Chasing Casey

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Then means before Casey's death. Now means the present.

Dedication: Reachingformorex for the amaaaazing cover! Thank you so much!

Recap:

She cried out in joy and began doing her little dance again, whereas Owen looked at me like I had three heads. I gave him an amused grin.

"Pick up your bottom lip, it's not that big of a shock."

"It really is." He said in all seriousness.

I guess it was.

I was so going to regret this.

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Then

I felt like I was going to blow up. I ate so many tacos that I think my stomach had actually stretched.

Undoing the button on my jeans, I leaned back, letting out a satisfied sigh.

"They were so good," I groaned, half wishing we had more, even though I already ate my own body weight in tacos already.

"Damn right," Casey said, patting his belly in triumph.

I stared sadly at all the dishes in front of us. As if reading my mind, Casey nodded, whistling to gain his brother's attention.

"Oi, Isaac," Casey called out. "I'll give ya ten bucks if you do the washing up."

"No way!" he argued, shaking his head.

Isaac was a bit younger than us. Half the time he hung out with us though. He was really cool.

"Twenty? Come on man, you can't buy a GoPro without any money."

I smirked. Isaac had been literally saving to get a GoPro for about six months. It was all he ever talked about. He wanted to put it on his surf board, apparently.

With a dramatic groan, Isaac threw the remote on the lounge, giving in. "Fine."

I grinned at Casey and he winked at me. Grabbing my hand, he pulled me down the stairs after him. The awesome thing about Casey's house was the size of it. It was basically two houses on top of each other. Casey and Isaac had the bottom floor to themselves and the top floor were his parents, but it held the kitchen, so we had to go up there a lot. There were two bathrooms down on the bottom floor, so we could camp out in Casey's rooms for hours. It was awesome.

"What movie do you want to watch tonight?" he asked me, as we headed straight to his bathroom.

Well, technically anything that was his was mine as well. We were joined at the hip practically.

"Hmm," I said, tapping my chin. "Friends with Benefits?"

He shot a grin at me.

1. That was one of my favourite movies.

2. Because that's basically what we were.

"Hell yeah."

Sitting heavily on the sink basin, I watched Casey reach in and twist the nozzles. Steam began filling the room. Tantalisingly slow, Casey removed his shirt. Biting my lip, I let my eyes wander over him.

Even though I saw majority of his body every day, I never got sick of looking at him. He was so beautiful.

Maintaining eye contact the entire time, he slid down his pants. I smirked. We always showered together. Even if we weren't hanging out, which was rare, he would just come over tell me to shower.