Let's Watch It Burn

Letty sat on the small couch in the living room, smushed between Jorel and Jordan. The three were facing the television, watch random shows as Jorel flipped through the channels. Aron was stretched out across the larger couch on the other side of the coffee table, his hat pulled over his eyes as he slept. Dillon took residence on the edge of the couch since there was no where else for him to sit, and George sat in the recliner between the two couches. Matt sat on the floor by the couch Letty was on. The guys had kicked him out of his seat so he was forced to be on the ground.

Jorel tossed the remote on the coffee table. He started to get up, “Bathroom break.”

The guys ignored him and went back to watching whatever was on. Some reality show, Letty assumed it was. The volume was so low that it could barely be heard.

She sighed and decided to stretch out like Aron. She yawned and put her legs on Jordan, figuring he wouldn’t mind anyway.

Jordan looked between Letty and her legs in his lap, “I see you’re getting comfortable.”

She shrugged and closed her eyes, ready to take a nap. She hadn’t gotten much sleep last night, with the noises coming from upstairs and the snores of the various people passed out throughout the house. She tried to get comfortable again, at least everyone had left now.

Letty grunted when she felt her legs being lifted up and moved around. She opened one eye to see Jordan leaning over her, a devious smirk on his face. She reached up to push him away, but he grabbed both her arms and pulled her down so her feet were over the other end of the couch and pinned her arms above her head with one hand. She looked up at him, worried.

He continued to smirk and his available hand reached her side. Letty glanced between Jordan and his hand, her eyes growing wide when she realized what he was about to do.

Jordan could see Letty begging him to not do it with her eyes, but he was having none of it. The girl hardly ever made a sound or cracked a smile, and he was going to make her do both.

George stared at the two, curious as to what Jordan could possibly be doing. He was surprised when he stared tickling Letty, causing her to bite her bottom lip and hide her smile. George watched, actually amused for once. Finally a huge smile appeared on her face and her laughter broke the silence in the room.

Was there anything bad about this girl?

George looked over at Dillon, who was also staring at Letty.

“Damn that’s a sexy laugh!”

George chuckled at his comment, but was scowling on the inside. Obviously he wasn’t the only one to take interest in Letty.

Speaking of Letty, she was still laughing, trying to get Jordan off her. Her legs were between his, and she was moving against things she didn’t think she should be. Jordan stopped tickling her for a moment when she moved, and she grinned sheepishly. He playfully glared at her and let her go, getting off and sitting beside her when she sat up.

She tried to catch her breath, “You bitch!”

Jordan laughed, but didn’t say anything. He made her laugh, his mission was complete.

Letty got up off the sofa and made her way to the other side of the coffee table were Aron was still sleeping and Dillon was sitting, watching her.

She turned to Jordan, “I’m not sitting by you anymore!”

He smiled and shrugged, knowing she couldn’t stay away from him forever.

Letty examined the four guys on the other side. Aron was taking up most of the couch so she couldn’t sit there. Matt was on the floor and there was no room near him, and sitting on him wouldn’t be comfortable. She met George’s gaze and immediately looked away. She definitely was not going to sit on George’s lap. He made her uncomfortable, but not in a bad way. She just wasn’t sure how exactly she felt around him yet. Something about him made her feel…different…than the others.

Letty looked over at Dillon, who gave her a lopsided grin. Her mouth twitched, like it did every time he smiled at her. She took a couple steps so she was standing in front of him.

Tilting her head to the side in what she hoped looked like a sweet, innocent gesture, she looked him in the eyes and spoke in a soft voice.

“This seat taken?”

George’s jaw nearly dropped. Her voice…her body language…where did that come from!?

Dillon smirked and reached out to her, grabbing her hips and pulling her onto his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked at him, waiting for his reaction.

“It is now,” he said, eyeing her up and down.

Letty could feel her face getting warm, probably from blushing. She buried her head in Dillon’s shoulder and neck, hoping no one saw.

George was almost positive his mouth was wide open, staring at the two on the couch 5 feet away from him. Not only did she put on that act for Dillon, she blushed when he blatantly checked her out?

Now George was really not happy.

It seemed the other five guys had all gotten some kind of emotion from her, except him. Now George was determined to figure out what Letty’s problem was.

She caught George’s gaze again, and looked away. What was up with her? Why wouldn’t she look at him?

George sighed. He took this opportunity to look over Letty. She was wearing one of Aron’s purple sleeveless shirts and a pair of Aron’s jeans. The shirt fit her fine, but the jeans looked a little snug. They hugged her hips and thighs before fitting normal past her kneecaps. His eyes trailed down her body, but stopped at her leg. Dillon’s hand was on her thigh and his other hand around her waist. George turned away, not wanting to see any more of it.

Letty wasn’t used to being held this way. If fact, she wasn’t sure she ever was before. She never cared to really have a boyfriend; she preferred the freedom of not being tied to one person. She was young; she didn’t need to worry about stuff like that.

As if George was reading her mind, he looked at her again, “So Letty, you never told us much about yourself.”

Letty shrugged, “There’s nothing to tell.”

“Oh come on,” Jordan said from the other couch, “tell us your life story.”

She shook her head. Matt looked up at her from his spot on the floor, “You could start with how old you are.”

The guys looked at her expectantly. Letty shifted in Dillon’s grip, “19.”

George choked on the water he was trying to drink. She looked a little older than that.

Jorel came back in the room and resumed his spot on the smaller sofa, “Nineteen, huh? Well at least she’s legal.”

The guys laughed and Letty tried to get comfortable on Dillon’s shoulder again.

“I think she’s trying to sleep now,” he said, looking down at the girl in his arms.

Letty said nothing, only curled herself into Dillon more. She didn’t feel like telling the guys anything else about herself, and she wanted to get some more sleep. Dillon just happened to make a great pillow.

Jorel laughed, “Of course, as soon as I come in the room she wants to sleep.”

“You just have that effect on girls, J,” Jordan said, patting him on the shoulder.

“I guess so.”

“So…maybe we should put her upstairs or something since she’s sleeping?” Matt said, peering over the couch at Letty.

Dillon shook his head, “Nah it’s fine, man. She’s not hurtin’ anything.”

George took another drink of his water, feeling refreshed when the cool liquid actually made it down his throat this time. He was strangely thirsty. Maybe he was just hungover.
Whatever it was, it was not helping his sour mood. For some reason seeing Letty cuddled up and cozy with Dillon and Dillon’s hands on her made George…not a happy person.

Now he wondered what his own problem was. He shouldn’t care about Letty so much, but he did. Great, now he had a thing for some random 19 year old girl he found one night when he was piss drunk. What a story.

An hour passed and the guys just sat, talking amongst themselves. Jorel and Jordon got into a slap fight for no absolute reason and Matt eventually tried to break it up, but ended up getting slapped over and over by the two. George just laughed and watched it all happen. Hey, why should he stop it? It was entertainment! Aron was still sleeping in the same position he was before and Letty was also still asleep.

George’s attention was drawn to Dillon when he started shifting in his seat.

“Something wrong?”

Dillon looked over at George helplessly, “Yeah man. I gotta take a piss but I don’t wanna wake up Letty.”

Jorel looked deep in thought, “Give her to someone else.”

Dillon shrugged, “I would, but her grip is real tight, man.”

George rolled his eyes, though an amused smile was still on his face, “Bring her over here.”

Dillon got up, careful not to stir Letty, and walked over by George. He stood up and reached one under Letty to hold her while Dillon pried her arms off of his neck and put them around George’s neck instead. When he was fully latched onto George, Dillon sighed.

“Thanks, man,” he said, and ran off towards the bathroom.

George laughed and shook his head. He sat down gently, trying not to wake or disturb Letty. She stirred slightly, trying to get comfortable again. She didn’t seem to notice the change in guys holding her. George sighed in relief and put his arm around her waist and the other on her thigh, much like Dillon was doing.

He rubbed small circles on her jean-clad thigh with his thumb. She stirred again, this time moving as close as she could to him and burying her face in his neck. George could feel her smooth arms pull herself closer and her steady breathing on her neck.

Aron wasn’t kidding when he said how smooth her skin was.

“You look pretty cozy over there, Johnny,” Jordan said, smiling at George knowingly.

George shrugged. He was pretty cozy, actually.

“It’s been a while since I held a girl like this. Kinda nice,” he said.

Jordan nodded, “Yeah, you haven’t had a girl in some time, have you?”

George shook his head, “Six months.”

“At least you’ve gotten some since then,” Jorel said, “I have no idea how I could go that long without any ass!”

The guys laughed and George nodded, “Yeah. I don’t think I could go that long either.”

George looked down when he felt Letty stir again and she opened her eyes. She knew she felt herself being moved, and she had a feeling Dillon had given her to someone else. Not that she cared, but she was curious as to who it was. She was surprised to find George was the one holding her.

Letty didn’t say anything, just put her head back in his neck and took a deep breath, inhaling his scent. She thought he smelled really good.

That’s not weird…

She lifted her head up and stared at him as he stared at her, waiting for her to say something. But, she had nothing to say. She jut removed her arms from his neck, causing him to unwrap his arms from her waist as she got up. Something about George holding her made her feel…safe. Like no one else could touch her.

The thing that scared Letty was how much she liked the feeling of being in his arms. She barely knew the guy; she shouldn’t be feeling this way. She just met him yesterday!

Letty decided to sit on Aron, who was still asleep. He jumped at the weight being added on his legs and stared at Letty while his hat flew to the floor. She winked at him before getting up and taking Dillon’s seat instead.

Dillon came back to find Letty in his spot and George observing her. What a weirdo.

“I believe you took my seat, pretty lady,” he said, flashing Letty a grin before leaning over the couch in front of her.

She shrugged, “It was empty when I got here.”

He shook his head and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. She let out a small squeak and clutched onto the back on his shirt for dear life. He walked over to George and basically dropped her in his lap, earning an ‘oof’ from George and a huff from Letty.

He pointed his finger at her accusingly, “Now you stay in George’s lap, missy. He’ll keep you in line.”

Letty crossed her arms over her chest and Dillon smirked evilly at George. A smirk took over George’s face when he realized Dillon put her here because he knew George would be strong enough to not let her go. The guys could do to her as they pleased.

George wrapped his arms tightly around Letty, making her lose her balance and fall back against him. He tightened his grip around her and she squeaked again.

Whatever these guys had planned, it would not be good.