Unkiss Me [Jenlisa]

one

I glanced at the wall clock for the nth time and heaved a sigh. Checking my phone, I frowned when there's still no reply from Lisa.

It's already 11 PM.

Did she forget to pass by? I mean, I'm not that petty to get angry. It's not like we have important matters to discuss. It's just that she promised to come by and I'm getting worried because she doesn't even reply.

I started to type another message for Lisa.

Lis, im worried. Text back when u see this, ok?

"Dammit." I slammed my book shut. I can't even concentrate because I'm damn worried. I swear I'm gonna kill her if she just forgot to text me, but I do hope that's the reason why I can't reach her. The reason why I'm worrying is because it's not like Lisa at all. She never forgets to update me whenever we have plans and she's going to be late or unavailable. Heck, she even replies within seconds right after I text her.

Suddenly, I jolted when I heard our doorbell rung. I quickly stood up and sprinted downstairs towards our front door.

I swear I'm gonna kill this bitch. "Lisa," I glared at her the moment I opened the door.

She was looking at her phone with furrowed brows. Her face suddenly softened when she looked up to me.

"Jen, I'm so sorry I just read your messages now and I feel awful for making you-"

"It's already late, why are you here?"I asked, annoyed.

"Hey, did I disturb your sleep? Are you mad? I told you I'll stop by, right?" She reek of alcohol. I crossed my arms above my chest while she pouted, making my heart go crazy when her hand reached to pinch my cheek. I backed away before she even got the chance to touch me.

"Did you drink? And what the hell, it's already late and you shouldn't make people worry about you, Lisa." I blurted out, looking straight into her eyes.

Don't fucking look away, Jen.

Just look at those deep brown orbs like you used to before.

Without falling deep.

Without getting lost.

Just look at your bestfriend and manage to hide everything through anger.

God, since when did I even start to feel this?

"I'm sorry if I made you worry..." she pouted even more, making my breathing hitch faster.

"I meant your mom, Lis. She was worried." I half lied. Of course, her mom was worried because I asked her  if Lisa was home as I was worried myself. Both of us couldn't contact her since noon.

"Jeeen, don't get angry at me, please?" she smiled and although it was obvious that she was trying to act sober, she failed to hide her drunkness because of her childish acts that I tried so hard to stop a smile from making its way into my face.

"I'm not angry."

"Yes you are!"

"I said I'm not."

"Let's see," she smiled cheekily and pinched my nose really hard that I instantly slapped her arm.

"Aw!" she groaned when I slapped her, making me raise my brows. She held her right wrist as if she was really hurt but when she saw me curiously staring, she stood straight and laughed. "See? You're angry."

"Are you hurt?"

"What?" she asked, playing innocent.

I rolled my eyes. "Remove your jacket," I ordered.

She flinched but followed me, slowly revealing a cast on her wrist until below her elbow.

I gasped. "What happened to you?!" I gently pulled her inside so I can close the door.

"I'm fine, Jen. It was just a small accident and I already came from the hospital before I went here."

I led her to my room as we talked. "I was drunk and so was Bambam when he drived me on his motorbike out of their village. We kinda were out of balance and then the rest was stupidity," she explained.

"Just rest on my room until your mom comes to pick you up." I said. Although annoyed of Lisa's stupidity, I can't help but feel relieved that she was fine.

"No please don't! She's gonna get worried too and she's currently at work, I don't wanna disturb her. I'll just go home on my own."

"And you think I'm going to let you go home alone on that state?" I sighed and sat on my bed and tapped the space beside me. "Just sleep here."

Her face suddenly lit up and nodded. What a kid. I just half smiled.

Lisa went directly to my cabinet. She have a few clothes in there because she sometimes sleep here. It's basically her second home. When she finished washing up, I was already lying on the bed with my back on the bathroom door.

My heart beat frantically when I felt Lisa's weight on the other side of the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut. Dammit. Dammit!

I want to be in her arms so bad but knew I shouldn't give her an idea of what I'm feeling. It will only destroy us. I shouldn't cross the line. I needed to calm my heart.

No, Jennie. You can't.

"I'm sorry for worrying and disturbing you, Jen, but I kept a promise. That I'll be here," she whispered, making me shiver.

Even when she's like this, you fucking can't.

She put her injured arm over my upper torso and her chin on my shoulder. "And I'll always keep my promises."

My eyes started to get watery and my heart ached even more as I felt her sincerity. My tears fell as I felt myself falling deeper than before. More real than before.

It's really happening, I'm falling for my bestfriend. My breath hitched as a lump started to form on my throat which Lisa noticed.

"Jennie, hey..." she whispered worriedly. She turned me around and I didn't even have the courage to protest, so now we're facing each other as she stroked my cheek and wiped continuously the tears away. "This wouldn't happen again. I promise and I'm sorry."

She scooped me so now I'm crying on her neck that made me cry even more. I gripped her shirt.

"I'm always thankful to have you here with me so I wouldn't do anything that will make make you cry again nor make you break away from me. I love you so much my dumpling," she breathed as she kissed the tip of my nose.

I closed my eyes and felt it. I felt her sweet words and inhaled her sweet scent. I kept repeating those words that she meant only as a friend. I felt her warm embrace and forever engraved the feeling on my heart.

I'm the one who should be sorry, Lis. I'm feeling something that might keep us away from each other and make me cry again. I'm sorry I couldn't keep everything as it used to be, like when we were kids. I'm sorry I'm feeling this way when clearly, you're not feeling the same.