Best Friends With Benefits

7....

"Prodigy...just...here take my lotion." I said. I threw the lotion towards him, and he caught it without a problem. He seemed a bit sad about me leaving. I was walking towards the door, until I stopped.

I was tired of holding in my feelings.

I can talk about anything and speak facts on every situation. But never this one. And it killed me how I always held in my feelings when it came to liking someone.

That was gonna end today.

"Why?...Why are you doing this?" I asked plainly. I wasn't facing him, but the question was obviously directed towards him.

"Doing what?" I heard the confusion in is voice.

I turned around, suddenly getting annoyed and irritated.

"This! You flirting with me and shit. You wasn't like this during the summer. Barely, to be honest. And now all of a sudden, you wanna be all up on me. Like no it don't work like that. If this a bet just let me know now. Cause I ain't for that. If you don't like me it's cool. But I liked and like you. How can I not?" I said it all in one breath.

He stood there, looking speechless. I sighed, knowing no response will be given. Probably that was the bet. Admitting I liked him. Well there he has it.

I turned around, about to leave, when he closed the door and stood by it.

"Boy if you don't get the fuck out my face..."

"I like you."

I closed my mouth shut, just staring at him. He looked into my eyes and said it again. I didn't notice he was talking until he snapped his fingers in front of my face.

"I heard you." I said. I wanted to act tough and just punch him. This is confusing me.

"Why you act like that? I don't understand. Just let your guard down. Just once." He said.

I took a deep breath, and unfolded my arms.

He came close to me. He put his hands around my waist, while looking down at me. I started to notice he was gaining muscle, and his jawline was just perfect. His face was coming closer to mine.

Our lips touched.

I kissed him back, and it felt good to finally know how soft his lips were. And they were very soft.

"BRE? CRAIG? Y'ALL HOME?"

Quickly we separated from each other, just smiling. I blushed until I heard someone coming up the stairs.

"Craig, give me my freaking lotion back, what the hell man?!" I screamed at him. He gave me a confused look, until he finally caught on.

"You said I can use it though, the fuck you talking about?" He said back.

"Boy yoy better watch your mouth! Now give Bre her lotion." Mama Wanda said to Prod. She was at the door. Thank God for acting classes in elementary school.

"Thank you Mama Wanda." I took my lotion, and skipped back to my room.

I laid on my bed, and it was 11:30 P.M.

What a night.