Best Friends

Ch. 2

Creeeaaakkk...

A nonchalant smile spread on her lips. That would be the squeaker winder, Devon likes to call it. A grunt resonated in her echo-like room.

He turned, shutting the window.

Devon climbed onto the bed, laying next to her. She turned to face him, her smile still visible. "I missed you fren."

"Mmmm. I missed you too. So glad I get to have a break from homework."

She nearly choked on laughter. "You were doing homework? At this time?"

"I've been busy," he said, "and you owe me three lovely words."

She rolled her eyes again, "Dearest Devon Stiles, I love you so much." 

He grinned, "Autumn," the way he said her name had her heart skip a beat, "Marci, I love you too."

"Great, now that we've confessed our undying love for each other, let's hang."

"But we are hanging."

She sat up, about to get off the bed, but he brought his arm over her chest and brought her down back on the bed again. "I'm too lazy to get up."

"But I heard there's a new anime show-"

"Autumn."

"Devon?"

"No amine tonight, no TV tonight, just... you and me tonight. It's been forever since I hung out with you, even held a conversation with you irl. Tonight you are mine, and I am yours, in a non-sexual way," he said.

"Aw, I hoped to get some pleasure and action tonight." She whined jokingly.

"Oh, you want to go?" He climbed on top of her, holding her cheeks. "I'd smash."

"Gross, you pervert," she giggled, shoving him off her, but still keeping him close. They fell into a silence, just looking at each other. Eventually, Autumn spoke first in a child's voice, "Can we be best friends forEVER?"

"Yes," he replied serenely. "Without a doubt."