You and Pilot were friends. Close. But not as close as he and Jack were.

You were over at his caravan. You two thought you were alone. He was kissing you all over, his hands roaming all over you.. it was getting a little heated- until he heard the front door open. His mom was back.

"Shit." He stopped kissing you. He listened carefully for a moment and he heard his mom making her way to his room. "Quick- get under my bed." He urgently told you in his raspy, drugged voice, pushing you off him and trying to cover you as you slid off him and rolled under his bed. It was a very tight and small space under there, so you tried not to make a sound.

His mom walked in just as you got under the bed. "Hey- just wanted to tell you that Jack was looking for you, he's outside, i think he needs to talk to you about something important." She stood at his door for a moment, watching his movements.

"Yeah, okay. I'll.. sighs talk to him in a minute." "He huffed, sitting back, his head against the headrest.*