I don't wanna be friends - Armin Arlert

Chapter 5 - Y/N pov

Chapter 5 - Y/N pov

I'd like to thank everyone for supporting my story and that I love interacting with all of you as much as I can! I read EVERYONE'S comments, and y'all are so funny, like what the heck?? Anyways, this is the chapter you ALL have been waiting for, and it is SPICY SPICY SPICY! This will be in Y/N's perspective. ;) Please enjoy, hehe. <3

"Armin why're you here?" I can hear Annie's voice muffled behind closed doors.

Armin's here? Did he come running back to Annie?

I shouldn't even be surprised, I should've seen the signs but I ignored all the red flags. They were always on and off, and it's no different this time. I should have never gotten involved.

This was all because of a damn dare, and I got ahead of myself. It had nothing to do with me...

I raise my head and drop the pink vibrating toy from my core, letting out an annoyed exhale at the loss of reaching my orgasm.

"Annie... You know why I'm here. Where the hell is she?!" Armin shouts, hearing him entering the condo, shuffling footsteps in search for me.

Am I hearing that right? ...or am I still buzzed? Shit, the room is getting dizzy.

"Wait- Armin! I didn't say you could come in!!" Annie shouts as I hear loud footsteps approaching the bedroom door.

I push myself up, on my knees, my ass pressing down against the heels of my feet (still naked, no less) while the pink toy vibrates in front of me then Armin swings the door open, eyes widen in surprise as he takes in the sight of my exposed figure.

Hmm... it feels like we've been in a similar situation like this before.

My head turns to his direction, biting my lower lip as my eyebrows pinch together upwards. Armin whips his head to the side, in respect of not looking at my naked body, then his cheeks begin to flush into a bright red.

"I- Fuck... come on, beautiful. We're leaving, where are your clothes?" He asks as he tries his best not to look at me.

"Beautiful?! You have some nerve calling me that when I'm just a pawn to you! You manipulative fuck!" I spat, not meaning to let everything out in the moment. It just came out, like word vomit.

"Pawn? Manipulative??!!! Fuck! I don't have time to deal with that right now. You can't stay here, beautiful. We'll talk on the way out."

Armin's shoulders shoot upwards, tensing at my words. I hurt him, somehow I hurt his feelings and it's obvious.

"Her clothes are in the dryer right now. Also get out and give her some privacy, Armin." Annie says from behind Armin's tall figure.

"And leave her at your mercy? I don't think so, she's not staying here with you. Just give her some damn spare clothes so we can fucking leave!" Armin shouts, making me flinch which wakes me back into reality. Surely I must've sobered up now.

He came here for me? Seriously, can this man be any more confusing...

My eyes dart down to the lower half of his body, and there I can see a growing bulge poking out from his pants. I slide off the bed, slowly approaching Armin, not giving a damn that I'm naked right now. His hands ball into fists at his sides.

Step by step, I stand closer to his standing figure by the bedroom door, then he finally looks me in the eyes.

"Then where will I go? With you? You took away a pleasure I really desired yesterday, and right now..." I stand before him, brushing the palm of my left hand against his growing erection.