Chapter 17
Who wants some shitty little bits of drama?
Brian's POV
I dropped Craig off at his house so he could shower before the party.
I got a text from Nogla so I went to his house.
And now I'm sitting in my car, parked in his driveway.
He's mad at me. I know he is. And I know why.
But he shouldn't be.
And now our friendship is probably ruined.
Because we both stupidly decided we could have sex with no feelings attached.
I sighed and dropped my head on the steering wheel.
What am I going to do?
I felt my phone buzz and I looked at it.
Nogla- you coming in or what?
I groaned.
Can't bitch out now.
I slowly got out of the car and walked to the door, walking in without knocking.
"Took ye long enough!" Nogla exclaimed when I entered the kitchen.
"Yeah. And we need to talk." I said, not wanting it to be more awkward than necessary.
"So you and Craig," he said.
I nodded. "Yeah."
"Does he know?" Nogla asked quietly.
"No. And I would like it to stay that way." I told him.
"Why? Why have you been against people knowing about us?" He asked me, looking hurt.
"Look, David, I'm sorry," I muttered.
"I don't want an apology! Can you explain it?" He demanded.
"Because when it started, I was hurt, David! You helped me forget my pain! I didn't want to think of emotions. I've told you that." I started explaining.
"And so now you have a new toy? Is that what it is?" He asked, getting angry.
"Of course it isn't! Nogla come on! The only reason we kept it going was because we get horny and it's easy to use each other!" I yelled at him.
"So that's it?" He asked me.
"I don't know what you want from me," I said, exasperated.
"Have you ever felt anything for me?" Nogla seriously asked.
"More than a friend?" I asked, clarifying.
He nodded.
"No. Like I said, I didn't want emotions."
"So why is it different now?" He asked.
"I don't know," I told him truthfully.
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Craig's POV
I walked into a quiet house.
"Mother? Father? You home?" I called out, walking around the house.
I didn't get a response so I grabbed some clothes from my room and went to take a shower.
Walking back to my room, I saw that I had a missed call from Bryce.
I called him back, phone on speaker as I brushed my hair and looked for my phone's charging cable.
"Hello?" Bryce asked, picking up the phone.
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