 'Seems like I'll have to make several trips.'

B: 'Okay, but for real though, don't let me bother you. You have more work to do.'

F: 'It's Sunday, Becks. It has time for work and time for play. So I'll see you later, cutie.' I received a heart from Freen.

Oh god, I thought. I might have triggered some monster mode of Freen's because she's overloaded with sexual energy and confidence, and her having a smooth mouth. I had to be awake to deal with Freen. So many things about Freen were like a challenge that needed to be overcome, or a puzzle that needs solving.

I was up to the challenge.

'Sure... If I have time...' I eased out smoothly to her comment about seeing me later.

What was I expecting? What did I want? It was the first time that I felt like I was sinking to my knees for a girl - something I have never done... Except for when we were in school. I was able to make my teenage dreams an adult reality. It felt silly at first, but when I think about it now... This really is all I've wanted since school.

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Freen's POV

I can't sleep and I'm listening to Nam snore away all the alcohol she had consumed. I can't sleep and I know what's keeping me up and where I'd rather be... Becca...

She haunted me, though it was a haunting I craved deeply. I wanted her to visit me in my dreams as I lay waiting in my bed for her. I want her in my bed for more than that and for other reasons, but I can be patient in my desires.

Becca had always stuck in the back of my head ever since we ended our friendship. I had always wondered where she was and what she was doing. Sometimes I even wondered whether she missed me. I was always left missing her. Eventually the memories and the obsession faded... Until I accidentally auditioned for her band.

My first reaction was very much unlike hers. I was shocked, but then pleasantly surprised before I melted into happy anticipation. Unfortunately Becca wasn't as happy as I was to see her. I couldn't blame her. I understood why she was so angry at me. I had just hoped that it wouldn't take too long for her to come find her comfort back with me.

And I finally think it has happened. As soon as I had my lips sliding against Becca's, I felt that sharp tingle shoot up my spine and burn across my skin. I had clearly been waiting for that moment for more than just our reunion. I've wanted it, in hindsight, in school already. I couldn't believe that I had wasted so much time.

I was never going to get over Becca, and though the territory we found ourselves in now was truly new, it was one where I wanted to be. I could see myself in Becca's arms for an unknown time, hopefully a long one. I can picture her smaller body draped over mine in sweet, glowing bliss after...

I had never had anyone make their way underneath my skin and get stuck there more than Becca. And god help me but I wanted her...

Sleep came slowly but surely and by the time I woke up Nam was still snoring. Agitated, I threw a pillow at her face and groaned. She made a few grumbling noises, but then opened her one eye at me. "Bitch," she grinned at me and pulled herself up onto her elbows. "How was your night? I wasn't expecting you home until later this morning..."

I smirked and shook my head. "Don't be crass. I was perfectly well behaved, I'll have you know!" I defended my own honour, but it only made Nam cackle more. "That's my problem, Freenkie! You should have been doing the walk of shame by now!"

I shook my head at Nam and considered how it would have felt had I done the walk of shame. Well it wouldn't really be shame, would it? I'd be walking on clouds! But like Becca and I both agreed, "It's not yet time. We're not labeling and we're not placing pressure on ourselves. We just want things to grow organically."

"So nothing happened then? Are you serious?!", Nam half stuttered, half shouted. She was in complete disbelief at my account of events.

"We kissed, okay? Like proper kissed. Like drowning in each other kiss. It was passionate and precious and perfect..." I knew my eyes were all dreamy as they fluttered about at the thoughts of the previous night flitting through my memory. Nam just rolled her own eyes at me.

"Okay fine, that is at least one step in the right direction. But can you two please not make the rest of us feel sick at your displays when we get together again?" Nam whined in anticipation of how the new 'couple' would be around their gang.

"Why exactly? You and Tor make us feel ill on the daily! Especially when I have to walk in here by accident while you're having sex! I think you owe me this, Nam!" I pointed an accusatory finger at her and raised both my brows, attempting to look as serious as I could.

"Okay fine." Nam growled, but then paused as she smiled at me with those no-good eyes in their slits. "But don't think I won't tease the shit out of you..."

My jaw dropped and my hands balled into fists, not sure about this one. I already knew she would be relentless. "Okay fine! But tease me, not Becca! The last thing I want is for her to get cold feet."

"Agreed!" Nam chuckled and jumped over to my bed, tackling me down and tickling me until I was squealing.

It wasn't long after Nam relented and let me go that I reached for my phone. Still no message from Becca. Should I message her? Should I wait? I can't wait. I don't care if I seem desperate. I'm texting the lamest line I can think of....

F: 'Insert lame next morning awkward text here.'

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3rd Person POV

B: 'I've thought about it and I think you should come over.'

Becca shot another message to Freen after an agonising hour and a half. She felt like she deserved some sort of treat for holding back so well and for so long. She waited for a reply. And waited. And waited some more. Becca was about to give up and go climb into a nice hot bath, as opposed to a quick shower, when her phone chimed Freen's special sound. Becca dove at the phone on her bed and restlessly fumbles with the phone to unlock and read.

F: 'I need my blood in my head. I'm studying!'

Freen's reply had Becca in stitches, when Freen roped back the joke from earlier.

B: 'You can study here. I'll take care of you.'

Becca tried to appeal both to Freen's logic and emotions in one go. If she managed to pull this off she could give herself another star.

F: 'Oh yeah, I'm sure all of my physical needs would be met by you...'

Freen purred her words in her head and was sure Becca could hear it in hers as well. They both flushed hot.

B: 'Not what I was aiming for exactly... But whatever floats your boat, baby. Honestly though, you can bring your stuff and work here while I keep you in comfort, fed and hydrated. I want to share something with you. I haven't told any of the others, not even my brother. I'm too scared.'

Becca nibbled on her bottom lip, thinking of the man who had approached her after the gig the previous night. She had to tell someone or she'd burst. And why she chose Freen over Richie or Irin or even Non was a question all its own. However, for Becca the answer was easy... Freen was her best friend. First above all else, Becca was getting her old best friend back, as if resurrected from the ashes and it was such a feeling of elation. She was ready to be vulnerable and to trust with regards to Freen... If she fucked up again...well, that's life. Sticking your toes in the water is not swimming.

F: 'I'm leaving in two minutes. I'll be there soon.'

Freen was worried and Becca was amused at how easy that was. Not that she was lying about anything though. She really did need to talk to Freen and ask her advice.

For the moment though, she just needed a quick shower and a tidy up before Freen arrived!