What If I Do?

Chapter 26: One Small Step

March 1999

"You're really okay with this?" Dave asked as he came into my art room. I turned around and looked at him.

"Yes I'm sure. I can handle living with all of you boys for awhile. I'll be in here most of the time anyways," I replied. Dave walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders.

"Don't lock yourself away. You can come down and listen whenever you want. This is your house too. What exactly is that suppose to be?" Dave asked once he noticed the canvas behind me and I smiled slightly. I had yet to laugh but I was at least smiling and talking.

"It was originally a dog but I screwed up. I then got mad and smeared the paint everywhere. I should wash my hands," I replied. We both looked down at my paint covered hands and then back at each other.

"Probably. Unless you want our house and me covered in paint," Dave said as I walked past him and out of the room.

"Why would you be covered in paint?" I asked as we walked.

"Because I wanted to make out until the guys get here. I'm going to be bust for awhile and just want to give you some last minute undivided attention before the madness began," Dave replied as I got to the bathroom. I looked at him in the mirror as he leaned against the door frame.

"What has gotten into you? We just spent the past two days in bed and now you want more," I asked before I looked down and started washing my hands. I felt one of Dave's hands on my back as the other one moved my hair to one side.

"Nothing's gotten into me. You're just getting all of my attention now. I could just go back to the way things where the second time we dated," Dave replied. I turned off the sink and looked into the mirror quickly.

"You wouldn't?" I asked shocked. Dave smiled and then kissed my neck as he moved his hand to my hip.

"No I wouldn't. I got what I want right here in my hands," he said and then put both his hands on my boobs and made a funny face in the mirror. I took his hands off and turned to face him.

"You're a dork," I said and he kissed me.

"You almost laughed. I saw you open your mouth and then you bit your bottom lip. I'll get you to snort again one day. Mark my words," Dave said as the doorbell rang.

"One day. Now go answer the door. I'll let you feel me up alter," I said back. Dave left to go answer the door while I finished getting the paint off my hands. When I walked out into the living room I was attacked by Taylor.

"Fuck I missed you," he said as he squeezed me tightly.

"I missed you too Tay Tay. You haven't trashed my house yet have you?" I asked as he finally let go of me.

"Abby keeps it clean. I did break a window by accident," Taylor said and I looked at him with wide eyes and an opened mouth and he continued, "but I got it fixed the same day. I told Wiley to the catch the fucking ball but he was fliting with Hannah."

"At least you got it fixed. Hey Nate," I said and gave him a hug.

"Hey Brit. You look better than the last time I saw you," Nate replied with. I gave him a weak smile as Dave put an arm around my neck and pulled me into him to kiss the side of my head.

"She's doing great. I'll show you guys to your rooms," Dave said to change the subject but it was already too late. As Dave and Nate headed towards the bedrooms, Taylor stayed behind. Dave stopped and waited when he realized Taylor wasn't with him.

"Britt can show me in a second," Taylor said and Dave and Nate continued on.

"Taylor don't," I started but he put a hand up.