Game On, Pretty Boy. ♕ RUCAS

♕ Chapter TwentyNine ♕ - I Want You.

If I could take back all of the times I've done it with girls, just to have my first time with Riley when she's ready; I would. With no hesitations I'd take all of them back. 

"Oh my God, Lucas!"

I roll my eyes. Brandon. He was surrounded by girls that were obviously waiting for him to chose one or two of them to end the night with. Knowing Brandon, he wouldn'd mind ending it with all of them. 

"Get up," I lean over and streatch out my hand. "Come on, up, up." 

He frowns, grabbing my hand and standing up. He was more drunk than ever, swaying to all sides, laughing like a lunatic. 

"You wanna join me and the girls for the grand finale?" He murmurs, smirking at the girls who only giggled at him, covering their mouths with one hand each. 

I roll my eyes, "Girlfriend, remember?"

"Oh, right. Got it," he looks at the girls, "he's busy getting it on with, shhh, his girlfriend." He whispers the last part, some of the girls giggling and others groaning. 

"How much did you even drink?" I try to put him up on his feet but the idiot would only fall back into my arms again. 

He shakes his head as we head for the door. "Not much, really. One beer, maybe seven." I roll my eyes and he chuckles, "Though we did body-shots too, so I'd say ten drinks, twelve tops."

"You're sick, you know that?" My eyes grew wide and I shook my head. We were out of the house and I was trying to help me walk up to my car. Once we were next to it I struggled to get the keys out of my back pocket. He wasn't the more light weighted when drunk, honestly. 

But I managed to get the keys out and Brandon inside the car. I turn the engine on and was happu to drive away from Missy's house. 

The last thing I needed was her filthy hands on me. 

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Climbing up the fire escape has become a normal thing for me. Honestly, it was a lot smarter than knocking on the door and having to awkwardly ask her parents if I could come inside. I know Riley's mom was okay and maybe even happy about us dating. Her dad on the other hand wasn't really happy knowing me and Riley were even close to start with. He still sees me as the troubled kid in history class that barely showed up. Now I do show up, not that that changes his sight of me and Riley being an item.

Trying my best to be quiet, I walk up to her window and knock on it a few times. She was, like any other night and day, sitting on her bed with her legs crossed and a book in her hands. Her perfect brown, curly hair was hanging loosly over her shoulders. She turns her head and a smile crosses her face when our eyes meet.

She ran to her bedroom door, locking it before walking up to the closed window and opening it, smiling. "Lucas, what are you doing here?"

"Just wanted to see my girlfriend," I smile, climbing inside her room. "Also, you need to stop closing this window."

She giggles, throwing her hands around my neck once I was inside, standing in front of her. I let my eyes go around her waist, hugging her back. I close my eyes and let her perfume meet my nostrils. Strawberry vanilla. 

"I've missed you." I say in a low voice. 

"You came last night," she laughs, pushing me away and heading back to sit on her bed. I follow her and take a grip of her arm, drawing her in and letting her back bump into my chest. She was caught off guard and I smiled as I caressed the skin on her arm slowly with my hand. 

"I know," I whisper, my breath fanning her neck making her breath hitch, "but I still missed you, princess." I say, leaving traces of kisses on her neck, my lips brushing against her skin.