Is Life A Lie?

Chapter 10 - Wait, what?

“I’m glad Hazel and Ruell left. I’ve been meaning to bring this up.” I put my bottle of beer down and put my serious face on. “It’s her birthday in two weeks. What say we throw her a surprise party? She loves sappy shit like that doesn’t she?” I looked to Alex for confirmation.

            Upon receiving the confirming nod, I plodded on. “So, I was thinking, since it’s too cold for a beach getaway, why not have a pool party?”

            Alex lit up with excitement. “Yes! Who do we know who has a pool and would let us throw a party? Hmmmm.”

            “Well, shit. I can’t think of anyone that’d give it to us for free, but we could always hire a place for a night, couldn’t we?” I grabbed my laptop from the desk and bounded back to the couch where Alex was sitting. As I plopped down next to her, I caught a whiff of her familiar scent—vanilla and coconut—and I almost came undone. Giving myself a mental smack, I smiled at her in what I hoped was a best-friendly way. “Ready for this?”

            “Absolutely. Planning is half the fun,” Alex grinned. She was the friend who had all the details ready for any of our trips, outings, vacations etc. I was more of a wing-it kind of girl. This is why we needed each other. I helped Alex loosen up a little in the anality department. She made me get my shit together. What a good pair of friends we made. Friends. I reminded myself I was going to stop worrying about labels and concentrate on what is. Getting a grip, I typed in pool party venues and we started our hunt on the internet for good deals.                                                                                               

Alex’s POV

          I looked up from the screen, checking my phone and I realised we’d been at it for a good hour. “Whoa I better get back. I’ve been here ages. I think that last place is a winner though—call them up tomorrow?” I leant over Hayley to grab my bag, which was on the other side of her, and accidentally on purpose brushed against her breasts. I was always a tease—old habits are hard to kick. But then my eyes met hers, and I saw the look in her eyes. Hayley looked the way I felt. Sexual tension had been building between us all afternoon. The way we brushed arms against each other, the way she occasionally stretched and watched me watching her doing it, the way I massaged her neck because I knew she got tired from being on the computer for too long, the way she squeezed my hand and lingered each time we came across a good deal.

            “Hayley.” I turned so that I was sitting facing her. I wanted to kiss her luscious lips so badly. They always looked so wet and juicy. And right now, those lips were smiling coyly at me. At that instant, my phone buzzed and I saw that it was Claire. My girlfriend. I had completely forgotten about everything and everyone, except the beautiful British babe sitting in front of me.  And I couldn’t afford to get lost in Hayleyland, because I was invested in someone else now. With a growl, I swung away from Hayley and answered the phone.

 Hayley’s POV

            My gut tightened as I heard Alex, all sugary sweet on the phone to Gingerbitch. I knew I shouldn’t have let my guard down around Alex! This horrible feeling always came back when it came to  her. I was possessive over Alex, I knew. But then again, aren’t all best friends? And the fact that I wanted her fingers in my pussy, and my pussy only—well, that was probably because she was the first girl I had messed around with. I couldn’t be jealous of Alex and Ginger, no way, I was as straight as they come. I had had my fun. So why was I feeling so shitty?