Chapter 15: I Can't Be Your Friend...

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     "What?" She asked. "Why not?"

     I smirked, before adding. "Cause I want to be your boyfriend."

     Her worried look turned into a huge grin and she pecked me on the lips.

     "I want you to be my boyfriend too." She smiled.

     "Then it's settled." I chuckled. "I'll be your boyfriend if you be my girlfriend."

     "Deal." She grinned.

     I pecked her forehead and slowly sat up.

     "Let's get downstairs." I advised. "It's Monday, we only have 15 minutes to get ready."

     "Oh ya, shit." She muttered.

     I pulled on my shorts from yesterday and Ash started rummaging through her clothes to find an outfit.

     She laughed when I started to fix my hair and walked over to mess it back up. I rolled my eyes and brushed my fingers threw her somehow not knotty hair. Does she even lay on her head?

     She turned away and started to pull her shirt up before realizing I was watching. She blushed and walked into her bathroom.

     While I waited for her to get dressed, I decided to check Twitter. Nothing much. Just the usual, Donald Trump controversies, inspirational quotes, and other random shit.

     I started to open the door, but Ash stopped me. She was wearing a long sleeved cropped holographic shirt with ripped black high waisted jeans.

"Wait." She asked. "Are we gonna tell the others?"

"Hmm, not yet." I decided.

She nodded and opened the door, leading my downstairs where everyone was eating breakfast.

"Have fun last night?" Straub smirked. "We could hear you from downstairs."

Ash blushed and glanced at me for help.

"We filmed the whisper challenge." I sassed. "Not a sex tape, dumbass."

Since I live quite close, I walked over to my house to change.

I threw my black kiing shirt that Graser designed with some faded jeans before grabbing a banana for breakfast and rushing back to Ash and Ella's house to walk with them to school.

     I was just in time, everyone was walking out the door.

     "Hey." I sighed.

     I was panting because I practically sprinted here.

"You ok there, Will?" Ash teased.

"Well for your information, I just happened to sprint from my door to yours in less than a minute so I wouldn't be teasing." I jokingly sassed.

"Oh please, that's a cake walk." She smirked, playing along. "I bet I could sprint to the school faster than you and I wouldn't drip a sweat."

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