You Look Pretty Low

[Peyton]

I woke up the next morning to a hand stroking my back. With a groan, I rolled over, only to be met with Alex’s bare chest.

“Sleeping beauty awakes,” he chuckled, kissing my forehead

“I hate mornings,” I grumbled, frowning

Alex just laughed, smiling his amazing smile. God, I was lucky to have him.

“Just one question – where are we?” I asked softly, my fingers tracing patterns on his collarbone

“My house. Don’t you remember walking back with Zack and Trin?” Alex mused

“No, I remember walking with them, I just didn’t know where we were going. And where did they go?” I replied, rolling my eyes

“Zack walked your sister home, even though it’s ages away from his. He wanted to make sure she was safe. Pansy,” Alex scoffed

“I think it’s sweet, even though they didn’t sleep together at the party,” I retorted

“They didn’t?” Alex said, confused

“No, they just kissed and Trin groped. Zack stopped anything further happening,” I nodded

“How do you know all this?” Alex asked, smiling slightly

“Trin was quite drunk by the end of the night, I’m guessing you noticed. If you didn't, you need glasses. After she came down from upstairs with those two random skater guys, she came over to talk to me. Really whining about being blocked by Zack. I think she was too angry at that point to launch herself at him on their way home,” I explained, giggling slightly

“I don’t understand that boy. He’s too fuckking shy for his own good, even though he’s got a stunning girl practically throwing herself at him. Obviously you’re more stunning, but still. I don’t understand him,” Alex sighed

“No-one escapes Trin. Trust me on that. She’ll have him soon,” I grinned

“She looks like the stubborn type,” Alex mused

“You have no idea,” I laughed

“Well, if she’s anything like her sister…” Alex trailed off teasingly

I growled, rolling on top of him.

“Trin and I may be sisters, but we’re still different. No-one mistakes that,” I said dangerously

“Punish me then,” Alex whispered huskily, his eyes clouding over with lust

I just smirked, raking my nails down his chest.

*

[Trinity]

I drifted into consciousness with a pounding headache and the sudden desire to vomit. So I launched myself from my bed, ran out my room and into the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach into the toilet. Wait, how did I get to my room? And how did I get into some pyjamas?

“Hey Trinity, I got you this,” a familiar voice murmured

Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I turned my head, very confused to see Zack standing there dressed in only a very small pair of boxers, holding a glass of water. But I took it anyway, draining most of it in one gulp.

“Thanks,” I nodded, standing up

“You feeling okay?” he frowned

“Just a headache now,” I sighed, rubbing my temple

He smiled slightly and reached into the nearby cupboard, rooting around till he found some paracetamol. I couldn’t help but smile as he gave two to me, glad for his help.

“Why are you here?” I asked, after chugging the pills and the rest of the water

“Do you want me to leave?” he smirked

“No, I…just answer my question,” I snapped, quickly brushing my teeth and wiping my face clean

“Alright!” Zack chuckled, raising his hands in surrender

“Hang on, I want to sit down. Let’s go back to my room,” I interrupted

Zack nodded, leading me along by the hand. I sat cross-legged on my bed near the pillow, Zack sitting the other end.

“At about 3am, we decided we were leaving. Me, you, Peyton and Alex walked. I think Rian got a cab to Kara’s and Jack just slept in the back of Rian’s car at Casey’s. I got you back here, explained to your foster mum…”

“She’s not my mum,” I spat

“Erm, your foster…woman, that I was just dropping you off. But she couldn’t support you walking, so I carried you upstairs. I didn’t know what to do about your clothes, so I laid you down on the bed while I looked for something…bigger than what you were wearing. Took me a while. But I found a t-shirt and shorts eventually. You’d already taken the short-sleeved jacket thing off. I put the huge t-shirt over you and basically had to fight you to get the outfit off from underneath. You were really difficult. Nearly kicked me in the face when I pulled the t-shirt down to your knees and took the skirt thingy off. You then passed out as I tucked you into bed, mumbling about wanting me to stay. So I slept on the window seat,” Zack explained

“You didn’t need to take care of me like that,” I mumbled, embarrassed

“I wanted to,” Zack shrugged

I just sighed. Normally people just dropped me off and left…no-one had ever helped me like Zack had. I didn’t know whether to be grateful or hostile.

“Well…thanks,” I said shortly

“No problem,” Zack shrugged again, smiling to himself

“Why did you sleep on the window seat? You could’ve slept in Peyton’s bed or in here with me,” I asked, raising an eyebrow

“I didn’t think it would be right,” Zack said shyly

“You’re too innocent for your own good,” I accused

Zack just blushed, making me roll my eyes.

“Alright, get up, let’s got get some breakfast,” I sighed

“I don’t have a t-shirt that’s decent. Or jeans,” Zack protested

“So?” I asked, smirking

“Have you got anything spare? A pair of shorts from anyone that’s…slept over at least,” Zack grimaced

I laughed, reaching into Peyton’s drawers.

“Here, these are Alex’s,” I chuckled, throwing him a pair of jeans, “he left them here last week. A t-shirt I can’t help you with,”

"How did Alex leave a pair of jeans here? What did he go home in?!" Zack snorted, pulling the jeans on

"Don't ask me...do you really think I watched them while they were going at it?" I scoffed, looking at him incredulously

“Fair enough. Thanks though,” Zack said gratefully

“Whatever. I’m hungry,” I shrugged

Zack just smiled, walking out of the bedroom with me. I took in the sight of his toned bare-chest and mentally growled. I will have him.