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Aylin Scott
Today is Wyatt's birthday. Of course it's also two weeks away from senior prom.
Adrian and I made bets. I bet that Amy would ask him first. He bet Wyatt would grow a pair and ask her.
Lately they'd been nothing but awkward. Since they swiped their v-cards together, they avoided any and all touching now.
It was a bit strange to see them so far apart but neither knew what to say to one another.
Currently I was laying next to Adrian on Wyatt's living room floor watching Finding Nemo.
Wyatt was on one couch by himself and Amy was on the other looking at her phone a pretending to ignore Wyatt's stare.
"When do you think they'll just break down and start making out?" Adrian whispered making me laugh.
Although Adrian and I had a very heated and sexually arousing moment together where he masterfully left hickeys all over my neck. (Luckily my dad and Cassi were on their honeymoon until this Sunday and they would hopefully be gone by then and Mitch never really noticed because I kept my hair down.)
We weren't awkward at all. We were even better friends, teasing Wyatt and Amy about their night together at the wedding had become a hobby of ours.
Although I did notice Adrian gave me these weird looks when he thought I wasn't looking. It was a strange mix of emotions I couldn't tell apart.
I rolled over on my side looking back at Amy who subtly glanced up to see Wyatt still staring at her.
She immediately cleared her throat. "Um, mom's calling I'll be back in a minute." She walked down the hall towards the bathroom.
Wyatt's house was plain gorgeous, nestled right near Amy's in the mossy jungle. His dad had been there to greet us when we came over.
He was a very large man with rippling muscles in a very nice black suit. He looked like a movie star and honestly wasn't very nice. He seemed pretty stuck up. But his mom came to the door after him.
She was obviously a model, wearing a beautiful red dress and diamonds. She was pretty nice, she looked a lot like Wyatt.
Apparently they were going out for a date night. In Honolulu, Oahu. I mean seriously, who goes to another island/city to go on a date?
As soon as Amy was in the bathroom Wyatt let out a sigh of relief. "Man, staring at her isn't going to get her to magically talk to you." Adrian sat up pausing the movie.
I laughed. "He's right Amigo. You should just talk to her." I got off the floor and sat next to Wyatt on the couch.
He sighed looking miserable. "I just wish I knew what exactly to say. I mean we both obviously like one another but she won't admit it even when I will, she's so bipolar." He looked so troubled I couldn't help but pinch his cheek.
"You're so adorable when you're sad." He swatted my hand away from his cheek.
"Listen man, you've just got to say what first comes to mind when you think about talking to her." Adrian tried to advise him.
"That I really want to bang her again and I hope she says yes?" Wyatt looked annoyed.
I laughed. "Well I'm pretty sure she would be flattered but no, you should really discuss your feelings and what kind of relationship you really want with her."
He sighed. "That's the thing, I don't know what I want with her. I mean I want her in a very sexual way." Adrian laughed. "And I totally want to be her boyfriend." I smiled. "But I really want to stay her best friend. I mean, we've been friends for so long, I don't want to ruin our friendship by trying to date."
He looked so torn and sad. I really didn't know what to tell him. I looked at Adrian who seemed as clueless as I was.
Adrian cleared his throat. "Well I guess that's up for you and Amy to decide. Together."
It was these little moments where I truly admired Adrian. He was so thoughtful and wonderful. I just cherished him so.
Wyatt smiled. "Thanks man. That's great advice, you know you should be like a mentor or something to little kids, you could totally help them out." Wyatt tugged at piece of his brown hair touching his forehead.
I loved the way Wyatt was so innocent, but I think inside he was kind of depressed. I couldn't put my finger on it. It seemed to me that his parents were very hard on him.
"You know what, I'll write her a song." He grinned already beginning to think up the lyrics.
I just loved Wyatt the way he was. A sweet and handsome guy with a bunch of talent. His lyrics were amazing and his voice was just awesome. I love the way he sang with such passion. It made me happy to know he'd write a song for Amy.
Amy walked back in. "What'd I miss?" She asked.
"Nothing...!" We all said it at once. Then we started laughing.
Amy gave a strange look before shrugging and sitting down on her couch and wrapping herself in a blanket.
I hadn't noticed that she was wearing a familiar grey hoodie. It took me a moment to realize it was Wyatt's and she was smelling the scent of the collar.
Wyatt was staring and when her eyes met his he finally got up and sat next to her, slinging an arm around her shoulder. "You're amazing and you're my best friend and this is ridiculous." He told her smiling hugging her.
She looked shocked and was frozen solid for a good thirty seconds before she returned his hug and snuggled into him, this time really smelling his scent.
Adrian and I watched the two best friends. They were so perfect for each other. We shared that secretive look before Adrian laid his head in my lap and I leaned my back against the front of the couch.
"Play the movie." I told Adrian and he did, snuggling into my doughy thighs.
"You're so comfy." Adrian smiled up at me. I laughed. "It's because I'm pudgy." I laughed.
He sighed. "Well I love you pudgy pillow." He closed his eyes and put his arms around one of my thighs.
It tickles, his arm hairs tickle the underside of my smooth thigh.
I watched as Dori began reading the pair of goggles her and Nemo's dad had found and sighed in delight.
I've always liked Finding Nemo. It gave me hope that one day my dad would find me and rescue me before I got flushed down the drain like my mom.
My mom. God I hadn't thought about her in while. I wondered how she was, if she was getting sober. She had 2 years in the pen. She did have possibility of parole though, with good behavior.
Maybe she'd get out, maybe she'd start a better life.
I secretly hoped so. I loved my mom, she was really not a bad women, just one with a lot of problems.
I continued to watch as Dori and Nemo's dad traveled the ocean just to find Nemo. Just to save his only son. How a little fish just volunteered to help him find Nemo. It was such a nice thought.
I hadn't noticed Amy and Wyatt kissing one another until I heard their lips smacking.
Adrian was asleep in my lap, his face relaxed. I sighed lightly looking down at his beautiful face. I stroked his cheek and bent down to steal a little kiss.
I peck him on the lips and he smiled, even though I knew he was still asleep because his breathing was even and his facial features dropped after a minute.
I couldn't help myself. But I was so afraid of loving someone else. Of being so vulnerable and torn apart. I wanted so much to be loved, to be cherished, and I was almost positive Adrian would do that but again my cowardice took the front seat. My mind wouldn't stop telling me I was worthless, ugly, and most of all fat.
I leaned back and watched the end of the movie, my hands playing with the ends of his wonderful hair.
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I woke up in Wyatt's guest room, Amy passed out beside me. I honestly had no memory of getting here but I must've walked cause God knows no one carried me.
Amy groaned. "My mouth hurts." She rolled over on her back. "God what happened." She threw a hand on her forehead.
I giggled. "Well, you pretty much made out with Wyatt all of the way through Finding Nemo, my favorite movie ever by the way." I gave her a fake glare. "And Adrian fell asleep on me but after that I don't really remember anything or getting here."
I looked around the very nicely decorated room. There was a family portrait of Wyatt and his parents. Wyatt's smile looked forced while his mom's looked relaxed and his dad didn't even smile.
It was a strange thought to think of Wyatt really not happy. He was always happy to me.
I sat up. "Hey you know where Wyatt's room is?" I asked. It was a Monday, luckily it was a teacher work day though.
She nodded. "Are my lips red?" She asked. They were and they were a little swollen.
"Just a little, it looks like you put on cherry Chapstick." I giggled.
She didn't look so amused but she got up and walked to the door. I followed her out into the hall where she guided me to a door.
We peeked in. Wyatt's room was a dark green, posters of bands like A Band of Wild Horses, City and Colour,
Arctic Monkeys, Group Love, and Passion Pit. Wyatt had pretty good taste.
It was messy Adrian was sleeping in a sleeping bag on the ground and Wyatt was sprawled on his bed in his comforter.
"Awe." I giggled. They were adorable. Amy was smirking. "On the count of three we jump on them. I'll get Adrian you get Wyatt this time." She cackled quietly.
I nodded. "1...2...3!" I pounced on the bed and onto Wyatt's sleeping form. "GOOD MORNING!!!" we screamed at the same time.
Wyatt's eyes burst open. "WHERE'S THE FIRE!" I started laughing my ass off as I sat on Wyatt.
He glared at me. "Get off me." He pouted. I laughed getting off him and giving him a hug. "I'm sorry it was Amy's idea." I couldn't stop laughing.
Suddenly Amy came flying at us over the bed and knocked Wyatt back. She grabbed onto him and hugged him like a koala.
"Adrian is not a morning person." She said shakily. Wyatt was shaking with laughter.
I couldn't help but laugh too at how traumatized she looked.
"Happy after Birthday." Amy smiled at him. "You're 18." She giggled still shaken. He smiled. "Sure am."
I got up leaving the two to talk. I went down to the ground to see Adrian groaning. "Why do you insist on waking me up in the morning? Especially on a day off."
I laughed getting on him and straddling him. "Well maybe you'll feel better about getting up if I do this." I leaned down and kissed him slowly and agonizingly. In the back of my mind I was scolding myself for it but in the moment it felt so good I let it go.
He responded immediately his hands gripping my hips.
I pulled away laughing as I stood up and started walking out of the room. He looked very dazed.
I went to the bathroom and brushed my hair up into a lazy bun and straightening my clothing out, still wearing a pair of skinny jeans and long sleeve t-shirt, obviously I hadn't been prepared to sleep over so I just rinsed my mouth with some water.
I came out of the bathroom only to be cornered by a now very awake Adrian.
He was close to me and his nose was rubbing my neck. "Aylin. You can't leave me so unsatisfied." His lips scraped along my neck making me twitch under him in pent up passion.
"Adrian." I whined wanting him to give me a hickey already, my hands playing with his hair. AYLIN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! My Conscience was screaming but my teenage hormones didn't care.
And right when I thought he was going to do it he pulled away and smirked at me. "I don't think so." He tapped my nose and walked into the bathroom.
That sucked. My attraction to him was clear because I just wanted him to come back here and give me that hickey.
No Aylin! I was doing a bad job at trying to be friends. First I kiss him. Twice. I let him make out with me, I make out with him. I kiss him again. Now I let him seduce me? After I've told him I wanted to stay friends until I was ready? I've gotta stop.
I shook my head and walked back into Wyatt's room. And there they were making out again. I cleared my throat and they both jumped away from each other.
"What should we do about breakfast?" I asked.
Wyatt sat up. "Um.. Well we could make French toast." I smirked at how dazed he looked.
"Well then let's go." They both got up and we walked down to the kitchen.
Amy, who seemed to know her way around the kitchen pulled out four frying pans, eggs, hash browns, bread, bacon, and sausage.
"God I love you." Wyatt held her hips and kissed her. She looked surprised but immediately responded to him.
"Get a room." I fake gagged.
They pulled apart and smirked at me. "Go get Adrian." I told him and he bounded up the stairs.
"So you guys are together?" I asked dipping the bread in the whisked eggs.
"Well I don't really know. I mean I really like him but we haven't talked about it at all, but I'm not about to ask I just love kissing him too much." She giggled taking the bread from me and putting it in the pan.
She poured oil in the the big pot/pan and put in the hash browns once the oil was hot.
I helped her put the sausage in one pan and the bacon in another.
Amy really was a good cook, and I mean I wasn't bad but I had nothing on Amy.
Amy started piling pieces of French toast on a plate, then she stirred the browning hash browns, throwing some seasoning and salt on them.
She piled another plate full of sausages and bacon. I was drooling at the smell of the food.
Once we'd made enough Amy took the food to what I assumed was a dining room table and we set it with plates and silverware.
She finished frying the hash browns then put the pan on the table on a coaster like thing.
I sighed. Food, glorious food. Oh my bejesus I loved food.
Wyatt and Adrain came running down the stairs. "Someone made food." Adrian sniffed the air.
"Dining room." Amy told Wyatt. He grabbed her waist and they walked to the dining room.
"Oh Aylin can you grab the orange juice? I already put out cups I just forgot to grab it, it's in the fridge, top shelf." Amy told me. I nodded.
I hadn't noticed that Adrian was still in the kitchen and when I turned around he was there. His arms went on the counter behind me, pushing me on top of it.
"Adrian." I swatted at him. He was smirking playfully. He started kissing my neck and I couldn't help but moan.
"Adrian, we can't." I told him but I didn't push him away. His lips, his tongue, they were absolutely my heaven.
He continued to kiss my neck undoubtedly leaving a hickey. "Adrian we've gotta go eat." I told him, pushing his shoulders lightly.
He finally pulled away and lifted me down from the counter.
I grabbed the orange juice. "Adrian, we're friends, and friends don't usually kiss each other." He slung an arm over my shoulder.
"I know, I'm trying to wear you down. So you'll say yes. And I happen to enjoy kissing you and your sensitive neck." He sighed happily as we approached the door to the glass-windowed-patio dining room.
"Say yes to what?" I asked.
"To going to prom with me." He squeezed my shoulders.
At first I was bursting with joy at the idea of going to prom with him, we'd dance, we'd have fun.
But then I thought about it and realized the whole school, the people who had been bullying me, were going to be there.
And undoubtedly the Barbie Ansley. I wanted to tear my hair out. Why were there always complications?
"Adrian..." I sighed rubbing my forehead. "What?" He stopped walking and looked at me with concern.
"I...I can't go with you to prom." I shook my head sadly.
He looked like I had just killed his unicorn. "What?! Why?" He asked looking confused.
"Because everyone's going to be there and who knows what they'll do if I come with you, I don't want you to be hated and I don't want to be bullied. Especially by Ansley." I shook my head and kept walking before he could notice a tear rolling down my face and I wiped it away.
I wanted to say yes. I wanted to be with him. I wanted to wear a pretty dress and dance the night away with him.
But I knew I couldn't. I couldn't put him in that situation. I couldn't let his prom night be with the new girl who happens to be the fattest one at school who gets heckled all the way out of the door.
He'd be better off going with someone else. I hoped he would. He was an amazing friend. I just hoped he wouldn't kiss another girl. But I knew that was an unrealistic wish when I wasn't even his girlfriend. Nor would I ever be.
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