#goodbyenow

Scott stood up from the bed he was laying in and walked over to his closet to grab Ronnie's gift. He picked up the wrapped bottle of vodka and tossed it on the bed so he could get changed. Seeing as he was only going to her house, he pulled on sweat pants and a hoodie. Scott grabbed the present and made his way out the front door. He decided to walk to her house since it wasn't too cold and got there in no time. Knocking on the door, Scott waited for Veronica to open the door.

Ronnie ruffled her hair as she fixed the skirt she wore before pushing back strands of hair from her face. This night, she needed to get things off her mind and Ronnie was glad that Scott was the one coming over to help her out with it. Hearing a knock on the door, Ronnie lightly skipped from the living area to the door, opening it with a grin. "Hey." She greeted the boy, stepping aside so he can walk in.

Scott took in Ronnie's appearance and looked down at what he was wearing. "I look like shit compared to you!" He looked back up at her and gave her a small smile. "Hello." He pulled her in for a hug and walked into her house. "Here's your gift." He held out the wrapped present for Ronnie to take.

Ronnie giggled at how he tool in both at their outfits in comparison first. "It's not like we're partying." She said, trying to make it all better, but of course it would be since it was no big deal. Ronnie returned the hug he gave her softly and nodded at his hello, closing the door once he was in. "Should I be scared to what's inside?" She asked, shaking the gift in her hands.

Scott "No just open it!" He wrapped his arm around Ronnie's waist and led her to the family room to sit down. "You'll love it I promise."

Ronnie "How about you give me a hint?" She said continuing to stare at the gift in her hands. "Is it jewellery," she asked, sitting down in the couch next to Scott.

Scott looked at Ronnie like she was crazy. "Does that look like jewelry?" He laughed and gestured to the gift. "Just open it!"

Ronnie rolled her eyes as she sighed and finally pulled the wrapping from the gift slowly, eyeing from the gift to Scott. "If this i something sexual--" she started to warn until she saw a familiar name brand. "Michael Kors?" She questioned and raised her brows at him.

Scott smiled a little and chuckled. "Open the rest man" He elbowed Ronnie's arm to gesture her to continue unwrapping.

Ronnie felt a little annoyed but she shrugged and continued to pick at it and opened the box to see a bottle of vodka. "Oh." She breathed, letting out a sudden laugh. "Yes, I love it!" She held the bottle in one hand as she hugged Scott with the other.

Scott hugged Ronnie back laughing. "I knew you would." He pulled back and stood up. "To the kitchen!" He ran off to the kitchen and pulled out two cups. "Hurry I'm thirsty!"

Ronnie "Alright, alright!" She let out, keeping her balance as she kept up with Scot as he lead her to the kitchen. "Aren't you really eager." She didnt say as a question but as a statement. "Any reason why you're like this?" She questioned, twisting the bottle open.

Scott shrugged and placed the glasses down on the counter. "It's been a while I guess." It's only been about a week but Scott felt that wasn't important to tell Ronnie.

Ronnie looked at him with a little grin, not minding if he had a legit reason or not. "Well, if we're just going to get drunk." She said, pushing away the glasses he placed on the table. "We'll just get it over with." Ronnie finally said before placing the bottle to her lips, taking down a few gulps of the liquor, making a scrunched face at the taste before handin over the bottle.

Scott widened his eyes at Ronnie's actions and shook his head. "You're fucking crazy." He said before snatching the bottle from her hands. He took a few big gulps and let out a hiss. He was quite a light weight so he already felt the effects of the drink taking over.

Ronnie laughed at the familiar term people called her. "Duh." She said, enjoying herself as she watched him take gulps of his own. "This is nothing." She said knowing the amount she usually drank was double.

Scott rolled his eyes. "Well I'm sorry I'm a lightweight." He chuckled and took a couple more sips before realizing the bottle was empty. "Oops? Do you have more?"

Ronnie looked at him, and rolled her eyes right back as she skipped to her fridge, picking up one of the many bottles of vodka she had in there. "Who do you think you're asking?" She teased, before grabbing the bottle and walking right back to Scott. "Lightweight, never knew the feeling." Ronnie said as she twisted open the bottle to take a gulp, her face scrunching from the hard taste. "It's too quiet in here." She said, handing him the bottle and turning on music from a radio that was nestled near them.

Scott hopped onto the counter and caught his balance. He felt the affect kicking in and his vision began going fuzzy. He watched as Ronnie drank the fresh bottle and played with the hem of his shirt. "Being a lightweight sucks." He pouted a little before looking back up at Ronnie.

Ronnie laughed at his little pout and how he was complaining. "But it just means the fun begins early." She said optimistically, getting a different bottle from the fridge which always got the job done for her--- Whiskey. "Cheers to wanting to party." She raised the bottle before opening it and drinking a couple gulps straight without mixing it with anything-- yeah that did the trick. Ronnie felt a little buzzed as she turned the volume up a little.

Scott swayed a little to the music with a lazy smile on his face. "Gimmie some of that!" He slurred out, reaching for the bottle in Ronnies hand. He noticed his body was going a bit numb and this was the feeling he loved.

Ronnie "No!" She laughed while holding the bottle to herself with a smile, not wanting to share. "Drink your own." Ronnie said, drinking more of the whiskey, slightly spinning with the bottle to her lips to the beat of the music.

Scott "Fine I will!" He got off the counter and stumbled to the fridge looking for another drink. He pulled out a bottle of tequila with a wicked grin. "Tequila, you naughty girl." He laughed a little before opening the bottle and taking large gulps.

Ronnie felt dizzy from her little spin and spilled some of the liquid from the bottle on the floor when she took a final gulp, holding onto the counter for support. "That's not even strong." She put the bottle down and brushed back her hair from the sudden rise in temperature in her body. "It's hot in here Scotty." She whined.

Scott shrugged, "I don't care if it's strong I just wanna drink!" He took another quick sip and put the bottle back. He walked up behind Ronnie and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Take your clothes off then." He whispered in her ear with a smirk, "I wouldn't mind."

Ronnie shook his head at his need to drink more. She hadn't noticed him come up behind her, but didn't make any movement to keep away from his grasp. Ronnie just hummed and started to move her hips, feeling the shivers on her skin from his whisper as she unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing, revealing nothing but a bra underneath. "Really? You wouldn't?" She asked playfully as she grabbed one of his hands to move it alone her bare skin until it rested right underneath her her chest.

Scott felt his jeans tighten just a bit at Ronnies movements. He felt his hands being moved and he closed his eyes feeling Ronnies smooth skin. "No I wouldn't.." Scott moved his hand up a little moe to cup Ronnies breast in his hand. He squeezed a little and kissed he neck softly. "I wouldn't mind at all."

Ronnie bit down on the bottom of her lip from letting out a noise when she felt her breast being squeezed. In her drunken state, she didn't understand what was going on except she wanted wherever this was going. Ronnie turned around to capture Scott's lips with hers roughly as her hands found the zipper on his jeans, fiddling with them until they were open.

Scott let out a noise of surprise, shocked at Ronnie. He kissed her back out of reflex and bucked his hips slightly at the friction she was causing with her hand. "Room.. your room." With the alcohol in his system, he forgot about everyone else and didn't care about the consequences.

Ronnie smirked against his lips and didn't waste time with talking. Grabbing his wrist and leading him up the stairs-- with stumbling a few times, eventually they both made it to her room. Ronnie removed the jeans she wore and shook off the shirt she had one, leaving her half naked. She took the collar of Scott's shirt to bring him down to her level so she was able to continue the rough kiss she started. Walking backwards to her bed where she fell back with the boy over her.

Scott kept kissing Ronnie back as he hovered above her. His arms eventually got tired from holding himself up for so long that he laid on the bed and pulled Ronnie on top to straddle him. He looked up at her as he rubbed her sides. "I don't have any condoms with me."

Ronnie pouted when his lips left hers and giggled when she was pulled on top of him, not minding that she was straddling him at all. A grin played onto her lips as she wiggled herself off to crawl towards her nightstand where she kept a box of condoms in a drawer. "Always prepared." She said giggling as she went back to straddling Scott, pushing his jeans further down along with his boxers. She placed a thumb on her mouth, biting her nail as she saw his length hardened. "Tsk tsk Scotty."

Scott blushed slightly under Ronnies gaze but smirked up at her. "Like what you see?" He lifted his hips up so he could pull down his boxers and throw them across the room. He wrapped his arms around Ronnie and moved his hands up to unhook her bra. Scott unhooked it and pulled it off throwing it across the room just like he did with his boxers.

Ronnie gasped when her bra was removed, leaving her bare on top. She didn't say much about his length, to not give him satisfaction. She wiggled her hips against his as a tease before taking the condom from it's wrapper. Smirking she moved a little so she was able to take his hardened length, massaging it's head a little before slipping on the condom. Ronnie then turned Scott around where she was now on the bottom. She slipped out of her panties, finally leaving her naked.

Scott moaned as he felt Ronnies hands on his cock. He watched as she took off her panties and licked his lips, sitting up to take his shirt off. Scott got in front of Ronnie and lifted her legs up to line himself up. "You ready?"

Ronnie nodded as she bit down on her bottom lip, feeling herself want the boy over her.

Scott pushed in slowly squeezing his eyes shut. "Fuck you're so tight." He leaned over to kissed Ronnie again and moaned into the kiss as he started thrusting.

Ronnie moaned the instant she felt him enter. Her breathing shallowed but kissed him back, moving her hips as he continued to thrust.

Scott continued thrusting but moved his lips down Veronicas jawline to her neck to nibble down and leave a little mark.

Ronnie felt like she was in complete bliss with all she was feeling. His kisses left shivers each time they touched her skin. Except the whole time she could only be thinking of someone else... "Fuck Ollie, that feels good." She moaned out and instantly realized she said the wrong name. Panic striken, she pushed Scott off of her, covering her mouth. "I-I'm so sorry!"

Scott yelped as he was pushed off of the girl underneath of him and stared at the ceiling. "Well that just boosted my confidence." He chuckled dryly before pulling the condom off and getting dressed. "I'll just leave.."

Ronnie grabbed a blanket from the corner of her bed to cover herself as she got up, trying to explain herself. "Oh god, I'm so sorry. Really it wasn't your fault." She felt completely horrible for ruining the mood, not sure where that even came from. "You don't have to leave, I'm just stupid. I'm sorry." She continued to apologize, not wanting to ruin much of their friendship.

Scott sighed and shook his head. "No I'll go." He offered her a small smile and stumbled out the door.

Ronnie frowned as she followed behind him to grabs his wrist in order for him to stop walking any further. "No, stop you're drunk and you deserve an explanation at least." She tugged on his wrist encouragingly back to her room, holding onto the blanket around her body. "Please, I don't want things to be awkward."

Scott turned around wobbling a bit and sighed. "Fine." He stumbled back to Veronicas room and stripped out of his shirt and pants. He laid down in her bed and patted the seat next to him. "Sit, c'mon."

Ronnie sighed, thankful that he agreed to stayed. She followed him back to her room and wasn't sure on what to do until he asked for her to sit next to him. Hesitating, she nodded and sat next to him on the bed. "Scott, I'm still really sorry." She said for what felt like the millionth time that night as she fiddled with the blanket around her.

Scott wrapped an arm around Ronnie, "S'fine.." He muttered to himself. It was fine, really. It hurt him only a little bit since he knew that nothing was going to happen between him and Ronnie, but it still hurt him.

Ronnie pouted and leaned into him, thankful it wasn't taken too awkward as she though. "I feel really stupid, we shouldn't have done anything." Then Ronnie covered her eyes with one hand. "Oh shit, do you think Derek will get mad?" She asked, truly wondering.

Scott shrugged. "Shit happens when you're drunk you can't help it." He brought his hand up to play with Veronicas hair and looked down. "I don't know.. probably."

Ronnie "You know we're going to have to tell him though, right." She said with regret in her voice. "Are we okay though? I mean, I didn't think I'd say his name." Ronnie blushed with the memory and didn't even want to think about Oliver at all.

Scott nodded, "Yeah I-I'll tell him.." He sighed sadly and glanced at Ronnie. "Why did you say it?"

Ronnie shook her head. "No, I'll tell him. It's fine, I do stupid things like this all the time." She smiled at him and shrugged lightly. "I guess I just really like him? I...don't know. I didn't even know I was thinking about him at all and then that happened--" Ronnie felt frustrated and rand a hand through her hair. "I don't know."

Scott chuckled at Ronnies frustration and tightened his grip around her. "It's okay if you still like him ya know."

Ronnie "Still? No, I think I'm always going to like him regardless of what I do." She pouted. "Do you think I can force myself to become a lesbian?" She joked, laughing at the thought. "I think it'd be easier than having feels for Oliver Hoult. Anyway, you didn't answer my question." Ronnie said, lightly hitting his stomach. "Are we okay?"

Scott laughed and shook his head. "I don't think you can force yourself, that isn't how it works." He smiled a bit then it faded from his face. He coughed awkwardly into his hand and shrugged. "Yeah let's just not think about it."

Ronnie rolled her eyes but nodded. "Fine." She smiled back and reached to ruffle his hair. "Okay, but just know I'm telling Derek. The least I can do."

Scott "Not the hair!" Scott rushed to run his hands through his hair and shook his head. "No I think I should.."

Ronnie laughed at how quick he was to fix his hair. "I'll tell him, don't worry about it. I mean...I took off my shirt first." She patted his leg reassuringly.

Scott looked at her with a look on his face that meant to say 'really?' without him having to say it. "But I told you to take it off!"

Ronnie "Yeah, but you're a lightweight and I shouldn't have taken advantage." Ronnie crossed her arms an stuck her tongue out at him, not taking any other reason. "I'm telling him, enough said."

Scott rolled his eyes smiling. "Not if I beat you to it!"

Ronnie smiled as she shook her head. "It's not a game! If you tell him before me, I will definitely not be happy!"

Scott "Well I'll be happy if I tell him myself.. I think he should hear it from me." Scotty crossed his arms and let out a grunt of approval.

Ronnie "And have him be mad or upset with you first? No, I'll take my chances." Then she sighed thinking it may be best for Scott if he wanted to, though she didn't want to hear him get hurt. "....unless you really want to then fine."

Scott thought about the pros and cons of him telling Derek first and shook his head looking down. "Just let me, okay?" He sighed and leaned back on the headboard. "What do you think Oliver will think about this?"

Ronnie really wanted to keep on debating on the fact that she should tell him but since he really wanted to, she nodded in agreement. Figuring there wasn't a point if he was going to keep arguing. "Just call me if you need anything, okay?" She worried, but it was for the best. "Oliver?" She shrugged. "I don't know, he doesn't really have much of a say in what I do. It's not like we're dating. I don't have to tell him." Not telling Oliver would probably be a bad idea, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him---not yet anyway.

Scott looked at Ronnie again, "V, you have to tell him. If you don't tell him now, it'll hurt you in the long run." He pulled the smaller girl into a tight hug. "Love ya."

Ronnie groaned knowing he was right. "Fiiiine." She mumbled as she was pulled into a hug, hugging him back unhappily. "Love you too, now let's stop talking about it." She pulled away so she can lay her head down on a pillow.

Scott laid down next to Ronnie smiling. "Sleep." He wrapped his arms around Ronnie and closed his eyes. "Night Ron.."