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Post by Crissy Reed on May 4, 2008 23:36:16 GMT -5
Crissy shook her head and laughed, "I know Sofia. And that is very unlikely. I know Ari. And she's your sister. I know.. yeah, noone else. Sorry, Love." She smirked and placed her hands on either side of his head. Her head cocked to the side casually and stuck her tongue out at him playfully. She was in a very playfull mood at the moment. A smile crossed her lips as he began to wiggle his arm. Finally he was doing something other than laying there.
She lifted her left leg ever so slightly. Yes, she was being easy on him, only because he didn't seem like the type that knew how to play around. "I'm glad I'm having fun with this too." She snickered softly. Her friends always played rough with her. They treated her like one of the guys and not like a girl that just hung out with the guys. They were anything but delicate and gentle with her. And as odd as it sounds, she loved it!
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Post by Oliver Porter on May 5, 2008 0:03:16 GMT -5
Ollie smiled as his hand slipped out form under her leg. He brought it up to his face as he moved his fingers around letting the blood flow back into his fingertips. "You're too close to my hair…" He said as he moved his hand up to her hers. He moved his hands in with her as he held it for a brief moment before letting it go as it dropped down onto the bed.
Ollie just felt strange around her as one part of him just wanted to kiss her, wanted to get it all over with and relieve the tension. The other part of him didn't want that as he just wanted to stay friends with her. He didn't like the way she dressed and didn't like the fact that she was a super tomboy. It was completely opposite of what he went for and it bothered him. Right now he just wanted to go back down stairs and play some pool. Just do something that he would do with the guys male bonding even though she wasn't a male.
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Post by Crissy Reed on May 5, 2008 0:26:22 GMT -5
As Ollie moved Crissy's hand, she raised one of her eyebrows softly. She bit her lip and sighed. He wasn't going to mess around with her and she knew it. It was both irritating and dissapointing. She licked her lips and looked down at him. She nodded her head slowly and got off of him. She sat on the edge of her bed and let her legs swings back and forth as the brushed against the floor. "I'm making you uncomfortable, aren't I?" She chewed on her cheek and looked down at her lap.
She was a very playful person and that sometimes irritated people. And/or made them uncomfortable. She took the risk and turned to look at him. She smiled nervously and said, "So, if you don't want to fool around, what do you want to do. The last thing I want to do, is scare you away." She chuckled softly as she turned her head back toward her lap.
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Post by Oliver Porter on May 5, 2008 0:43:02 GMT -5
"Not really…" he said looked over at her as his hands went to the back of his head. Ollie moved his leg over as I began to brush against her lower back, maybe it was stupid of him to act this way but he really wasn't into Crissy that much. At least he wasn't into her right now. He was a flirt but when it came down to actually kissing a girl, that only happened with the people he liked.
"You're not going to scare me away… nothing happened so relax…" He shrugged a bit as his foot continued to move against her back. Maybe he should have kissed her then hen they both found out that there was no chemistry they could go back to being stupid flirt friends. Rather than this awkward oh you hate me now stuff that he never understood.
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Post by Crissy Reed on May 5, 2008 1:00:49 GMT -5
Crissy chuckled softly and shook her head. She shivered slightly as Ollie ran his foot across her lower back. That had to be on of her main weaknesses; she was extreamly ticklish. She held in a laugh and turned back toward him. "I am relaxed and nothing did happen... that's the thing. Most guys would have messed with me, where as, you just kinda stayed there and looked uncomfortable. You confuse me." She let out a small sigh then laughed.
She tugged at his pant leg playfully as she looked at him. "You want to go play pool or something? Maybe steal a beer or two from the fridge." She leaned back on her hands and looked up at the celing. She smirked softly, "We got some new games for the xbox 360. We could test those out." She let her head fall to the side and her hair hang loosely. She smiled cutely at him as she wrinkled her nose.
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Post by Oliver Porter on May 5, 2008 1:29:36 GMT -5
"Hey hey hey… I never was uncomfortable… I am just a very relaxed type of guy that wanted his arms back." He sat up as he moved to sit next to her. Something wasn't right and he had to fix this. "I am sorry for wanting to get to know a person before I mess with them." That word was so funny and everytime he said it he couldn't help but smile. Mess… who says mess? It's sex or kissing or touching but not mess. Oh well he would just have to let that go.
Ollie sighed as he leaned down next o her bringing his face closer to hers as he closed his eyes. The only way for this to be resolved was if he kissed her, so that is exactly what he did. Parting his lips a bit he brought his lips down to hers as he kissed her for a bit. Nothing to crazy, just a simple nice kiss. Just to let her know that he wasn't gay or anything else she might be thinking.
"I don't really play Xbox… but pool would be nice…" He pulled away from her letting his face dangle above hers as she was still in the position be looking up at the ceiling.
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Post by Crissy Reed on May 5, 2008 1:56:58 GMT -5
Crissy nodded her head slowly as she giggled. "You have to get to know someone before you wrestle with them a bit?" She continued to laugh softly he sat next to her. The next thing Cris knew, Ollie was leaning down and kissing her. Of course she kissed him back, but she was more confused than ever. She bit her bottom lip as he lifted his head from her's and spoke. She looked at him right in the eyes and chuckled in disbelief.
She sat up and licked her lips. "Pool sounds good." She stood up off of the bed, her head still swarming with question. She turned toward him and smiled softly before heading toward her bedroom door. She continued to chew on her bottom lip as her mind raised. This guy was more confusing than most and guys were really confusing in general.
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Post by Oliver Porter on May 5, 2008 2:15:15 GMT -5
"Okay fine… you get the drinks then…" He got up as he followed her out of the room and down towards the pool area. In his mind he had done the right thing. Now that he had kissed here there was no awkwardness life in the air, seeing as they already knew what it was like to kiss each other Crissy didn't have to wander anymore. They could go on being friends and act like nothing had ever happened or if she wanted to kiss him again she could because it had already happened once.
Plus he would probably kiss her at the Halloween party, seeing as he was Hef and she was a bunny. Hugh Hefner always had to kiss his bunnies and now it would not be awkward when it happened. It was a brilliant idea unless Crissy thought that the kiss was something more. He wasn't looking for a relationship, especially with Crissy. She was too much like one of the guys.
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Post by Crissy Reed on May 5, 2008 18:19:09 GMT -5
Crissy walked into the kitchen and grabbed two beers from the fridge. Carona all the way. She opened the tops and sat a slice of lime in the top of each of them. As she got everything ready she wondered why he had kissed her in the first place. She didn't mind it, but she did find it surprising. Maybe he liked her, maybe he wanted something from her, Crissy didn't know. She shurgged softly as she turned toward the living room.
She walked, one in each hand and handed one to Oliver. She sat her's down on the table and grabbed her favorite pool stick. It had a light pink streak down the side of it. And it was smaller than the other ones. A little gift from Craig on her 17th birthday. She chalked the tip up and looked over at Ollie, a competitive edge in the light blue of her eyes. "So, you want to break, or shall I?" She smirked softly and waited for his reply.
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Post by Oliver Porter on May 5, 2008 21:18:36 GMT -5
Ollie began working on racking the balls tightly as she went off to the kitchen to grab some beers. He was really bad at pool, well at least this kind, but if you were to get him in a swimming pool he would kick anyone's ass. Just games weren’t really his thing as he always seemed to lose at them, except for card games because then you could cheat. He didn't know of anyway to cheat at pool.
"Thanks…" He said as he took the Corona from her, setting it down on one of the tables nearby that had a coaster on top of it. It would be rude to see the beer down anywhere else because he didn't want to ruin her and her brother's house. "Uhhh I don't think it really matters… either way I am gonna end up losing so why don't you break."
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Post by Crissy Reed on May 10, 2008 23:39:35 GMT -5
Crissy grinned happily, leaning over the table and getting ready to break the perfect triangle. "I would love to break." She smirked before pulling the stick back and wailing on the que ball. She broke the balls, sinking a solid four. She wrinkled her nose and walked around the table. She walked behind him and brushed her fingers across his jaw line. She smirked, "Looks like I'm solids." She leaned down for another hit, almost sinking another solid. She sighed and raised her eyebrows. "Alright, I guess it's your turn now."
She laughed softly and leaned against her pool stick. She grabbed her beer and took a large drink. She loved the feeling as it ran down her throat. It was soothing to an extent. She woulnd't mind a good smoke either, but she wasn't sure if Ollie liked smoking. If he hung around with her more often though, he would soon find out that both her and Craig smoked. Along with their good friend Ian. All of the top partiers smoked.... She really hoped that he didn't mind. So, she decided to not smoke at the moment just in case he didn't like the smoke. She didn't want to scare him away. Even though he said she wasn't going to scare him away, he didn't know her all that much.
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Post by Oliver Porter on May 19, 2008 12:26:36 GMT -5
Ollie just watched her as she leaned down he was enjoying the angle as he stood there. Pool was a great game, he wasn't good at it, but it was still a great game. He looked to see a solid ball go in as he knew with her skills he was screwed. He felt her fingertips glide acorss his face as he smiled. "Fine with me." Then again maybe not if she couldn't make the second shot, he might have a chance.
Taking a quick drink of his beer before moving tot he table Ollie just looked around. He had no idea what the hell to do as it didn't really seem like he had a shot. Not that it really mattered because now that he had seen Crissy lean over the table pool was a lot more exciting than he remebered. So he took the easy way out sending the cue ball sailing into the clump of balls that were still in the loosely formed triangle, after crissy's break. Like normal not one single ball went in, but that was to be expected.
"I told you I wasn't very good." Ollis smirked as he looked over at her.
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Post by Crissy Reed on Jun 2, 2008 22:24:58 GMT -5
Crissy giggled cutely. She licked her soft lips as she watched him hit the que ball into the loose balls that hadn't been broken completely. She bit her bottom lip as none of the balls went in. For one, his form was horrid... and for two, he really needed to put more power behind the stick. So he really wasn't a very good player.... That's okay, she could always teach him how do it, right? Small laughter escaped her lips as he made his comment. "Alright, how about we don't play a real game, and instead I teach how to play better. Sound good to you?"
She tilted her head to the side and smiled sweetly. Might as well make him better at pool before he came over to one of her parties and totally lose. Not that she cared, but she liked a bit of competition. She leaned over the table once more, her left leg popping up slightly. "You're holding the stick wrong, to start with. Not that it was majorly wrong or anything, it'll just help you sink the balls easier." She shifted her weight, causing her hips to slide to the left. Her hand slid slowly down the stick toward the bass. "You need to hold it here, rather than up here." She stated matter-of-factly. "It'll give you more power." She grinned, still not moving from the position.
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Post by Oliver Porter on Jun 4, 2008 1:11:58 GMT -5
"Fine… but somehow I have a feeling I am going to be humiliated." Yeah once again he had made himself look like an idiot in front a cute girl. Really now what was new, at least he had a sense of humor about the entire thing as he took another swig of the cold beer. He got to the side of her watching what she did as this was his chance to learn pool. It's this what a guy was supposed to do? Teach a girl how to play pool in an attempt to get closer to her, wow talk about role reversal. Although this is what he got for being awful at this sport, was billiards even a sport? Hitting some balls around with a stick to him it just sounded like a really bad description of gay sex or playing with your self…
He looked and smiled taking another drink as he watched her bend over the table and then proceed to tell him that he was holding his stick wrong, which wasn't at the best moment seeing as he was drinking, causing him to slightly choke on the liquid as he watched her move around. "I am holding my stick wrong…"
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Post by Crissy Reed on Jun 4, 2008 17:31:44 GMT -5
Criss turned and smirked at him, "You will not be humiliated, alright? I promise. It'll be fun anyway." She smiled sweetly as she pushed the stick toward the cue ball, sinking another solid. Her tongue ran across the bottom of her top lip. Her light blue eyes traveled across the table as she thought about another move. She was so used to teaching guys how to play it was basically like a second nature to her. She had been playing for quite a long time now, so it wasn't a big deal in the least bit.
She spun around and leaned against the side of the table, at the sound of him choking on his beer. A soft giggle escaped her lips as she shook her head, causing her long blonde hair to fall over her shoulders. "You really should get your mind out of the gutter there, Mr. Porter." She smirked sexily and before stepping up to him and tilting her head. "Your turn." She licked her lips again as she spoke sarcastically. Cris reached for her beer and took a long drink. Her bright blue eyes twinkled as she watched him, waiting for him to take his turn and see if he actually took her advice. |
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