Just Friends

Chapter 7

Tharn's POV

I immediately knew I fucked up when I heard, 'Caught you red-handed from the other side of the call. Type looked at me like he was ready to commit murder.

"Don't look at me like that. You like sex with me too much to kill me." I smirk. Though I'm a little worried that sex won't stop him from at least hitting me. I inch myself away from him. But even if I am not in hitting distance, I am in throwing distance.

"It's fine. He's so nosy he would have found out either way. This way I won't be having as awkward as a conversation." Type says in a eerily calm manner.

I know I am about to regret this. "So you aren't mad?" My voice sounds soothing hoping it'll help him not kill me.

To my surprise he was still calm. "I am, but you aren't the one I will be hitting. Max and Tul were supposed to be our backup. They obviously failed." It's a little out of place for him to be so calm about this.

"You okay?" I warily question.

"Just peachy. Techno is my bestfriend anyway. He wouldn't tell anyone. Well not on purpose." Is it bad that I'm a little scared right now. Like he's going to blow up any second.

"So you are good? Not going to blow up." I just want to make sure he's not mad.

"You keep asking me if I'm mad then I will be, so stop." Type warns me and I comply.

I walk up and decide I am now safe to be within arms reach. I hug him hoping he will feel less freaked out about Techno knowing. I can feel his shoulders untense themselves as he releases a sigh into mine.

"Why don't we get something to eat? Or can I just eat you?" I say a smirk back on my face.

"No for that comment earlier we won't be doing anything more than this." He's talking about the hug. The smirk is washed from my face.

"What? Come on." I know I am whining. I can live without it, but everything about Type is tempting. Very tempting.

"Do you take back what you said now?" Type asks. Ha he really can't go without it.

"No. It's true." I say cheekily.

"Okay then. No sex until you take it back." Type concludes. He is joking, right?

"Haha. Very funny." I decide that he is probably joking.

"Stop laughing. It's not funny. I'm serious." Type gets frustrated by my laughing.

"Yeah. Okay." I tell him in the 'I totally don't believe you' tone.

"We'll see whose laughing when you realize I'm serious." Type warns. I kinda ignore it. Little did I know that he for sure was serious.

This whole week he has been teasing me. He knows what he's doing is turning me on. Then he takes no responsibility for it. I feel really sexually frustrated. And I can't even get off without him.

I wish I had kept my mouth shut.

He's even sleeping on his own bed. Poor Max and Tul have to be separated because of this. I think it's starting to get to them as well. They told me to fix this as soon as possible. Apparently the sexual tension is turning them on as well and it's just awkward all around. They also don't have any time alone. Type is cockblocking them.

I sit down at my lunch table and sigh in frustration as I bang my head on said table.

"So, Type still hasn't gave in." Lhong jokes.

"What do you think?" I snap. "Why is it so damn difficult to get my own boyfriend to bed? It would be easier to get a stranger in it." I complain to my friend because that's what he is there for.

"Then take a stranger to bed. Just stop looking desperate and horny all the time. It's starting to attract attention." Lhong tells me.

"But I don't want a stranger. I want my boyfriend." I complain again.

"Then make up with him and stop annoying me." Lhong sighs.

"Fine." I grumble.

"Thank you. Though I think the chance is presenting itself now." Lhong points behind me. I turn around and see Max and Tul dragging a reluctant Type towards us.

"I don't care what it takes!" Max starts, "But fix this now! I can't fucking take it anymore! This has crossed a huge thick black line! I refuse to let this continue!" Max is yelling catching a lot of attention.

I look at Tul for help. "Don't even! look at me! I'm sorry but I want sex! I'm going crazy because I can't have it! You know why?!" Tul pauses, but I know better than to answer. "Because I can't get rid of this fucking cockblocker!" Tul is full on yelling. Everyone around us is watching intently as if there favorite drama just came on.

"Calm down Tul." I try to soothe him.

"I can't calm down! Because I can't have sex! I am annoyed and irritated at your guy's childish behavior! And if I don't get what I want soon I will fucking kill you!" I stay quiet. "So fix it!" They force Type to sit down on the bench and walk away.

"So can we just forget what I said?" Type asks. I just nod still a little shocked at what Tul yelled in public. "I haven't seen Tul that angry ever. I am kinda scared right now." Yet again all I can do is nod in agreement. "Say something!" Type yells, guess he got annoyed by my nodding of the head.

"Can we go have sex?" Is the first thing that comes out of my mouth. It shocks not only Type, but me as well. I realized Lhong was still here when I saw him runaway from the scene.

"You scared off your friend." Type tells me.

"And you've been teasing me for the past week. So what?" I reply.

"Good point. Let's go. I'll call in sick." Type pulls me from the table and yanks me towards my car.