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CHAPTER EIGHT

Maya woke up alarmed to a warm sensation that spread across her lower stomach area. Her eyes shot open wide, scared to see what was there. "Oh shit, did I piss myself? Tell me I didn't piss myself." she thinks to herself. She looked down to her stomach to see it was just an arm. An arm that belonged to no other than Lucas Fucking Friar.

She looked over to her right to see him laying down on his stomach, face turned the other way. Maya looked back and forth from his head to his arm that was around her waist. Slowly, she picked up his limp arm, and tried to escape from his hold and go to the bathroom. But, Lucas held his arm down, and reassured his grip on her.

This caused Maya to blush. Lucas was unconsciously holding her. She turned her head to the right again to look at the blonde boy, and she whispered his name.

"Huckleberry," Maya whispered, "are you up?"

No answer. She tried again.

"Ranger Rick," she said in a low voice, "are you awake?" She shook his body too.

This caused Lucas to groan, and turn his face towards Maya's. She looked at his facial features. Lucas's eyes were peacefully closed, eyelashes hitting the top of his cheeks. A small, closed smirk was plastered on his face as he breathed steadily. "I guess he looks cute when he's asleep." Maya thinks to herself.

"Quit looking at me, Shortstack." Lucas mumbled.

Maya was taken aback by his words. "Yeah, well quit holding my waist Lucas. I gotta pee." She tried to shake his arm off, but it was impossible.

Lucas opened his eyes. She never calls him Lucas. He lifts up his head from his pillow and props up his arm so he could lean on it. "Hey, what gives?"

"What do you mean?"

"You never call me Lucas."

"Well, you deserve it right now. Let me pee!"

Not allowing her to pee, Lucas pulls Maya into his body. Her back was on his torso, and his arms were wrapped around Maya's waist.

"I'm not letting you go until you call me a name." Lucas shouts stubbornly.

"Why does it matter so much?" Maya equally shouts with the same tone.

"You've always called me a name. When you say my actual name it sounds like I'm in trouble."

"Well if you don't let go of me, there will be a little trouble on this bed right now." Maya twists her head over her shoulder to look at Lucas.

"You wouldn't." he squints at her.

"I so would." Maya fights back.

"Fine. Go." he releases his hold on her, and she gladly lifts herself of the bed and runs to the bathroom in his room.

Lucas could hear a faint, "Thanks Sundance," coming from the bathroom. He chuckles at her words, and he lays back down on his pillow staring at the ceiling with a huge smile on his face.

•

Maya was chilling in Lucas's bed while he was in the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom. She scrolled through the usual Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat. Her and Riley were sending each other funny videos of them using the filters;they couldn't stop cracking up. Eventually, the girls ended up calling each other on Facetime.

After Riley picked up the call, she said, "Good morning Peaches!"

"Morning Riles. I miss you."

"I miss you too. Hanging out with the group without you is weird." she said with a frown on her face.

"What about Hopalong?"

"Nah, who cares."

Maya giggled at Riley's statement. "What have you guys done?"

Riley looked up to the ceiling to show that she was thinking. "Well, we went to the movies that one time. We go to the café everyday, so there's that. I don't know what the plan is for today. Maybe we'll have a photoventure or something." she smiles.

Riley was always her goofy, loving self. She loved being creative and loved going out to new places. Riley cares for everyone and everything, and won't let anything negative come toward her way. She embraced her inner self so much, and that's what Maya loves about her.

"That'll be fun Honey! 'Specially since Farkle has that old film camera too. You guys can be total hipsters now." Maya says with some playfulness to her tone.

Riley laughs. "Totally." she pauses, and continues. "How's the luggage situation?"

"Not good. Still hasn't arrived." Maya sticks out her lip into a frown. "I do have those clothes I showed you though. And some of Lucas's shit."

Riley quirks her eyebrows up and down. "Oooh, Lucas's stuff. You're even wearing one of his shirts right now."

Maya rolls her eyes. "Riley."

"Hi, I'm Maya. I get to share clothes with Lucas Friar because my bag went 'missing.' Don't you just wish you were me?"

"Riley." Maya deadpans.

"I'm Maya, I took romantic pictures in front of a pretty sunset with a pretty boy by a lake last night." she jokes, making kissy noises to the screen.

"Ril—" Maya paused, "wait, what? How do you know that?" She was pretty confused. She didn't say anything to her about yesterday. She doubted Lucas did either. Did he?

"Lucas's mom posted pictures of you guys on her Facebook. She literally tagged me, Farkle, Zay, and Smackle." Riley snorted. "The pics are way cute though." she smiled to me.

I exited out the Facetime app to go onto Facebook. She checked her notifications, and there it was. The picture of her and Lucas on the dock staring at each other's faces. Real close. "Oh my god, Amanda is crazy." Maya laughed.

Looking at the picture gave Maya butterflies. She remembered that the shimmering lake made his deep blue eyes sparkle along with it. She knew that he was staring right back into her eyes too. All she could think about was Lucas and how soft his hand was when she held it last night. And the way his arm draped around her waist this morning. Maya felt so weird, so tingly. What the hell is she feeling right now?

She quickly exited the app, and went back to Riley.

"Maya, are you okay?" Riley asked with concern.

"Y-yeah. I'm good. I'm just," she paused, "confused?"

"About?" Riley asked softly. "You can tell me anything."

"Yeah I know Riles. Let me just figure this out for myself first, okay?"

"Definitely." she changed the subject for Maya's benefit. "So, what are you and Lucas gonna do today?"

"I'm not quite sure. Maybe go to a farmer's market or something? I don't know what Texans do for fu—" Maya was interrupted by a knock on the door. She unplugged her phone, and kept it in her hand as she walked over to open the closed, white door.

She opened the door to see a teenage boy about her age. He was brunette with his hair spiked up into a quiff, and had light blue eyes. He was dressed in a navy blue V-neck shirt and black jeans. He smiled at Maya with completely straight teeth. Maya had to admit, he was attractive as fuck.

"Riley, I'll have to call you back." Maya said with her eyes squinted. They share a quick goodbye, and Maya hangs up the call, and puts her phone on the bed.

"Um, hi." Maya says politely, with a confused tone.

"Hey, I'm Brody. I'm Lucas's cousin."

A lightbulb appeared above Maya's head, and she began to speak. "Oh! You're the famous Brody. It's nice to meet you, my name's Ma—" she says, holding her hand out, but Brody interrupts her.

"It doesn't matter. You're probably gonna be gone in a few hours anyways." he chuckles, crossing his arms. Maya dropped her hand, and put it on her hip.

She looked up at him confusedly. "Excuse me? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Aw," he paused, "don't take it personal, hun." Brody put a hand on Maya's shoulder and leaned in. "One night stands are supposed to be, well, one night only. I'm sure Lukey will let you keep his shirt though. He's that kind of guy." he winked at Maya, releasing his hand from her shoulder.

Maya's blood was boiling. Who does this guy think he is? If this was his idea of a great first impression, he clearly needs some help. Brody leaned against the doorframe, and Maya glared at him.

"If you're down, we can mess around a bit before Lucas kicks you out." he smirked down at Maya, and then looked aimlessly around the room.

What a fucking asshole.

Maya laughed. Hard. "Oh man, you sure do think you're hot shit, don't ya?"

"Um, obviously. Look at me."

"No wonder Lucas hates you." Maya mutters under her breath. "You've got the wrong idea here, buddy. I'm not here to hook up, especially with you." she snorts.

"Ha. Please." Brody sniffs. "Why would Lucas have a girl in his room?"

Maya rolled her eyes far back. "I'm his girlfriend, dumbass."

He stared at Maya for a while, then burst out laughing. "W-what? Lucas? Having a g-girlfriend?" He was almost in tears, and that's when Maya heard the bathroom door open. Maya turns her head, and smiles big. Thank goodness.

Out came the cowboy himself, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, rubbing his wet hair with a towel. He looks up at Maya, confused as to what's going on. She gestured to outside of the door with her eyes, and Lucas caught onto the act. He walked towards her, and wrapped a hand around her waist.

"Hey babe." Lucas says, dropping a kiss on her forehead. Maya could feel the heat rising to her cheeks once again, and she softly replied with a "hey."

Brody dies down his laughter once he sees this, and looks at Lucas. He sighs, "Hey bro. Long time no see, huh?"

"I guess."

Brody chuckles. "Still don't fancy me huh?"

"Nope. Never will."

"Hey, that's chill with me. As long as you don't attack me anytime this week." he puts his hands up in defeat.

"Yeah, whatever. Why are you up here anyways?" Lucas asks bitterly.

"I had to put my stuff away down the hall. Aunt Jennifer told me to check and see if you were awake. Then I encountered this little one here." Brody's eyes motioned to Maya.

"You mean my girlfriend?"

"Sure. I didn't see you as the type of guy that had a girlfriend though. Since, y'know. You've never had one." Brody mocks. "I hope I didn't embarrass you in front of your girl." he smirked.

Maya rolls her eyes, and Lucas stays straight faced. Man, did Maya hate him already. She understood how Lucas felt now, and why he never had the nerve to mention Brody before.

Lucas sighed. "At least I have a girlfriend now. You're single at a wedding."

"Exactly, bro! People hook up at weddings. I knew you were slow, but c'mon man. I would even hook up with your chick if she came alone, although she's only a 7." Brody chuckled.

Maya didn't know what to do. Lucas was good at fighting physically, I mean, we've all seen it. But, he wasn't so good at fighting back verbally. That was her thing. She couldn't help him in this situation. Suddenly, she got an idea.

"Sadly, I'll have to decline your offer. I'm in a happy relationship, and I don't need some California douchebag to ruin that." Lucas dropped his arm off of Maya. She pushed Brody's shoulder off of the door frame. "I suggest you go somewhere else because this house definitely can't fit you or your ego in here."

Mata turned to face Lucas, and she stood on her tippy toes to reach Lucas's cheek and kissed him.

On. The. Lips.

It was a quick peck, but she could feel her mouth on fire, and her heart beating faster than it ever has in her life. Lucas's eyes were opened wide at her as she turned to face Brody once again.

"Have fun with the adults. We'll be here for a while." Maya winked at him, and slammed the door shut. She sighed, and turned back to face Lucas.

He was stood there silently, not knowing what to do.

The atmosphere around them was heavy. Neither of them knew what to say to each other without making it awkward. Maya decided she should apologize.

"Ah, sorry Huckleberry. I know it was pretty sudden, but I couldn't just let him talk you down like that. And me." Maya stammered.

"Yeah, I understand." Lucas replies. "It just took me off guard. We never really…." his voice trailed off, and he cleared his throat. Maya laughed a little.

"Yeah," Maya paused, "but it sure made us look believable as hell, right?"

Lucas chuckled. "Definitely, Shortstack."

"Should we, like, do it more?" Maya asked nervously, fidgeting her feet.

Lucas stared blankly at her. "What?"

Maya groaned. "You know, kiss and shit! Now that that Brody kid is around, he'll be suspicious that we aren't so PDA-like. Plus, all of your other family is coming this week too."

"I mean," Lucas scratched the back of his neck. "As long as you're okay with it."

Maya was secretly shaking in front of him. She was nervous. Was she okay with it? The kiss she gave him was just a simple peck. Will doing it more help her or hurt her?

"I-I," Maya paused, "yeah. I'm okay with it." she gave him a small smile. She walked over to the bed to where he phone was, and Lucas sat down at the foot of it. She sat down next to him, wondering what was going on in his brain.

"Huckleberry, are you okay with it? We don't have to if you're not comfortable kissing a totally WAY out-of-your-league girl." Maya joked, trying to get a reaction out of him. He smiled a bit, and looked at her face.

Lucas looked fresh. His hair was flat on his forehead, not spiked or anything. His eyes, oh his eyes, sparkled with the sun which peaked through the blinds of the window. Maya felt like she was helplessly drowning in them, and she couldn't find a way to get back up to the surface. His eyes darted from her eyes to her lips, as he slowly leaned in. Maya's heart beat faster and faster, and she was certain that she could feel his coming out of his chest.

Their lips slowly found each other's, touching softly. Maya felt her breath being taken away through every second. Lucas couldn't believe it. He was kissing his best friend. They deepened the kiss—Maya putting her arms around his neck, and Lucas gently placing his hands on her lower back to pull her closer. Each kiss was intoxicating, and neither of them could pull away. The whole world was theirs, and nothing could stop them.

Except for the knock on the door from Aunt Jennifer that told them breakfast was ready.

They pulled back breathlessly, not knowing what to say or do, except stare at each other with twinkles in their eyes and their hearts completely out of their chests. Maya laughed, gently rubbing her fingers against the nape of his neck.

"I-I should," Maya cleared her throat, "go get changed for breakfast, since I'm, y'know, meeting more Friar folk." she said bashfully, slowly getting up from the bed.

"Y-yeah, me too. I mean, go downstairs, not get ready because I am ready already. I-yeah, I'm going downstairs." Lucas says getting up quickly. Maya giggles at his stumbled words, and he walks towards the door.

He stops at the door, holding the doorknob. He turns his torso around so he could see Maya looking down at the floor. "Maya," he gets her attention, "I am completely okay kissing a girl that's totally out-of-my-league." He smiled at her, opened and closed the door, and left to go downstairs.

Maya walks up to the door, pressed her back against it, and slides down until she hits the floor. She smiles, and touches her lips. They still felt numb from a few seconds ago when they were once connected to Lucas's. The millions of butterflies in her stomach felt like they exploded and left her body, and her heart remained its unsteady beat. Man, what did she just do?

Man, what did they just do?

AUTHORS NOTE

Well? :) Hopefully this chapter will make up for my absence these past few weeks (and probably for the future lol).

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