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Alive

Fourteen: Everything's Embarrassing

Valerie attempted to shove through the bodies to get to Marc. When playing nice got her no where, Felicia broke through. She pushed people out of her way until she reached him. He had his arm around Vero and a grin on his face. He was talking with Sidney and Shea, who had some blonde girl on his arm. Marc spotted his sister's friends and sighed.
"What'd she do?" He asked. "Or who?"
"She's crying because she embarrassed herself in front of 'Poster Boy' over here and wants to know if she can go sleep in your room downstairs." Felicia explained, referring to Sid as 'Poster Boy'.
"Why is she embarrassed?" Sidney questioned. He earned an eye roll from everyone.
"If you don't understand she's in love with you by now, you are très stupide." Vero hissed.
"I'm not even French and I know that means you're a dumb as, and I definitely agree." Shea voiced.
"I don't see it. I mean she probably just thinks Sid's hot." Marc shrugged.
Vero shook her head. "Garçons stupides." She glared at Marc and Sidney. "Where's Ainsley? I'll take her downstairs." She turned to the girls.
"I didn't say she could sleep in my room." Marc interrupted.
"But I did." Vero shot back.
"She's in the washroom. She locked Kristen in the with her." Felicia sighed.
"No, Kristen locked them in. She said Ainsley looks messy." Valerie laughed.
"Ainsley's always messy." Shea chuckled.
"I think Ainsley is a beautiful, young girl. Don't you agree, Sidney?" Vero grinned.
He exhaled, rolling his eyes. He shook his head as he took a sip of his beer. Marc glared at Vero. She pecked his cheek before she began the trek to the washroom. She stopped. She through her arms up, screaming in French. Marc his his face in his hands as everyone else laughed at her.
Kaitlyn stood at the door alone. She was listening to Ainsley babble on to Kristen about how much she hated herself. Kaitlyn rolled her eyes, looking at the living room. Her eyes met her favourite pair of blue ones. Patrick was watching her from across the room. He licked her lips before he looked down. Kaitlyn shook her head. She placed her ear against the door again, blocking her view of the room.
Patrick saw her reaction and frowned. He knew he was an asshole. He knew he owed Kaitlyn an apology. He left his group without a word. He was on a mission to get to the washroom without being stopped. He kept his head down, walking straight. He didn't move for anyone or move around anyone. He got to the hall before the washroom without a hunch. He looked up. Kaitlyn's eyes shifted to his. She sighed, standing up straight as he came right up to her. He put a hand on her back, pulling her close.
"We need to talk." He said to her.
She laughed, pushing him away. "No, you need to talk. I have nothing to say to you."
"Okay, I'm sorry." He stated.
She rolled her eyes. "Come back when you mean it." She hissed, turning away from him.
"How don't I mean it? You think I come up to every girl I fuck up with and apologize? No, because I don't care about them." He ranted.
She turned back to face him, crossing her arms. "You're a real asshole, Patrick Kane." She huffed but he could see the smile she was holding back. He grinned a bit, trying to keep it in. "You think you can treat a girl like shit and then come over to her with your pretty blue eyes and pout until she accepts your bullshit apology."
He chuckled. "With the girls I have intentions of only sleeping with, yeah. With you, I am really sorry. I didn't know how to deal with actually liking you."
"Ignoring me at lunch and pretending you didn't cry to Ainsley about me was a bad start." Kaitlyn mentioned.
"I didn't cry. I just freaked out a bit." He answered honestly. "I don't do, liking girls."
"Believe me. I've heard." She smirked.
"What? People have said shit about me to you?" He pouted. She nodded. "Who and what have they said?"
"Does it really matter? I couldn't care less." She laughed.
He let out a breath of relief. "So, what do I need to do to show I like you?" He asked.
"I don't know. Actually talk to me at school, for starters." She stated. He nodded. "Maybe walk me to my class and hold my hand since you're a gentleman." She suggested. He grabbed her hand. "Put your arm around me when you see one of the hundreds of boys that think I'm cute staring." She taunted.
He wrapped his free arm around her shoulders. He pulled her into his chest, still holding her one hand. She looked up at him. He smiled at her.
"Can I, maybe, kiss you?" He whispered.
She nodded and her eyes closed as his lips met hers. James approached, letting out a wolf whistle. Kaitlyn smiled through the kiss, pulling away. She stepped away from Pat, dropping his hand. James smirked at Patrick. He smirked back.
"So, what's the situation?" James nodded at the door.
"She embarrassed herself in front of Sidney and she, like, loves him so she's crying." Kaitlyn exhaled.
The door swung open and Ainsley glared from the floor. "I do not love him! I'm in here because I am throwing up!" She huffed.
Vero approached. "Ah, I see there's a whole squad here for you. I talked to Marc, you can go downstairs."
"If you and Marc don't get married, we are." Ainsley demanded as she stood. "
What about you and Sidney?" Patrick mocked.
"Go the fuck away before I blow chunks all over you." She warned.
Patrick nodded, grabbing Kaitlyn's hand. James and Kristen helped Ainsley downstairs. She was out the moment she hit Marc's bed.
"I'm going to get her water and a bucket." Kristen explained. She came back to James spooning Ainsley. Kristen growled, pulling him to the floor. He landed his back and looked up at her in shock.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Kristen hissed.
"She asked me to!" He lied.
"Go away, James." She groaned, holding her head.
"I'm not,"
She smacked him upside the head. "Get out or I'll tell Marc." She threatened.
He sighed and stood. He walked out of the room. There were footsteps before Sidney walked in the room. He watched her place the bucket beside Ainsley. He laughed, gaining his sister's attention. "
I want you dead." She spat as he walked over. "You're the reason she's like this."
"I didn't make her drink." He defended as he sipped his beer.
"You did make her make an ass out of herself." She crossed her arms.
"I can't control the crush she has on me." He shrugged.
"You could help it disappear by not flirting with her."
"I did no such thing." He gasped.
"You do it all the time. Looking over at her before you shoot, always hanging out with her at parties." Kristen rambled. Realization struck. "You totally like her."
Sidney chuckled. "Ainsley's cute but I don't like her."
Kristen rolled her eyes. He rolled his. He was way too obvious and it amazed Kristen that he didn't think she could tell. Twins could read each other better than anyone else.

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Comments

hi!!!!!! this is my new account because I lost access to this account so if you come here, I will be posting the rest of Alive

nmacky nmacky
5/24/14

omg stop Geno ugh too cute. I wanna know more about Sid and Ainsley though goddammit

marlene marlene
3/27/14

KRISTEN NOOO LOLOLOLOL loving all these updates and this story!

marlene marlene
3/14/14

LOLOLOL this is great

marlene marlene
2/25/14

YES SLAY

gardiner gardiner
2/16/14