I Married My Bestfriend

Feelings...Ugh. 1.0

*Zee's POV*

I almost can't believe that actually happened. Oh my god.... I KNOW her feelings for me have changed or at least will. But what if this was only out of hurt and me being there for her...what if her feelings HAVEN'T changed and this meant nothing to her. I wrung my hands through my thick black hair. I sighed and flipped to my side and grab my phone off my black nightstand and check Instagram. I glanced at the time. Well,it's still kinda early,she should get back before he wakes up, it's only 7:39 AM. I went to Jamie's Instagram. (Yes, I follow him. But only to get pictures of Mel and crop him out of the pictures and put them as my wallpaper.) He posted something last night about wherever Mel was to call him and that he was sorry or some shit. I scoffed as I pulled back the covers and got out of bed. I winced in pain. Damn, that really was the best night of my life. I fucked the only girl I've ever ACTUALLY loved, and I really do.

*Mel's POV*
"Ugh...what the fuck did I just do? You just did something amazing, that's what.",I think as I turn the shower faucet and lay my clothes on the toilet seat cover. Steaming hot water pours over my sore body. How could I be this stupid? I'm getting married to Jamie in 4 months! And I love him. Right? I mean, just because I just fucked my best friend and my heart flutters every time I think about last night doesn't mean anything. It's just because it felt amazing and I was hurt and it's not like I want it to happen again. Right? No,I don't. I can't and besides,I'm straight. For some reason, as I think that, it's like something inside of me shrivels up. I suds up a washcloth and start rubbing it over my body. And besides, I don't LOVE Zee like THAT, it was just the sex talking,right? But as soon as I think that,Zee's face pops in my head and I want to look into her beautiful dark eyes and tell her that I love her and that I never want to leave her. It's just the sex talking,Mel's. Just the sex....and besides,I've never felt exactly like this before we did the do so there's no WAY I love her like that. Unless I do and I just didn't think of how I felt as romantic love, a voice in my head pipes up. I push my thoughts away as I sigh and put shampoo and conditioner into my hair. It smelled different than mine,like shea butter and something else. It smelled natural and not like it was made in a factory like most of my hair products. It reminded me of Zee. Sweet, I'll smell like Zee for a day!

As I lather the shampoo and conditioner into my hair, Walls Could Talk pops into my head. I hum the part where the violin plays and she says yeah! and I close my eyes. Flashbacks of me gasping from last night pop into my head...and think of Zee. I pop my eyes back open. Great, now I'm horny again. I groan in annoyance. As I get finished with my shower and start to step out, I hear the door squeak open and Zee comes in (with a shirt on) unexpectedly.

"Ahh!", I yelp as I jump, and trip and hover backwards over the tub before Zee grabs onto my hands before I fall into it. We both burst into a fit of laughter as Zee helps me back up. Zee steps back,and falls against the back of the toilet, crying from laughter now. Finally,our laughter starts to cease. Zee wipes a tear from her eye and stares into my eyes. I stare right back.
I get that feeling that I want to kiss her again but instead of acting on it, I stand there,biting my lip, caught in Zee's seductive yet thoughtful gaze. Her eyes slowly drift from my face to the VERY visible scratches covering my waist. She parts her lips and looks back up at me. Her eyes shine with arousal. I blush as I suddenly remember that I'm still naked. I grab a towel off the rack and quickly wrap it around my body. I chuckle nervously and say, "We are to never speak of this to anyone outside this room, or the OTHER thing." Zee snorts and says,"Yeah, and by "other thing",do you mean the same thing that left that mark on your lips?,"Zee says almost in a whisper,getting closer to me.

I yell,"What mark!?" and turn my face towards the wide mirror over the bathroom sink. Zee comes up behind me and turns my face towards her's and kisses me unexpectedly,my lips melting once again in her's. My heart races as I savor the kiss,knowing it would be our last. A few seconds later,I break the kiss slowly and back away from her,even though a part of me wants to keep kissing her forever. Zee opens her eyes,and looks at me longingly. My fingers twitch. I bite my lip and move past her. Zee turns and grabs my arm. A wave of emotions surges through me. I look back at her misty eyes.