I opened my eyes when I felt someone wiggling from under my arms. Mali was slowly getting out of bed. I moved my arm so she could get up, and she looked back at me. She simply smiled at me, and I smiled back as I propped myself up on my elbow.
"Natalie's outside waiting for me. It's Sunday, and you know how my parents are," Mali explained as she stood up. I knew exactly how her parents were. Every Sunday was family day, so she usually spent the Sunday with them, her sister, and her sister's boyfriend. I was never invited because her parents were fucking assholes.
"Tell your parents that I said hey."
Mali giggled, and shook her head. "They're going to hate that we're back together, but I don't care. I just wish they would accept you, you know?" I watched as Mali strutted around my bedroom in the nude, just looking for her bikini that she had last night.
"I think I threw it over there," I pointed to the oppsite direction that Mali was searching, and she began searching the area. Even though, Mali and I were tired when we got back from the beach; that didn't stop us for making passionate love.
Okay, maybe it wasn't passionate love. It was just ten minutes of lazy fucking sex, which honestly ended in me faking an orgasm just so I could go to sleep. I think Mali may have faked hers, too; but whatever. "I'm going to need to borrow some clothes, baby," Mali said once she finally found her bathing suit.
After Mali left, I slept for about another hour. When I woke up, I took a shower, and got dressed, and made my way into the kitchen. I was pretty hungry. I didn't even remember eating last night. I opened up the freezer, and got out a pack of waffles. I decided to just cook the whole pack because everyone was asleep; but I knew once they woke up they'd probably be hungry, too.
I sat down on the kitchen counter as I strolled through my Instagram. I heard footsteps, which made me look up to see who had entered the kitchen. "God, I'm hungry," Demi mumbled. Her eyes were half closed, and her hair was in an adorable mess. I laughed at her appearance.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty," I said as I put my phone up to snap a picture of Demi. She tried to shield herself, but I got the picture before she could. "Damn, bae. That's Instagram quality." I showed Demi the picture that I took, and she punched my shoulder. "Ow!"
Demi leant against the counter across from the one I was sitting on. "You're an ass, you know that?"
"How can I not? You tell me that at least once a day," I pointed out.
"What are you cooking," Demi asked as she stared at the stove.
"Waffles. Don't worry. I'm cooking enough for everyone." Demi nodded. She was being a little boring bitch because she was tired. So, I decided to wake her up...by making her mad. "So, have you shaved yet?"
Demi's eyes widened, and she let out an animalistic growl. "Can you fucking not!?"
"What!? It was like a jungle down there!"
"Well, I haven't had sex in a while, and I don't see the point of fucking shaving if no one's going to see my fucking vagina. I wasn't planning on having sex with him last night," Demi admitted.
"Well, do me a favor. Shave as soon as possible." Demi gave me the middle finger, before hopping onto the counter she was leant against. "Whatever. You guys were so childish last night."
"You two idiots had sex on the beach. How cliche and lame, is that? You two basically embarrassed yourself because you have that safari going on down there, and his dick resembles an infants." I jumped off the counter, and peeked into stove to check on the waffles.
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Selena Troublefield, and Demi Halifax have been best friends since they were five years old. Now, that they're both 21, and are somewhat responsible adults; things change. Selena finds herself getting more, and more attracted to her best friend; whi...