I was warm. Way too warm. My eyes popped open as I feel my skin on fire, something brushing against almost every portion of me that wasn't covered in clothes. I smile and end up blushing to myself as fantasies flash through my head, forcing me to practically scramble out of the bed. I felt like an idiot, things like this didn't happen in real life. Girls don't fall in love equally with three different guys and actually have all three of them love her back.

I look at the little alarm clock and wipe my face, I still had close to half an hour before I really needed get up. I rubbed at my eyes as I stretched my limbs out, the familiar sore feeling hitting me like a ton of bricks. I winced, folding in on myself as I made my way to the huge ensuite bathroom before plugging up the tub and starting the water. I undressed as quickly as I could, which really wasn't that quick, and unwinding the gauze Finch had wrapped around me last night.

I settled into the tub slowly, gritting my teeth when the hot water touched my skin. I let out a breath when I finally relaxed into the water, getting out soap and the loofa from the side. I finished washing myself and got out of the tub gingerly, wrapping the towel in myself before opening the door.

The boys were still asleep in the bed, clutching onto the sheets and pillow I had just occupied. I left the room and walked into the room down the hallway, going into a room with bright blue walls and photos spread all over the walls. A king sized bed with a sky blue comforter sat in the middle of the room, paint brushes and canvases scattered across the floor.

I knew this was Finch's room, mainly by his smell, and moved across the room and into the closet. I found the clothes they had bought me the day before, all folded or hung up. I smiled as I picked out what I wanted to wear, a Morton long sleeve with light jeans, a hole in the knee.

It was loose against all of my wounds, but helped me feel put together. I went out of the room and back down the stairs, staring the coffee machine. I heard movement upstairs, making another small smile pull up onto my face. I see the sets of feet making it down the stairs before their alarmed faces, falling in relief when they notice me standing by the counter.

"You guys okay?" I ask as I take out three other cups, pouring coffee in the mugs and making it just the way the boys like. Finch with too much sugar and no cream, Theo with just a bit of cream, and Ronan without anything. I push it towards the three who were now sitting at the bar, just staring at me. "What?"

"Will you tell us about last night?" I feel my mood damper quickly at Theo's words, nerves wracking through me.

"What do you want to know?" I ask quietly, looking over their faces for a moment. I take in Finch's too serious face, and feel the way it causes my heart to squeeze painfully. I never want him to not be happy like he usually is, because it breaks my heart.

"When did it start?" I bit my lip as I stirred my coffee slowly, glancing at the clock every once in a while.

"Six or seven? A few months after my dad died, I got discovered because of my piano playing. I started making money, no she just, changed." I squeezed my fist together to stop any tears from rolling down my cheeks, trying to stop the onslaught of emotions wanting to barrel out of me.

"Why don't you leave Sugar? You have the money and the means, why don't you go?" I look back over to Finch and shake my head slowly, trying to make him understand whatever the hell is going on inside of my head.

"I'm not eighteen yet, she'd call the cops. She has friends in high places, including the cops. I've tried before, it never ended good." I trailed off at the end of the sentence, biting my lip as I avoided their stares.

"You're not going back." Ronan's voice was full of authority and completely stern, his blue eyes darker as he stared at me.

"I can't just leave Ronan!"

"The fuck you cant!" Finch butts in, shooting out of his chair and making his way around the bar to me.

"What am I supposed to do huh? Drain my accounts and move houses, hell probably move countries or states!?" My hands flew around me as I shouted, my eyes pin pricking as I tried to keep tears at bay.

"Move in with us."

I jolt at Theo's words, his eyes staring at me intently. I scoff inwardly, choosing to shake my head at him instead. "You live next door Theo, that wouldn't work."

"We'll move." My eyes flash back to Finch, who had moved a closer than before.

"I've known you guys for what, a week? A week and a half? I can't fucking move in with you guys, what about when we grow up? When you get girlfriends or any of us get married? College? Graduating?" My chest hurts but this has to be said. Everything within me was screaming to go with them, to love them whether they want it or it, but my brain just isn't letting my heart do what it wants.

Brain over Heart. Mind over matter.

"When do you turn eighteen?" I look back at Ronan, his eyes sadder than they had been in a long time.

"On Halloween, in a month and a half." His eyes dimmed a bit before he nodded, shutting them silently.

"She's right." It was silent as he spoke, the tension palpable and floating through me. He sounded so broken as he spoke, and by the looks of Theo and Finch, they weren't doing much better.

"I hate this." I shut my eyes as Finch backs up a bit, the heat from his body leaving my skin cold. I immediately missed it, and chastised myself for it almost instantly.

"I do too, but she's right. We can't get the cops involved, as soon as they are you'll both be found out about, as well as my father. The only thing we can do is save her as much as possible." I gave them all a small defeated smile, before pausing at the little gleam in Theo's eye.

"I have an idea." He hops off the stool and races out of the room, leaving me to share a confused look with Ronan and Finch. We all follow him up the stairs and into his bedroom, where he sat with a sleek black laptop open in front of him.

"What're you doing?" I come up behind him and watch as the pulls up the school website, before beginning to type something in. A black screen shoots up in the corner, green text spreading out across the screen at a fast pace. I don't understand the letters and numbers in front of me, but it looks like Theo does, as he barely even looks at the screen as he types.

"Changing the number for the school to call if anything happens or if you leave school, instead rerouting it to either of our three phones. Your mother as well, will be going on vacation soon. All expenses paid, of course, with her little friends. She'll probably tell you this afternoon, so just be careful." My eyes are wide as I listen to him, glancing back over Ronan and Finch, who have huge grins spread over their faces.

I huff out, before nodding and letting a small smile spread over my lips. "Will this work?"

"You bet your sweet as it will." I chuckle at Finch's brash words, shaking my head slightly.

"Fine, you two, go get dressed. We still have school, and you," I point back down to Theo, who playfully nips at my finger by his lips. "Hey! You get dressed too you goofball."

He just grins as the other two chuckles, bounding out of the room with a bounce in their step. I lean down over Theo and stare at his face upside down, leaning over closer and leaving a kiss right by the corner of his mouth. "Thank you Theo, you three mean the world to me right now."

"No baby doll, you mean the world to us."

-

The ride to school was quick since we decided to share a car instead of having each of us take a separate one. As soon as I stepped out, with a new black hat on my head thanks to Finch, it seems like my eyes met Brynn's almost instantly. Her face was set with cold malice that sent shudders down my spine, forcing me to grip Finch's arm a bit tighter.

He followed my line of sight and pretty much growled out loud, his muscles tensing under my palm. "Fucking bitch."

"What?" Ronan followed our sight before growling out his own growl, giving her a seething glare before standing in front of me and blocking her from my sight with his broad shoulders. "Don't mind her, remember what tonight is?"

My mind drew a blank before it pretty much exploded in my mind, a huge grin expanding over my lips. "The football game!"

I whirled around to find Theo giving me a grin that battled the one from this morning, forcing a small blush to spread across my cheeks. "I was uh, I was wondering, would you, would you wear my jersey tonight?"

I nodded enthusiastically, practically jumping on the balls of my feet in front of him. He smiled even wider before leaning down and pressing his lips to my temple, his nose brushing against my hair line. It sent shivers down my spine as my eyes shut, a small puff of hair escaping my lips.

"So perfect." It was a small murmur from the background, maybe Ronan or Finch I'm not sure, but it causes my heart to break into rapid beats that I'm sure wasn't normal.

I breathe out and smile back at him, feeling his arm wrap around me and turn me around to fully face Ronan and Finch. Blood forces it's way across my face as guilt slams into me, am I leading them on? It this normal?

The other two don't look upset or jealous, instead just looking happy and content. I scrunch my eyebrows and look to Finch for answers, since he usually is more open to me about anything, but he just smiles and shakes his head at me. I feel Theo's hard chest against my back, warmth spreading through my muscles.

The bell chooses to ring at that moment, forcing me out of my little daydream. Theo leads me into the building with Ronan and Finch not far behind, almost creating a barrier between me and the rest of the student body.

We walk into the English room, air blowing my hair behind us. I wanted to skeins into myself as eyes wandered over to us, well, actually to the guys and inadvertently me. I looked down at my feet a they led me, looking up again when the hairs on my arms stood on end.

Brynn lakes into the classroom, her hair an even brighter red from the light behind it. She was like a flame, bright and shining and attracting the attention of every male within the room and even some of the girls.

But the boys, my boys, just kept staring at me with something in their eyes. I didn't understand it, I'm not sure whether I wanted to, but it took everything within me to not kiss the shit out of them.

-

I smiled to myself as I washed my hands in the bathroom within the football stadium. I had Theo's jersey on over some fleece lined leggings and a pair of boots, an oversized leather jacket that I was pretty sure belonged to Ronan over that. I wasn't exactly sure why Ronan didn't play football himself considering his huge stature, but when I asked he just told me he doesn't play American football.

I wiped my hands with a paper towel before going back outside and making my way up the stadium steps. I smiled again once I saw Ronan and Finch sitting with an open seat between them, almost no one else surrounding the two. As I made my way up the rest of the stairs to them their eyes met mine and grins flashed across their lips, eliciting a huge stutter in my heart.

"You ready to watch Theo kick some ass?" I chuckle as I sit down, the boys immediately shuffling closer to help me warm up a bit. The Washington air isn't quite cold yet, but it still lingers around fifty degrees at night; a huge difference from the warm California air I had grown use to for so long.

"Of course I am! From what I saw, he has to be amazing at almost any sports." Ronan nodded and smiled to me, his blue calculating eyes staring right into me.

"He is, although he won't admit but how good he is. I wish he'd do college ball, but he's just so focused on the company his parents left him." My eyebrows furrowed a bit as I turned to fully face him, chewing on my bottom lip as I asked my question.

"What company? Have I heard of it?"

"It's a software company, Cross Enterprises. That's why he's so good at anything techy, it's kinda in his blood." My eyes widen as I hear the company name, cursing myself for never making the connection between Theo's last name and the company. Cross Enterprises was one of the top software companies in the country, rivaling Apple itself.

"Does he want to take it over?" Finch sighed beside us, forcing me to turn and look at him fully.

"He does but he doesn't at the same time. Right now he had people covering his position because he isn't old enough yet, but as soon as he graduates and turns eighteen, he's going to be thrown into the ring. He wants to be a normal adult, go to college and get his degree, but he can't with the company."

I felt so miserable for Theo, my heart actually breaking for him. I couldn't let myself linger over my dad thoughts for very long because the bullhorn blasted over by the big paper cover they held up for the football players to run through. I smiled as the crowd stood up, forcing Ronan and Finch to lift me up onto both of their shoulders so I could see over everyone.

I grinned wildly as I waved at Theo, watching him grin through his helmet and wave back at me. My heart raced as he lifted his hand to his lips and blow it back to me, my hand timidly snatching it out of the air and placing it over my heart.

The game went by quickly as I sat back down between the two, the setting sun making it incredibly colder quickly. It was the last quarter of the game with less than a minute left when Theo got the ball and began to run down the field. I stood with the rest of the crowd, watching as he gracefully skimmed through the other teams players to try and tackle him; but to no avail.

He was beautiful as he ran, filled with such a grace I could only wish for. I grinned to myself as the buzzer rang mere moments after he crossed the touchdown line. I squealed, which I swear I will never let myself do ever again, and jumped in between Ronan and Finch.

"Go down to him." Ronan whispered in my ear as the marching band began to play, my feet moving against my will down the steps and out the gate towards the bottom.

I flew out down the last steps and across the track, watching as Theo ripped helmet off and complete the couple of yards between us. I didn't expect his lips to smash into me, I didn't expect the heat to flash across my skin by his mere touch, and I never expected the way his fingertips to brush up under his jersey across my bare back.

His kiss was heated and erupted a huge firework within me, a fire I don't think could ever be doused. He was beauty and grace and a eruption of emotions I couldn't even comprehend; a whirlwind of a storm with raging winds and flashing lightening, all while I was sprinkling rain on July evenings. I was the new moon letting darkness into the day, the clouds covering the stars. I was everything he didn't need, but yet chose. He chose me.

The worst part is, I think I loved him. All three of them.

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Heya everyone! Sorry for the wait, my phone broke, which is pretty much what I wrote through, so I had to wait till a new one came in from sprint. Anyway, I have just a little question.

Do you guys want this to be an Academy fanfic? Like the guys in the academy? Or just a original story? Thank you for letting me know!