This is part fourteen of the You Me At Six series. Enjoy.

Save It For The Bedroom

You were bent over the controls in the recording booth when you felt a pair of hands massage over your thighs and soft lips at the back of your neck. You turned around to face the culprit of the unwarranted attention, sending Jade a peeved look because she was supposed to be in the sound booth. You two had been paired together to sing a song for your R&B vocals class. The universe has it out for you, you just know it. Jade's grinning from ear to ear but you only catch a glimpse of it as she leans in to nip at your throat.

"Keep your hands to yourself, these lips belong to someone else and you know that." You reprimand as you pull away.

"So? You didn't seem to mind last week. Besides, I was with Beck when you and I started-"

"And I told you last week that I couldn't be with you. Also, you didn't love Beck." You interrupt, glaring firmly at her hands as they tried to unbutton your shorts.

"And you love Josh?" She countered, rolling her eyes. Crossing your arms over your chest, a pout appears on your face while you lean against the controls.

"Yes, I do actually." You tell her, ignoring the thumb that's stroking your hipbone. The stroking stops as the sentence leaves your mouth and reaches Jade's ears. Her eyes narrow dangerously as they bore into yours. You start to feel uncomfortable as the staring continues for an unnecessary amount of time.

"No you don't. Keep your lies to yourself, every lie I heard from someone else." She says after awhile, a satisfied a smirk dancing on her lips. Deep down you know she's right. If you really loved Josh, you wouldn't have kissed Jade last Friday. Thinking about it makes you mad, why did she have such a huge affect on you? You groan in frustration and push at her shoulders.

"Whatever, can you just get in there so that we can record your part of the song?" You plead. She chuckles softly then relinquishes your waist and struts into the sound booth. You watch as she combs her fingers through her dark hair before she puts on the headphones. She doesn't even wait for you to start the beat before she starts singing into the microphone.

"Baby, let me hit that. Super loud, super strong, super green. Got me super gone." She croons, looking into your eyes as she flexes her biceps. You try not to laugh because it's the wrong song and you know she's doing it on purpose, but it slips out anyway as you chuckle behind your hand. A grin spreads across her face as she looks at you through the glass.

"I'm on that super uhhhh, and I'm super high. Feel like Superman, cause I'm super fly." She continues with a wink. That's when you decide that she's cute and all but now it's time to get some work done. You push the button that lets you speak to her while she's in the booth.

"Jade, that is not the song you are supposed to be singing. Please stop playing around so we can get this done." You say, hoping to convince her to hurry up and get her part done so that you can do yours. She's the one who insisted on recording her part first, so you don't understand why she's being such a pain about this. She frowns and slides the headphones off her ears to around her neck.

"What?" She calls. You repeat what you'd just said and her frown gets deeper.

"But I don't wanna." She whines. You roll your eyes and look at her like she's a two year old throwing a tantrum.

"The sooner we get done the sooner we can go home." You sigh, plopping down in the rolling chair. Jade perks up immediately and you're grateful that you've finally managed to get her to cooperate.

"Really? Yours or mine?" She asks. You glance up at her, your hands freezing over the controls.

"Separately." You elaborate, glaring at Jade for like the fifth time in the past ten minutes. She grumbles to herself as she puts the headphones back on. You record the right song within the hour and since it's so late you both decide to record your part of the song tomorrow. As you both leave the studio, Jade's hand brushes against yours and its not long before she intertwines your fingers together. You shoot her a pointed look but it goes right over her head because she just continues to walk casually with you outside.

"Aren't you and Andre like a thing now?" You ask, hoping to deter her while you pull your hand out of hers.

"Nope." She chirps, scooping your hand back up without missing a beat.

"But you guys did it, and he's always walking you to class, and buying you coffee. I've seen him kiss you in the hallway." You tell her, squinting at her in suspicion. You don't bother pulling your hand away this time, she's only going to pick it back up anyway.

"We did, he does, and that was only one time. I don't want anything with him, I'm still in love with you." She replies, a little too honestly in your opinion.

"Does Andre know that? He really likes you, Jade. And he really believes that you guys would be good together." You say, frowning at her answer as you fish your car keys out of your bag. When you look up at her, she shrugs with an unsympathetic look on her face.

"He can believe whatever he wants but it's just sex for me." She replies.

"Thought you were in love with me?" You counter, a smirk on your lips because she just contradicted herself. If she really loved you she wouldn't be having casual sex with your friend.

"Haven't you heard? You're just a mark on my shirt for another night and another girl." She says with a chuckle as she slides into the passenger seat beside you. You roll your eyes but laugh good-naturedly, well aware of the reputation Jade had built for herself.

"Who's keeping score on who is a whore anyway?" You mumble jokingly to yourself, you're pretty sure if Jade heard you imply that she's a whore she would kill you. She laughs but doesn't say anything else, and despite how much Jade has gotten on your nerves lately you find that you've actually really missed her. The ride to her house is silent for the most part, aside from the radio playing in the background. You hum quietly to yourself until you feel a slight pressure on your thigh, you don't even have to look down to know its Jade's hand. You ignore her, and hope that she'll eventually get bored with your lack of reaction. No such luck. Her hand steadily creeps up your thigh until it's under your shorts, about an inch away from your center and then she starts kneading the skin there. You yelp embarrassingly loud and struggle to keep the wheel steady as your lower half jerks at the contact. Once the steering wheel is righted, you snatch Jade's hand out from between your legs and hold it for the rest of the drive to her house.

"And to think I missed you. You could've killed us, Jade!" You grumble, casting accusing glares her way every so often. She's not bothered in the least, a smug smile claiming her lips. When you drop her off she makes a crude comment that makes you consider running her over with your car, you don't obviously, because murder is illegal and you don't think you'd survive prison.

…

The next day you're sitting by yourself at the usual lunch table, Josh strolls up and takes a seat next to you. You smile as he presses a kiss to your temple then drapes an arm around your shoulders, you snuggle into his side without looking up from your art history notes.

"How did recording go yesterday?" He asks. You groan and roll your eyes, pretending to get annoyed at Jade all over again.

"Jade took forever to record her part of the stupid song so we didn't leave until like eight last night. And today we have stay after again so that I can record my part of the...Oh. My. God." You gasp, your tirade breaking off into shock as you finally look at your boyfriend fully. His hair is jet black, scratch that, his entire outfit is jet black. Why on earth is he wearing a leather jacket when it's 82 degrees outside? Is he wearing eyeliner? Is that a tattoo on his arm? He looks like that one emo kid from the movie Jennifer's Body, Jade had made you watch with her back when you guys were still…getting along. You keep all of your judgements to yourself, mostly because you're too shocked to form coherent words.

"You like?" He asks, grinning at you.

"What? Why did-? What?" You manage to get out.

"Well, ever since Jade said that I'm not your type, it's just been bothering me. Y'know? I'm the nice guy, you don't usually go for nice guys. So, I decided that I needed a new look." He explains, smiling as if all is right in the world. You continue to stare at him like he's lost his mind because you're pretty sure he has if he thinks that you weren't interested in him before. After your shock has worn off, you look at him and shrug. Okay, he does look a little hotter with all the black and eyeliner. What can you say? You have a thing for the whole punk/grunge/goth look.

"Honestly? I'm not hating it." You tell him, returning his grin. His eyes sparkle with pride in himself as leans over to peck your lips tenderly, his arm returning around your waist. Someone loudly clears their throat causing you and Josh to reluctantly separate and give the newcomer your attention.

Actually it's newcomers, you realize as you up at André and Jade where they stood on the other side of the table. Jade has a look of disgust on her face that's reserved only for when you're with Josh and Andre just looks indifferent. Glancing down at her outfit, you notice that Jade has dirt on the knees of her jeans. You narrow your eyes then look over at André's outfit and yep! His pants are undone.

"So what've you guys been up to?" You ask the two, only a hint of attitude in your tone.

"Oh, uh, noth-"

"I just gave André some great head behind the bleachers in the football field." Jade answers bluntly, cutting off André's reply. Josh spits out his soda, André flushes in embarrassment, Jade just smirks and winks at you, and you try to reign in your disgust.

"Thanks for that, Jade. There's nothing I love more than hearing about your sexual activities while I'm eating lunch." You tell her sarcastically.

"Yeah?" She replies, smirk growing devious.

"Mmhm." You hum, smiling sweetly.

"So wanna hear all about how I cupped his balls while he came in my mouth?" Jade challenges, raising her eyebrows at you. Your face scrunches up in disgust at her graphic description.

"His cum was real thick and chunky too, tasted like pineapples-"

"God, Jade!" You hiss when you couldn't take anymore.

"Mmm, I miss when you used to say that while writhing in pleasure underneath me." She purrs, leaning across the table to leer seductively at you.

"You're disgusting." You say, sneering at her.

"You used to love it." She sing songs, rocking back on her feet and grinning at you.

"And demented." You add on, rolling your eyes at your sort-of-but-not-really ex-girlfriend. She blows a kiss at you but doesn't say anything more as she takes the seat across from you.

"Tori gives amazing head too." Josh mumbles casually, taking a bite out of an apple that he's picked up off of your plate. Your eyes bulge out of your head as you look at your boyfriend in horror. Andre looks extremely uncomfortable, Josh is oblivious, and Jade is glaring at you like it's your fault he said that.

"So you guys are having sex. You lied to me then?" Jade demanded.

"Why do you care?" André interjected.

"Shut up, André!" Jade snapped, glaring over at her...well you're not sure exactly what he is to her.

"It's none of your business what I do with my boyfriend, Jade. Why don't you go home and wash your jeans? You've got a little dirt on the knees. Maybe rinse your mouth out while your there?" You chime in, recovering from your shock and embarrassment.

"Your jealousy doesn't sit with me." Jade scoffs.

"Neither does yours. You started this, Jade." You remind her.

"Save it for the bedroom, you guys." Cat teases, smiling in that childlike way of hers as she and Robbie join you guys at the lunch table. You gape at the bubbly redhead while Jade flashes you a smirk, her bad mood suddenly evaporated.

"What up with the new look, Josh?" Robbie asks, looking over at your boyfriend a bit judgmentally. You roll your eyes but are grateful for the distraction. For the rest of lunch you smile while your friends take turns teasing your boyfriend, and try to ignore the feel of Jade's stare on you.

…

Gently you rasp your knuckles on Jade's front door, nervously waiting for her to answer it. The door opens literally four seconds later, revealing Jade…in just a sports bra and a pair of black jeans. Your eyes run up and down the length of her body, taking her in.

"Uh," You cough, forcing your eyes to look at Jade's face and not her body. She gives you a knowing smirk and quirks a pierced eyebrow.

"Am I interrupting anything?" You ask, glancing behind her to see if she has any special guests.

"No." Looking quite smug as she answers you. The gank.

"Then why…" You trail off, your eyes gesturing to her half naked body.

"I was hot." She offers with a one armed shrug, still looking immensely pleased with herself.

"Yeah, I can tell." You sigh, eyes dropping back down to Jade's six pack. It's unnervingly quiet for a long moment as embarrassment crawls up your spine, you refuse to meet Jade's eyes. You hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Did you want to come in?" She asks, mercifully ignoring your very inappropriate comment. You quickly breeze past her into the house, if only to avoid more awkward conversation about her shirtlessness. Once you were inside, you look around. You haven't been here in awhile but everything's still the same.

"So…what'd you come here for?" Jade asks, bringing your attention back to her.

"Uhm, I wanted to apologize…for lunch. Josh shouldn't have said anything, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you myself." You say honestly, embarrassment forgotten as you look her in the eyes. She grimaces, most likely hoping that Josh had been joking earlier.

"Why'd you lie?" She mumbles, eyes on her feet as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Because I know how you are, Jade. I knew how you'd react if you found out that Josh and I have…" You trail off, mentally searching for the right word to use. Fucking seems too course, besides you didn't really think that what he and you did could be described as fucking. Fucking was passionate and primal, something Josh was not. Making love wasn't right either, you obviously didn't love him. Jade just lets you trail off with an annoyed roll of her eyes, you glare at her.

"Besides it really isn't your business what I do with my sex life. We're not…together, we never were."

"Oh, bullshit. We may not have put a fucking label on it, but we were together. You were mine, and I was yours." Jade hisses, invading your personal space. Her eyes are burning in anger and undeniably some hurt.

"Clearly you weren't, considering you went off and fucked every girl you could get your hands on!" You yell back, not backing down from her. Tears threaten to fall as they well up in your eyes, you have to remind yourself to take a deep breath and calm down. But it's honestly just getting to be too much for you. You know she's hurt because you rejected her but you're hurt too, damnit. She slept with Andre the night you told her you loved her, granted you also told her you couldn't be with her, but she didn't have to fuck your best friend.

"I…I didn't come here to argue with you. I'm just going to go." Your voice is watery and small but you're just thankful that you were able to get the sentence out at all. You move around her and head for the front door, only for her to grab your wrist. She pulls you into her arms and holds you tightly.

"I'm sorry." She whispers into your ear, making you sob into the crook of her neck. Jade, in the entire time the two of you have been involved, has never said sorry to you. She's never once apologized for the pain and heartbreak she's caused, you didn't even think she could feel sorry.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'm sorry I ruined us." Jade whimpers, her shoulders shake as she cries too, resting her head on your own shoulder. This isn't the first time the two of you have cried together, you're pretty sure it won't be the last, but it's the first time you both have comforted each other while doing so. It's automatic to cradle her head and run your fingers through her hair while she weeps. You both needed this, to cry and seek comfort from one another. You both mourn the relationship that could have been, and almost was, but never will be. You love each other, you'll always love each other, but you're both too fucked up to be with each other. And it's honestly the most heartbreaking thing that's ever happened to either of you. A kiss is pressed in the hollow of your shoulder, more follow soon after until Jade's lips are brushing over yours.

"I'm sorry." She whispers again.

"So am I."

Then you're both crying, and kissing, and tugging off each other's clothes while you lead each other to her bedroom. And maybe you'll regret this later but right now you both need it. You need each other. Maybe that's all you've ever needed.