Live As If We Died

I woke up long before Mike and Jaime because of Dodger, but it did some good to have some alone time to sit around and think. I even got to take a shower first which was a rarity in this house.

"Good morning, Manning," his voice made me jump. I almost forgot he was laying in bed the entire time I was getting dressed and doing my makeup.

"Good morning, Fuentes," I greeted him and started making my way over to the bed to lay down with him. "Surprised you stayed the night," I laughed. He kissed my forehead and then pulled me closer to him so my head was by his chest.

"Who do you think brought you in last night? You sleep harder than a fuckin' rock." I hit his stomach while he was in the midst of his laughing. Finally, he stopped chuckling and his voice softened. "Plus," he paused and pulled my chin up to kiss me, "I really like waking up like this."

"I'd have to agree with you there." I bit my bottom lip from smiling too much and laid my head back on his chest. He slowly rubbed his fingers in circles on my back and we stayed that way for at least twenty minutes until we heard a loud bang downstairs that made us jump. "What the fuck was that?" I sat up and looked at Mike. He shrugged and got up immediately and pulled his pants over his boxers. We both ran downstairs in a panic only to discover Jaime on the floor and Mr. Austin Carlile in a fit of laughter. "What the hell?" I asked and offered Jaime a helping hand.

"Sorry," Austin tried to stop himself from laughing, but it didn't work. His hands were covering his mouth, his face was completely red, and tears were forming in his eyes. I couldn't help but to smile at his adorable laughter. Finally, he took a deep breath and slowed down to say something, but couldn't. I turned to the TV when I heard the familiar drum beat to "Don't You Forget About Me" and The Breakfast Club written in skinny, yellow letters.

"You were fighting over movies?" I guessed. Both of the men nodded their heads. "Good choice, Carlile." I sat next to him on the couch and Mike followed.

"Glad to see you two worked this out, chick," Austin whispered low enough so only I could hear him. I smiled back at him because it was all his doing in my mind.

Jaime came back in from the kitchen with a can of Redbull and he sipped on it in silence. "What was the movie you were fighting for, Himes?" I asked so he would finally say something, instead of being stubborn that for once he didn't get what he wanted.

"Edward Scissorhands," he smiled.

Mike looked like he was a little kid that was about to cry. "Austin, you're an asshole. Scissorhands is so much better than this shit." He started to shake his head and I was in utter disbelief.

"Uh, no," I said to both of them. "I love that movie and all, but John Bender is like the ultimate bad-ass, dream boy. Therefore, I regret even knowing you if you say this movie is shit," I spit my tongue out at Mike and looked away from him while crossing my arms and leaning closer to Austin.

"That's not what you were saying thirty minutes ago," Mike smiled to himself and Jaime shook his head, not wanting to know anything. I hit Mike's arm and that was the last thing he said until the movie was done. As for Jaime, he finally came to sit down with all of us and actually watched the movie.

"Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardrobe?" Austin and I said in-sync with the movie.

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When the movie ended, Mike and I ended up going out on the back porch for a cigarette. "So, you regret knowing me and you think Judd Nelson in that lame-ass movie is the ultimate bad-ass dream dude?" Mike finally asked once we stepped outside. I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that he said that with a straight face. I bit my lip yet again and nodded very slowly.

I looked him in the eye and told him the truth. "Yeah, pretty much." He turned his head so I couldn't see him, but I knew there was a smile on his face. "Unless you admit you like the movie, then I'll take it all back. Except for the Bender thing though, because that's completely true." I lifted myself off the ground and sat on the table.

"Fine, it's not that bad of a movie-" I gasped at his words. "Fine, it's a good movie!" He threw his hands in the air and admitted the truth.

"That's what I thought, Fuentes." I smiled and used my legs to pull him closer to me. I went in to kiss him, but he decided to do something else. He blew smoke right at my face, making me cough like crazy since it had entered my nose. "You dick," I spat. "What was that for?" I wasn't even mad, in fact, it was one of the dumbest things he's ever done to me.

"For the whole Judd Nelson is the ultimate dream dude thing." He mimicked my voice in the worst way possible and finally he came back down and actually kissed me.

"And you're offended by that?" I finally asked him.

"You want a bad-ass dream guy?"I nodded, confused as to where he was going with the entire thing. "He's right in front of you, doll." I laughed at him because 1, I didn't know what other response to have other than completely turned-on, and 2, he was absolutely serious. I pulled him as close to me as possible. The kissing got deeper and our breathing sped up more than we could keep up with. Mike hovered over me as he leaned my back onto the table. I wrapped my legs around his torso and my hands were tangled in his hair. He moved to my neck and started to kiss and suck and finally inched down towards the middle chest.

"Oh, sick!" Austin screamed. "Jaime, they're getting it on on your table!" He started laughing and I felt my cheeks turn a violent shade of red. Mike moved faster than I've ever seen and I sat up and put my head in my hands.

"Nice hickey, Jules," Jaime commented, causing both him and Mike to laugh along with Austin.

"And here I thought you were a lady," Austin said. My cheeks felt like they were on fire. It was hard to embarrass me, but that was not something that I wanted to be caught.

"I don't like any of you right now." I said sternly and pushed through Austin and Jaime to go inside. Afterwards, it did end up to be funny, but at the same time I was more embarrassed than I had been in years.