c18 - netflix, no chill

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We wake up in the morning after the second night, the majority of us hangover, however Lina is staying strong on the whole not drinking thing for some reason, so she's lucky enough to face the agony we do.

Although, I must admit, it's becoming sort of a second hand nature for me now.

I crawl out of the tent, not bothering to check if anyone's still in it, and see a few people, but not everyone, gathered round the fire.

Literally just the contents of my tent, and Rhiannon, as her and Lina were making breakfast.

I head over to Jagger and Arianna, sitting myself in the chair besides them both.

"Morning." Arianna hugs me, she's quite a sweet and bubbly girl, I pat her on the back but thats as far as our hug goes.

Jagger gives me a nod of respect and then fists bump me, we have our own handshake we made when we was fifteen but my god we would not do it here.

"So, what are you two talking about?" I ask, genuinely curious as although they talk they aren't the closest of our 'group'.

Arianna and Jagger exchange looks, before she starts to giggle and he chuckles.

"Sex. With Girls. And the hottest girls in our year." They say in unison.

Wow. Clearly they make quite the pair.

"Go on then," I lean forward, intrigued, "who's the hottest?"

Arianna responds, "Lina first, definitely. And then Amber. Then me, duh...."

"Then her twin, because they look the same, duh. And then that other girl, but I can't remember her name." Jagger continues.

I chuckle, "And the year above?"

Arianna rubs her hands together, like she's an evil mastermind plotting...something.

"Rhiannon, because she's naturally beautiful. Paige, because she has big tits, then Rosemary, Beckie Bell's sister Rayleigh, and Harper."

"Wow, you really have got this all written out." I reply, my friends may be absurd but oh well, I do like them.

They laugh.

I watch as Rhiannon and Lina cook. Rhiannon looks so concentrated, but Lina looks so careless, even though you can tell she's struggling slightly more than Rhiannon.

"Sin, instead of looking at us, can you go get the fruit from the gazebo?" Lina puts her hand on her hip as she speaks to me.

I nod, "Of course," before heading to the gazebo.

Looking in the gazebo area, I grab a box full of wrapped up, fresh fruit, and then a watermelon which I put on my hip, and carry it like you see mums with toddlers in supermarkets.

"Here you go, your highness." I bow after passing her the fruit box.

Then, I hand her a watermelon, and I can't help but chuckle to myself.

"You're so weird." Lina says as she takes the watermelon.

"I carried a watermelon!" I clap, thinking of my social worker, Missy, and how that's her favourite film.

Lina looks at me in confusion.

"Holy. Shit. You haven't watched Dirty Dancing? Rhiannon, what is this mockery? She's your best friend, and you haven't forced her to watch it? Huh?" My head tilts to the side.

How can anyone who lives in the UK be able to say they haven't watched Dirty Dancing? Sure, she's Spanish, but you can tell she's lived in the UK for a while based on her accent.

Lina shrugs, "If it's one of those cringy movies, I'm glad I haven't watched it."

"No. When we get home later, we are watching it, understood? You're missing out, Lina, big time."

She rolls her eyes before heading to the gazebo, presumably to grab some plates.

Rhiannon looks at me. "Can you wake up the others, please?"

I sigh, I'm blessed with the best duties.

I walk over to their tent in a huff, and then take a deep breath in, ready to yell their asses awake.

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Jagger dropped Lina and I off, back to our room. I'm loading up Dirty Dancing on Netflix, it took a lot of bribing, £20 worth of food in fact, to convince Lina to agree to watch it with me.

She is currently putting that food in different bowls.

"You know, for some tough womaniser guy, you're really into chick flics, aren't you? Dirty Dancing, Wild Child....." she lists, her eyebrow raised.

I throw a pillow with her. "Sorry that Missy encouraged me to be raised right. And Layla always made me watch movies."

"One of your girlfriends?" Lina says with something in a voice, a hint of emotion, if I wasn't sane enough I would even possibly note it as jealousy or some kind of spite.

Walking over to her, I put my hands on her shoulders and coo, "Don't be jealous, little red, there's plenty of me to go around."

She turns around, shaking my hands off, and looks up at me, challenging me.

"Don't worry, piss-pants, I'm far from jealous. I just felt kinda sorry for the girl, being stuck with your ugly ass." She winks at me before grabbing the bowls and sitting on the floor, where I had arranged the duvets to make some sort of movie den.

We lay down, a notable distance between us, on our stomachs. Not the comfiest position, and I am one with plenty of experiences with all sorts of positions, but the most suitable for movie watching and this den.

The bowls are laid out around the laptop- a bowl of popcorn, sweet because Lina says salty are disgusting, minstrels and maltesers, a bowl of strawberries and of course a plate of Nutella toast. We also have a bottle of water each, because the food we have is quite sickly, and I refuse to ruin this iconic movie with a bit of vomit.

"Are you ready?" I say excitedly, looking at Lina. She's wearing a black onesie, that has a red rose on either side of her hips. Her hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, presumably keeping it out of her face.

I look at her face, and notice there's a small freckle on her eyelid, something I haven't noticed before.

"Are you gonna keep examining my face; or play the godamn movie? I don't wanna watch it as it is." She groans, so I chuckle and press play.

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"Now I've had the time of my lifeeee," I sing, gesturing for Lina to join in, "and I've never felt like this before."

"No. Okay, no." She shakes her head, biting her lip, looking moody but I can tell by the gleam in her eyes that she wants to laugh.

I elbow her, "Come on, little red, live a little."

She bites her lip. "My mum loved this song. She must've loved the movie, but I don't remember it. Strange, huh?"

"So you know the song? And your not singing? Come on!" I nudge her, encouraging.

The first verse plays, and she watches, and although she may find it a 'cringy' movie, I can tell she loves it.

Who wouldn't? It's the best, Missy always says that.

"I've had the time of my lifeeeeee!" I sing along, to gain an eye roll from my pessimist roommate.

We watch the rest of the movie, and when I clap at the end, I notice Lina's hand linger near each other, but she puts them back by her side, not wanting to break her shell.

"So? What did you think?" I lean onto my side, facing her.

She bites her lip. "It was alright."

So she's playing the stubborn route. I see how it is.

I crawl out of the den, to go to the toilet. I smell weed as I come out of the toilet, and see Lina sitting on her bed, smoking.

"Do you wanna watch another movie?"

She pauses, then grins. "If you follow two of my conditions. We go halves on a McDonalds delivery, and if I get to choose the movie."

Touche.

"Well? What are we ordering?" I sit on my bed, and grin.

She rolls her eyes, and we open up the McDonald's app on her phone.

When the food finally comes, we go back into the den, being careful not to get it on her duvet as she threatened to literally rip my balls off if I do, and I'm not in the mood for an earful.

She logs onto Rhiannon's amazon prime.

Do girls share everything?

"Oh? Not Netflix?"

She shakes her head, "This is a series. I love it. It's called the 100."

I nod, the name sounds vaguely familiar, but I haven't watched it before.

We get comfortable, and she presses play.

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How do you like this chapter? The softer sides of my babies are starting to come out, and I don't know about you, but I'm all for it!

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