Just Friends

Chapter 2

He flipped me over so that he was now on top of me and removed his lips from mine, lowering himself to my neck. His hot breath met with my bare skin, causing me to tense up as he left a wet trail of kisses from my neck to my hips. He playfully fiddled with the button on my jeans, lifting his gaze to meet mine, telepathically asking for permission to continue. I nodded, biting my lip. He hastily unbuttoned my jeans, violently tugging them off my legs to reveal the matching bottoms to my bra.

His gaze lingered over my body for a few seconds, he licked his lips, reconnecting them with mine. Now, it was my turn to flip him over. I straddled him, rapidly fiddling with the zipper on his jeans, desperately trying to pull it down, but it seemed to be stuck. Was this a sign from god?

After a hard tug at the zipper, i had officially broken the zipper. Great, how embarrassing

"Don't worry, i think i can still take them off" he awkwardly chuckled, shrugging out of his jeans so that he was now wearing nothing but his boxers. The sight of his bare, toned chest sent shivers down my spine.

I slipped the tip of my finger into the rim of this boxers, playfully fiddling with the hem whilst returning to his neck and leaving a few hickeys. Our almost-naked bodies were pressed up against each other, both our hearts were beating so vigorously as if they were ready to explode of our chests.

I left a train of wet kisses along his bare chest, and finally worked my way down to his boxers, which i was ready to rip off. I was seconds away from pulling them off when i heard the front door slam from downstairs. Great.

"Miles? We're home. Have you eaten?" his mum shouted from downstairs, sounds of footsteps became louder and louder. I panicked, looking towards Miles whose eyes were full of panic, mirroring mine.

"Miles, you have red lipstick all over you-" I didn't get to finish that sentence because i was instantly pushed onto the ground, making a large thumping noise.

"Quick! hide under my bed!" he whispered, shrugging on his t-shirt. I quickly wiggled under his bed, collecting my clothes which were scattered on the floor and bringing them with me. I roughly shrugged them back on, unable to zip up my jeans. Seconds later, the door swung open bringing his mother into view.

"Miles? Didn't you hear me?" she asked, scanning his room which was no longer immaculate.

"Sorry, w-what?" he stuttered, almost completely out of breath.

"Have you eaten? And why is your hair so messy? And whose car is that in front of the house? And why have you got lipstick on? Did you take my red lipstick again?" she asked furiously. Again?

"N-no I haven't. Uhh, it's A-Arielle's car. She's in the uhh...bathroom r-right now. We were uhh...She was erm...giving me a make-over!" he panicked, scratching the back of his neck. "We were erm...doing a prank on Dylan - we were going to pretend i was a girl and see if he believed it!" he exclaimed. Oh, as if she was going to believe that.

"Oh i see. You kids are so crazy. So did he believe it?" she chuckled, taking a seat on the bed beside Miles. Well, that's not quite the reaction i was expecting but okay...

"Nope. You know what Dylan is like - he's not stupid!" he laughed, trying to make it seem realistic.

"So, where is Arielle?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.

"I actually d-don't know" he stuttered. I think she's on to us...

"Arielle, darling, you can come out now, isn't it uncomfortable under there?" she stood up, looking down at me. My heart beat rapidly increased and my breath hitched in my throat. Shit.

"Oh, h-hey there Mrs. Blake. How are you?" i stuttered, wiggling out from under Miles' bed and standing up, smoothing out the imaginary creases on my jeans. My make-up was smudged, I had sex hair and my palms were sweaty. It wasn't hard to tell what me and Miles were doing up here - or should i say 'almost' doing...

"I should be asking you the same question. The floor isn't exactly the most comfortable place, darling" she smiled, looking me up and down.

i fake laughed, fixing my hair. "Well, thanks for blowing my cover! We were playing hide and seek. Miles had been looking for me for almost ten minutes!"

"uhh yeah you're a really good erm..hider? he stuttered. Mrs. Blake furrowed her eyebrows. She did not believe a word of that. My cheeks were now a deep shade of red, i guess right now would be a good time to exit.

"Anyways, it was lovely seeing you, Mrs. Blake but i should be getting home. My parents just called" I smiled sheepishly.

"I'll see you out" Miles offered, leading us out of his room.

"Goodbye dear, i'll see you soon!" she chirped, walking towards the bathroom.

I dashed out the house, speed walking towards my car. I was about to open the door when Miles caught up with me, restricting me from entering my car.

"Arielle! Wait! I'm so sorry about that i had no idea they'd come home an hour earlier!" he mumbled, struggling to make direct eye contact.

"That was the most awkward and embarrassing moment of my life" i muttered, looking towards the ground.

"I know, i was there too. Listen, I'm sorry. Are you mad?" he questioned. Was it not obvious?

I rolled my eyes "Isn't it obvious?"

"I'm sorry, honestly, this is all my fault" he muttered, releasing his grip on my wrist.

"I'll see you tomorrow" i stated bluntly, unlocking my car and slipping in the driver's seat.

"Call me when you get home?" he begged, closing the car door for me.

"Sure" i lied, if he thinks i'm going to call him after tonight, then he must be delusional. I then started the engine, and sped off, with my head thumping and arm aching. The only thing missing was my dignity.

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