Just Friends

Chapter 6: F**k You

Noah's pov

It has been over three weeks since that shower scene and my little outburst.

Things have been...normal. He's held himself back on the sex references though.

I mean, It's good for me so I won't have to fight giving in so hard. But at the same time I miss it.

It is like he has lost interest in me.

The spice in our relationship was always, or for the last couple of months, that I wouldn't let him hook up with me.

And now I'm starting to think that that's gone.

Our spice.

I don't know.

Why do I have to be attracted to my best friend? I'm not even sure I am...but some part definetly is.

But why? Why do I have to get hard for such a slut? He fucks everyone and everything. And he doesn't care about his fucks!

If we will have sex...he will just think of me the same...wouldn't he? He promised he woudln't but-

I know him.

He ditches his hook ups and avoids them.

I don't want to be avoided by him. I can't lose him.

So no hooking up with him.

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Jordans pov

He maybe doesn't even notice...but I'm holding myself back for him.

I haven't had sex with anyone for over three weeks.

My right hand is getting pretty tired.

But I have to show him that I am not a careless fuck-machine. I have to make him understand that-

I can be sweet.

I'm not the slut he thinks I am.

I want him to know and see that I am sweet. And maybe he would be ok with sleeping with me.

It is not even entirely about the sex. It is, so that I can show him how good and full of love it can be. I can treat him perfectly. I can make him feel so good. And not dump him the next second and leave.

Like his first time probably did. Why else have I never heard from him

We we're currently sitting on my bed again. Another night at my place.

His first time. That topic never leaves my mind. It has been going crazy lately. All I care and think about is who that prick was.

And I had to finally know.

"Noah?" I smirked at him, double dipping my nacho into his cheese.

I knew he hated that.

And I loved getting him mad.

"Fuck you." He laughed and grabbed my face while squshing it.

"What are you gonna do about it- faggot?" I just saw how he glared at me and rolled his eyes.

He hates that word. I do too. But I'm gay so it's not as offensive.

He thinks that's stupid when I back myself up with that argument.

He might be right. Or he might just be stupid himself.

"I hate you." He groaned, slapping my face and kissing it quickly after it.

"I love you, too."

He rolled his eyes again and we continued watching "The End of the F***ing World."