Being curled up next to her BEST FRIEND in front of the campfire and enjoying a few cheeky drinks underneath the MEXICAN stars was something that Dana would have never predicted. It was the very least they deserved… Months ago, they had come walking into a hospital, with no expectation of what they were going to face – interjecting between other people’s jobs and having to get settled as their own boss took on the hospital as his own. Admittedly, Robert wasn’t the FRIENDLIEST of people… He could be intimidating, scary and downright mean at times. That was why it had surprised Dana when Jared expressed that the pair were close. It just made no sense. There was the kindest man in the world, stood next to the cruellest individual in the galaxy. As minor chatter bounced in between pairs and small groups, Dana found herself glaring at the tutor – who seemed to be the slightest bit drunk. His sapphires were narrowed – vision clouded by the alcohol, a smile barely passing onto his lips as he seemed unbothered about eavesdropping on the conversations of others… All the therapist could do was STARE at him with an admiration, her spare hand lightly pushing on his shoulder as if to knock him on his back.
“Hey – drunktard. Stop worrying about her. It’s a little game – I told you that she’s probably done this with her own pals before. Plus, as long as you didn’t ENJOY it, I’m sure you’ll be safe.”
Before she could finish her MOTIVATIONAL speech, bottle lightly swinging as her hand gestures followed with her dialogue, Dana’s chocolate irises were TORN away from Sebastian – who had just wraped up his conversation with Elise. Jeeze, it was so OBVIOUS that he had a soft spot for her. Why were adults so BACKWARDS about confessing their feelings to one another? Teenagers did a better job of doing so and although they used childish phrases, such as ‘I like you’ and ‘be my boyfriend’. Perhaps that was coming from a place of stubbornness though… Dana hadn’t really experienced her share of relationships. She wasn’t as socially awkward as Jared, but she had experienced enough of her own issues to completely warp her feelings on dating.
Declaring next to her that it was HER turn ( for the third time ) to spin the bottle, the brunette raised her bottle to clink it to his glass – before completely downing the rest of her drink and burying it in the sand. As she was propped up from her elbows, the beauty flashed a grin at Jared who was laid inches away from her – shaking her head in DISBELIEF that she had to endure her third go, whilst he had only kissed Piper twice. “You spin it for me, Seb. Go on – make it a HARD one.” And with that, the doctor took charge of the bottle – twirling its neck into an everlasting spiral, the rim of it H A U N T I N G the circle of people that were surrounding them. Having had a little too much to drink now, Dana’s own sense of reality had dissipated. She wasn’t really paying any attention to the people around her – she was more focused on the fact that her best friend was beating himself up over the situation now that alcohol had made its impact on him. It wasn’t very often that Jared did drink, so when he did finish off his two tins, the intoxication feelings that came crashing on him really weighed down heavy. With a sigh, the therapist placed an arm on his bicep – to gain his attention again and before she knew it, Sebastian’s voice came CRASHING back in as if he was shocked.
With corrugated eyebrows, Dana peered upwards – the bottle pointing directly towards Jared, as if to CHALLENGE her with a threat. Oh, man… He was already pissed at her for talking him into this and telling everybody that his ‘strep throat’ as a LIE but now he would have to accept a kiss from her. Dana knew that Jared didn’t mean to hold a grudge, nor did he want her to feel bad… He was more concerned about his girlfriend ( but NOT girlfriend ) and what her reaction was going to be when she found out. It wasn’t like Demi could be pissed at him for kissing Dana, right? They were practically brother and sister. As her nose crinkled, lips pressing together as she mentally prepared herself – the blue haired beauty barely moved, staying in her laid position and placing a warm hand to Jared’s cheek – her lips diving in towards his begrudgingly, as her nose collided straight into his before she pulled back with a giggle.
“Look, the more you pretend to enjoy this – the less obvious your relationship will be.”
Although they weren’t in synchronisation with the kiss so far, they usually were with EVEYRTHING else – they normally worked like two peas in a pod, being able to read one another and help the other like no other could. What Jared and Dana shared was more than a friendship… It was a BROMANCE – despite the fact that she had a pair of tits. Taking a deep breath and trying again, Dana pressed her lips against Jared’s – turning her head to the side, as he turned his in the opposite direction, both finding something that worked with them. She could tell that Jared wasn’t completely into it, but he appreciated her advice and was willing to take anything that kept his relationship concealed. As her tongue lightly flickered over his upper lip, too afraid to explore the insides of his mouth, the music therapist screwed her eyes shut – as if she was counting to ten, waiting to be able to pull away, but to her own surprise, Jared had turned his head in the opposite direction. She doubted that it was to switch things up, maybe because that very same position was beginning to grow tiresome – although she suspected he was DYING to feel connected to someone, seeing as Demi could not be here. As their lips continued fighting onward, Dana felt herself growing lost in the kiss – almost forgetting the fact that it was Jared she had hold of. Hands found their way around his shirt, her body leaning in slightly before she pulled back – inhaling a gasp of oxygen, chocolate irises raising to look at her best friend.
The therapist had let that get a little bit more passionate than she had been planning – Demi would probably come and kill her first but it was all in good nature. In fact, the second that she had accepted who it was – Dana soon went back to feeling disgusted. Never in a million years did she want to learn how good a kisser her best friend was… Although she could now see why his patient girlfriend was so intent on staying around. A cheer elicited from the people surrounding her, a showcase smile lifting to her lips as though her fingers had just played an incredibly sad piece on the old piano on the WEST END. And soon enough after, the game continued but Jared was still sat their, sapphires glazed like some sort of lost puppy.
“I’m willing to call this game QUITS if you are.”
