Two best friends are realising that they aren't kids anymore, and they have desires that need to be fulfilled. So who better to experiment with than your best friend?
I swear it's not just smut, there's a plot line too ;)
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"You're worried he's goin...
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- Theodore -
I checked my phone's Lock Screen for the millionth time tonight, but no message or call.
It was just Bec and I this evening, so I cooked spaghetti and we binged a few movies. "Expecting a text?" She asked, attempting to peek at my phone.
"Nope."
"You sure there's not a girl?"
"I'm sure. How's Abraham Lincoln?"
She rolled her eyes at the nickname. "We haven't properly talked, but he liked my Instagram last night."
"Oh wow it's getting serious." I joked. "He practically proposed."
"Shut up, you."
It was nine-twenty when my phone finally beeped. *Hey, I'm home now.*
"Is that your secret girlfriend?"
I wish. "Nope, it's Camila. I'll be right back."
I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water while I texted her back. *Hey, how did it go?*
*good.*
No context? Just good? Was it so good that she doesn't want to tell me or so bad that all she can say is 'good'. My fingers typed a few different replies, 'cool', 'nice', 'what happened', but eventually ended with- *good.*
*what you up to?*
*movies with Bec*
*Cool.*
*Wanna call?*
*sure.*
"Hey." I balanced the phone in between my ear and shoulders as I filled a glass with water.
"Hey." She exhaled. "Why'd you wanna call?"
"I don't know, just wanted to talk to you." I took my drink and went to my room, sitting on the bed.
"Oh, okay."
"How was the movie?"
"It was um- good." Her voice cracked but she covered it with a cough.
"Did something happen?"
"Well... we kissed."
"Oh." Oh. I felt a pit in my stomach, like someone was stabbing my chest. That's why it was 'good'.
