The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window (6 page)

This seemed
to make him feel bet
ter and his face
brightened. “OK good. Come on then, let’s get back before your
brother has the attack dogs out waiting to rip my throat out,” he
suggested, chuckling. I settled back into my seat as he drove us
back to school. We pulled into the school parking lot five minutes
before the final bell. “Er, Angel, it’s probably best not to
mention today to your brother. I’m not supposed to hang out with
you,” he said with a shrug.

Not supposed
to hang out with me.
What does that mean?
“Why aren’t you?” I asked, confused.

He looked me
in the eyes again
, making my heart speed
up a fraction. “Jake said so. And on account of me being a
‘disgusting man-whore’
as you so often put it. Apparently, I just want
to tap your very fine ass,” he said with a smirk. “Which I would be
more than happy to do, if you want. You know, as payment for the
skating lesson,” he teased, winking at me.

I gasped. I
had just spent the whole day with this boy and had a nice time and
he can ruin the whole thing in one freaking sentence. “You really
are a pig sometimes, you know that?” I growled as I stepped out of
the car and slammed his door. I stomped off in the direction of the
math building which is where I should be, at least I can make it
look like I’ve been there if I walk from the right
direction.

I saw Jake
walking towards the car so I gave him a few minutes before I made
my way up and got in the back like nothing had happened.
“Hey
, Ambs, you have a good day?” Jake
asked as I got in the car.

“
Actually
yeah I did, right up until the very end when some slut hit on
me
,” I answered with a shrug. Jake
immediately slapped Liam around the back of the head.

“
Ouch, shit,
what was that for?” Liam asked, rubbing his head.

“
For hitting
on my little sister.” Jake shrugged
.

“How did you know it was me?” Liam whined. I
giggled as Liam shot me a dirty look and pulled out my iPod.

“
Ambs, seeing
as its Friday……” Jake said
, trailing
off.

I groaned,
knowing instantly what this was about. His weekly tradition. “No!
No parties! Come on, Jake, seriously? Does it have to be at our
house
every
week? There isn’t even a game tonight! It’s supposed to be
an
after game
party. I mean, can’t someone else have it for a
week so I don’t have to clear up after your drunken idiot friends?”
I asked, glaring at Liam again.

“
Hey don’t
bring me into this; I always help to clear up!” Liam cried
defensively.

I sighed,
feeling defeated. My brother had a party at ours every Friday night
because we had no parental supervision so it
was easiest to have it at ours. I don’t know why I bothered
whining about it, it happened regardless of whether I liked it or
not. I turned my iPod up to drown out the boys taking about girls
they were going to screw, and looked out of the window. I could see
Liam trying to make eye contact with me in the mirror but I just
ignored him and pretended to be completely lost in song.

Chapter 4

After dinner Jake and Liam went out and got some
drink for the party as usual. So I took the opportunity and had a
nice long bath, making myself feel relaxed and refreshed. I groaned
at the thought of another party. They didn’t get too wild or
anything like that, but they would last until two or three in the
morning. On top of lack of sleep, there would always be a huge mess
to clean up in the morning, both inside and out.

I sighed and
wrapped myself in a towel
. As I stepped
out of the bathroom I walked straight into Liam. His hands shot out
to steady me, grabbing my waist so I didn’t fall over. I clutched
the towel tighter around myself as I tried to calm my shocked
heart.

“
Wow, I like
the outfit,” he teased, looking me up and down
, slowly. I slapped his hands away and stormed into my
bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

As soon as
the door closed
, he knocked. “What,
Liam?” I asked angrily, through the door.

“
Angel, open
the door please,
” he requested, trying
the handle.

“
Liam, will
you just go away? Seriously, I’m not dressed!” I
frowned and stomped my foot, then immediately blushed and
thanked God that he was outside the door, so he hadn’t seen
that.

“
Angel,
please?” he
begged.

I sighed; I
hated it when he used that voice. That was his
night-time voice and the one that I had trouble saying no
to. I wrenched the door open and he smirked at me as he walked past
me into my room. “Well, what the hell do you want?” I asked, going
to my closet and pulling out my favourite t-shirt of Liam's that
I'd found in the wash. I pulled it on, being careful to keep the
towel wrapped tightly around me too.

“
Hey, I was
wondering where that shirt went,”
he
said, nodding at my t-shirt.

I
gasped
immediately thinking he was going
to ask for it back. This was my favourite t-shirt. I put it on
whenever I felt like being a slob and lounging around the house.
“You’re not getting it back, I love this shirt,” I stated, waving
my hand in a dismissive gesture.

“
Fair
enough. It looks better on you than it does me
anyway,” he replied, with a grin, looking at my legs.

I sighed in
exasperation. Why does he have to be such a flirt? “Seriously, what
do you want?” I repeated, walking over to the door and putting my
hand on the handle, ready to kick his butt out if he makes anymore
of his flirty comments.

“
I
j
ust wanted to drop off my stuff. A
change of clothes and things for tomorrow seeing as I’ll be here
tonight.” He shrugged, dropping his bag onto my bed.

“And you couldn’t just pass it to me, instead
of coming in here?” I asked angrily. Why did he have to make
everything so freaking difficult?

“
I could have
done, but then I would have missed the pleasure of seeing your hot
ass in my t-shirt. I think it’s very sexy when a girl wears her
man
’s clothes,” he purred, raking his
eyes over me again, making me squirm.

I
wrenched
the door open and glared at him.
“You’re not my man, so get the hell out!” I shouted.

“Whatever you say, Angel.” He chuckled and
left, but not before shooting me his flirty wink.

I dried my
hair off, straightening it and applied my make-up. Again, I hardly
ever wear any make up, even to parties, so I just added a little
silver eye shadow and some mascara, switching my clear lip gloss,
for pink. I pulled on my midnight blue lacy bra and thong and
looked through my closet. Parties at our house were always
incredibly hot. Jake and Liam practically invited the whole school
and everyone crammed in, making everyone sweaty and hot so I didn't
want to go for too many layers. I pulled out a pair of black fairly
short shorts and a tank top, then slipped on my silver long
necklaces and my silver strappy sandals with a little heel. I
looked myself over in the mirror. I had a nice figure, toned, not
too skinny and curvy in all the right places. I took after my mom
and had long legs and curvy hips, a small waist and slightly bigger
than average breasts. I wasn’t the most attractive girl around, but
I was happy with myself and that was all that mattered to
me.

Jake wouldn’t
like this outfit
though. It probably
showed way too much skin for his liking, even though I was
completely covered - and compared to the skanks he and Liam were
used to hanging around with, I looked like a nun. I briefly
considered changing before deciding against it, no it was hot and I
wasn’t going to get all sweaty and wear jeans just because he
doesn’t like guys to look his little sister.

I waited
until the party was in fu
ll swing, that
way Jake wouldn’t tell me to go change like some little kid, in
front of everyone. After about forty minutes, I made my way down
the hall. There were people everywhere, some people were staggering
around already. They must have only been drinking for an hour - it
was pathetic. Jake spotted me and gave me the death glare that ran
in the family, and pointed for me to go back to my room, mouthing
the word
‘change’
to me. I shook my head and smiled sweetly,
mingling in with the party people, quickly heading to the other end
of the lounge so he wouldn’t know where I was.

“
Hey
, Sean,” I chirped, as I
spotted one of my best friends.

“
Hey, girl.
Wow, you are looking hot tonight,” he said looking me over, but not
in the usual perverted way guys had. Sean and I had been friends
for a long time; he had been dating the same girl for the last two
years and was completely besotted with her, which was really
sweet.

“
Thanks. You
look good too,” I replied, smiling and looking round for my other
friends. “Where’s Kate and Sarah?” I asked with a frown. They never
missed these parties, for them it was just an excuse to drool over
all the hot guys at school, mostly Jake and Liam.

“
They’re
trying for your brother,
” he stated,
pointing to the kitchen, and laughing.

I looked
where he was pointing
, to see Kate and
Sarah both giggling uncontrollably at something that Jake had said.
Kate had her hand on his arm, and Sarah was pressed against his
side. Jake looked completely uninterested but he was enjoying the
attention, the same as always. He was used to the two of them
hanging on his every word, whenever they came to my house they
would flirt with him shamelessly, and he would walk around topless,
chuckling at their lustful expressions.

I rolled my
eyes and t
urned my attention back to
Sean. “No Terri tonight?” I asked, scanning the room for
her.

Just then
someone grabbed me from behind
. I let out
a little squeal before they spoke and I realised it was Liam. “You
look incredible, but I definitely preferred the towel,” he
whispered seductively in my ear. His hot breath tickled down my
neck, making me shiver. I could smell the beer on his breath but he
never got drunk, Jake did, but Liam always seemed to remain the one
in control in case things got out of hand.

“
Get bent,” I
growled, turn
ing to walk away to the
kitchen. I still hadn’t even had a drink.

“
Hey
, Angel, wait for me!” he
called, grabbing my hand as I continued to weave through the crowd
of people making out and grinding against each other.

When I got to
the kitchen
I was greeted by the sight of
a girl laying across my kitchen counter, and two boys doing shots
off of her body. I recognised the girl easily by her red hair and
lack of clothing. Jessica.

She let out
an excited screech as we walked in
.
“Liam! Come on, baby, do a body shot,” she purred
seductively.

Liam gripped
my hand tighter and gave me his puppy dog face, asking for help. I
just laughed and pushed him towards her
.
“Go on, Liam, give the girl what she wants, you know you want to do
a body shot,” I teased, laughing hysterically at his horrified
expression, which quickly turned to a smirk.

He gripped my
hips and lifted me onto the counter, stepping between my legs so
that our faces were inches apart. “Actually
, I do. Lay down for me then, Angel.” He gave me a wicked
grin but I knew he was only messing around.

“
Liam James,
get your filthy man-whore hands off of me, now!” I whisper yelled
at him, which made him chuckle again. He just shook his
head
, looking amused, and stepped back;
pulling me easily from the counter and setting me back down onto my
feet.

I grabbed a
cup and poured myself three quarters of a cup of Vodka and added a
splash of orange juice, downing a shot of vo
dka whist I was still pouring.

“
Angel, take
it easy there,
alright?” He frowned at my
drink shaking his head worriedly.

“
No way. I’m
getting wasted tonight, and there is no way I’m tidying up
tomorrow.” I patted his chest as I walked back to my
friends.

After a couple of hours I was
pretty drunk. I didn’t really feel very steady on my feet, but I
carried on dancing with my friends anyway. Liam was chatting to
some of his team mates not too far away, and kept glancing at
me.

“
Seriously,
Liam is checking you out!” Kate squealed
in my ear for the fifth time.

“
He is not!
Don’t be so stupid
, Kate, he’s probably
just making sure I don’t throw up, he’s tidying up tomorrow.” I
finished my drink and dropped my cup on the carpet. Ha, let them
clean that in the morning because I’m not! I started laughing
hysterically, which made Kate giggle too. “I’m going to get another
drink,” I shouted over the music.