Carli winced as Andrew removed the bandages. He tried to be gentle but the cuts were pretty bad. He applied some antiseptic to her wounds, which stung. Carli grimaced when she saw the cuts. She had never done it this badly. At least the cuts kept her distracted from the embarrassment of Andrew seeing her naked. I mean he saw her naked last night but she was unconscious then. This was much more embarrassing awake. It wasn't like Andrew was checking her out or anything, he was focused on wrapping the cuts in fresh bandages. Once he was satisfied with his handwork, he handed her the clothes he put her in the night before, an ACDC shirt and a pair of black boxers with several small grey bat man symbols all over them. She quickly got dressed.
"Want to go get some breakfast?" Andrew offered, a small smirk on his face, "It's Saturday so Dad is making pancakes."
Carli smiled at the suggestion, every Saturday since she was twelve, she came to the Lambert house for Mr. Lambert's Famous Chocolate Chip Pancakes, "YAY!" Carli ate more pancakes than any of the boys every Saturday. Andrew grabbed her hand, in a friendly way that still made Carli blush and led her to the Kitchen. There assembled was the whole Lambert clan and their significant others. Even Drake, the oldest Lambert kid at 26, was there with his fiancé Jina. No one ever missed Pancake Saturday, no one was ever late.
That's why when Andrew and Carli walked in late, the whole clan's eyes immediately turned to them. Carli wondered how they looked, Andrew was shirtless with just black pajama pants and Carli was wearing his shirt and his boxers, and they were still holding hands. It wasn't hard to figure out what their mind would go to, knowing both Andrew and Carli's reputations of being a player and a slut (female player). At least every one else was in their pajamas as well.
Drake stood up fast, looking mad "What the hell Andrew? Why Carli? You should know she's off limits!" Carli knew Drake thought of her as a sister and was fiercely protective of her, he was the one that taught her to fight.
Kally jumped up, "Seriously Carls, cant you keep it in your pants around my brother? I know youd fuck anything with legs but are you such a slut you would resort to my brother? Seriously?" It may seem like the lambert clan was over reacting but Carli had been an unofficially adopted member of their family since she was 8. Seeing Carli with Andrew, and 'knowing' the slept each other was like seeing Kally sleeping with Drake. They couldn't believe it. The boys were mad Andrew would dare consider going near Carli and the Girls were mad the Carli would touch Andrew.
Andrew found it hilarious that Drake was getting mad at him for 'sleeping with' Carli. "Dude, she's Carli, she sleeps with anyone who isn't hideous, actually shell sleep with anyone if shes drunk enough." He started laughing.
Carli on the other hand was offended, "Seriously Kally, I never thought youd call me a slut. Not you." She stomped out of the room, tears in her eyes. The rest of the clan just stared, confused and intrigued.
When Andrew saw Carli leave the room, he wasn't paying attention to Kally and her argument, he hurried after her, worried what she would do. Carli, no matter if she and Kally were in an argument or not, never left the kitchen before every pancake was injested. In the 10 years the whole family knew her, no matter what state her friendship with Kally was in, she was always a part of the family. And the Family never skipped breakfast.
He found Carli locked in her old room, "Carli, come out. " he heard ruslting in the room "Just in case your looking for your blade, I threw it away." the rustling stopped, "I didn't you want to use it ever again. Now what did Kally say that got you so upset you left pancakes behind."
After a moment Carli talked "Actually I stole a pancake off Ben's plate before I left."
Andrew chuckled, "Of course you did. Now what did she say?"
"She said I am a slut that fucks anything with legs. No matter how many people I slept with, she never called me a slut. Never. And she did."
Andrew sighed "Carli, I know for a fact that you don't care what any one thinks of you. No matter what anyone says, you always keep your head held high and ignore them. Your philosophy is that the only opinion that could matter to you is your own."
"Yes, but its Kally. Her opinion is the only one that matters. She is my best friend, her opinion always matters."
"Well it shouldn't, she's just being a bitch."
"No she isn't, and she wasn't lying. Kally has never lied to me. Ever."
"Well she was now. Come back to breakfast. You need atleast five more pancakes to be satisfied. If Kally says anything, I'll shove a pancake down her throat."
He heard the door unlock. "Promise?" Carli asked, the door still closed.
He laughed slightly, "Promise." Carli got out of her room, holding half a pancake in her hand.
Carli put her free hand in Andrew's, she didn't know why but she did, "Can I have a piggy back ride?" When she was younger, Andrew and Drake gave her piggy back rides everywhere.
Andrew smiled "Sure." At that word jumped on his back, he didn't even have to bend down. She wrapped her legs and one arm around him and nibbled on her pancake.
"YEEHA! Go horsey!" she jokingly slapped his butt. Just like that she was back to the old silly Carli.
He carried her into the kitchen and plopped her in a chair before sitting next to her, "We need 10 pancakes STAT daddio." Everyone looked at the looked at them.
Mr. Lambert pulled a plate heaping with pancakes from the counter and passed it to Andrew "Here, I was prepared for Carli's apitite. Be careful Andrew, you might lose a hand."
Andrew placed the plate between himself and Carli, "3,2,1 GO!" at the go they both attacked the pancakes, stuffing them in their mouths. Out of the 7 kids Carli and Andrew always had the biggest appetites. Soon the plate was empty.
Carli looked at Mr. Lambert, "Who do you think won Pops?" After knowing him for a decade, Carli got the habit of calling Mr and Mrs Lambert Mom and Dad. Every Saturday Andrew and Carli had a challenge to see who could eat the most pancakes.
smiled "You did Carls, you always win. Now tell me, are you two a one night stand, a week long couple, or an actually couple? Maybe just fuck buddies?"
Andrew answered "We haven't decided." Carli looked over to him. They had dicussed to say 'fuck buddies'.
Mr. Lambert laughed, "What do you mean? The options are pretend this never happened, mess around for a little, actually have a relationship, or just have sex when your horny." One thing about Mr. Lambert was that he was never shy. "So what will it be? I vote couple because Im tired of worrying whether one of you will get pregnant or getting someone else pregnant. If you're together I only have to worry about one person getting preggers and I know the girl who would be pregnant. Please tell me you're dating or exclusive fuck buddies." Mr. Lambert laughed at the end of his speech.
Andrew looked at Carli, "You wanna date?" Andrew was an impulsive kinda guy. Even when he planned ahead, he still changed his mind randomly.
Carli was sidelined, she looked at him, shocked "Uh, uh, sure?" She only agreed to it because of that stupid crush of hers.
Andrew smirked, "Cool, thanks babe." He leaned over and kissed her right on the mouth, esrning cat calls from his siblings and fuming silence from Kally, "Mmm, that's why I'm deting you. You taste good. Like cherries. How? You just a million chocolate pancakes."
"Cherry chapstick dip shit." Carli joked.
"Did you know that you are the technically my first girlfriend?"
"You're my first boyfriend. Let's figure out how this dating thing works, ok?"
"Ok. All I know is it means I can fuck you as much as I want and that sounds like fun." He gave her a wink and put his hand on her thigh. Her eyes went wide. This was weird, but she kinda liked it.
"Ok, ok, no more dirty talk at the table." Mr. Lambert said.
"Fine, we'll go do the dirty talk in my room." Andrew grabbed her hand and led her back to his room.
In his room they both sat on his bed, "Sorry about that. Do you actually wanna date me? It sounds like fun."
"Sure" Carli said. It did sound like fun. "Do we still have to do the consuling sessions?"
"Yes but we also have to do this," he leaned over and kissed Carli hard, leaning her back against the bed. His tongue darted into her mouth, when she gasped. They kissed a little before Andrew leaned back. "Ok?"
"Ok."
"Good because if we're gonna tell people we had sex. I want some sex." And he got what he wanted.