✔ Perfect Chemistry ✔

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

We were all sat in Benny's front room, pissed, but far from drunk. Angel was spread out across the floor, with his head under the coffee table. Matt and Benny were sat on the sofa with me lying across their laps, Kip was in the kitchen some where trying to cure his munchies while Zane had gone in search of his hidden stash of Jack that he kept in Benny’s house.

'Have you guys ever noticed you're all miserable drunks?' I randomly asked, Trying to joke and lighten the still sombre mood. They smiled but I could tell they weren’t being completely honest. 

Matt was messing with my hair, I liked it when he did, he always has done it, ever since I was little, It comforted me, 'Guys, cheer up'

'I still can't believe you are leaving' Benny mumbled from the bottom of the couch. I smiled down at him. 'And back to England, So far!'. I rolled my eyes and sat up.

'I'm tired, Im going home' I was feeling a little annoyed, Zane and Kip came back in to the room.

‘You’re leaving?' Kip asked, dumping tons of sweets, crisps and basic snacks down on the table, making Angel yell verbal abuse at him. It was funny, but I was far to annoyed to laugh. 

'Yeah, it’s getting late' I lied. I went around all the guys, giving them a hug and kiss on the cheek before picking up my jacket and heading for the door. 'NIGHT GUYS!!'

'NIGHT!' they all yelled back. I took a last look around the room before I opened the door and walked out. I lived right next door, so I didn't have far to stubble. 

I quietly opened my front door and closed it again.. I just wanted to go to bed and try and avoid the ‘'Do you know what time it is young lady’' speech that would probably be followed by the '’Hanging out with 5 older men is not appropriate behaviour'’ talk that I had literally every time I went out with the guys.

'Where have you been?!' Great. I turned around to face my mum and dad. Sighing I threw down my jacket and walked into the front room where they sat. 'Have you been drinking?'

‘Yeah, I have, it’s my birthday and I wanted to have fun with my friends!' I told them, not really caring if they took offence to my attitude.

'They’re a bad influence on you Emma! You’re not even legal to drink! They are no good trouble makers!' My dad yelled. That’s when my defensive instinct kicked in.

'Shut up! You don't even know them!' I yelled at my parents. When ever they or some one else bad mouthed the guys, I kicked into protective mode and felt the need to defend them.

'Watch your mouth. See, I told you it's the best thing to move back to England, She will be away from those men' I knew my parents didn't like me hanging out with the guys. Probably for many reasons but the main one with out a doubt is the fact they are all older men.

I told them time after time we were all just friends, nothing has ever happened, nothing has ever been hinted at! They would NEVER disrespect me or our friendships like that!

'Why don't you just drop dead dad. You don't understand the relationship I have with those guys, and YOU NEVER WILL!' My voice got louder the more upset I got before I ran out of the room and headed up stairs to my bed room. Slamming the door shut behind myself. 

I climbed in to my bed and stared up at the wall. Trying to calm myself down. I was so f*****g angry! I just wanted it to be morning again, the sooner it was morning, the sooner I can spend the last few days with my friends. It's not fair, I doubt my brothers will have to go back to England, all though, they probably will, they hated it here. I closed my eyes and thought back....all those years ago....

To the day we moved in here to Salt Lake City…

...and the day I met Benny and the other guys...