Tealsville Seas

mistakes

Naomi Jones

It's been a few days since we left the Starbucks carrying a passed out Shiloh.

We thought he'd be fine once they left but he fainted soon after their departure.

In his defense, if amber eyes would have winked at me the way blue eyes did to him, I probably would have induced myself into a damn coma.

I quirked an eyebrow up, looking in Alex's direction.

I agreed to help her pack since this is her day off work. She's moving into her own apartment soon, and these boxes aren't gonna pack themselves.

"Do you think you're gonna start looking for an apartment soon?"

I turned to look at Alex, who was sitting on her bed and playing with an old DS she found instead of packing.

Come to think of it, I've never done any other work besides hairstyling and crocheting clothes for people. Those are unpredictable though. One day I might make one hundred bucks, and maybe two-fifty the day after.

I'd call those side hustles but maybe not a job.

I do make a large sum of money every month though. It's enough to help out with smaller bills and buy things that I like. But I've got to start thinking bigger if I want to move out soon.

"I honestly don't know, definitely going to look into a few things though. Since school's finally out, I'd like to move out of my mom's house as soon as possible." I put down my book and turn my back to her, laying down on her lap.

She's been hitting on me for months now. If the "ignore" approach isn't working then why not try something else? I snuggle as close as I can into her sitting frame, pulling one of her throw blankets up to my chest, ignoring the incredulous expression on her face.

"Omi. You need to start thinking more into the future..we're adults now. And get off of me dammit!" She playfully shoved me off of her, and I immediately returned to my rightful place on her thighs. "If zayla comes in here and see's us like this, she'll assume we're dating or something. I'm not ready to have that kind of conversation with my parent's." She plops the top part of her body down on her bed, resting from her previous sitting position.

Alex is bisexual. I believe that Zayla, the twins, and I are the only people who know.

Zayla is Alex's annoying ass younger sister. She's loud, obnoxious, and is always trying to hurt someone else's feelings. But as soon as you say something back to her, she starts crying and now you're the bad guy and "she's just a kid".

At any rate, it's clear that she doesn't like me either. I'm the only one who doesn't go for her bullshit and I'm pretty sure she thinks that I'm the reason her sister doesn't spend as much time with her.

How's it my fault that her teenage sister doesn't want to hang out with a twelve year old all the damn time?

She's been having a few speculations about us for a while now. Apparently "two gays in a room can only result in more gay.''

"Oh as if. She knows that we've been best friends since birth almost. That's why she hates me. She feels like I took you away from her.'', I snicker.

Alex rolls her eyes and tries to put in her earbuds as an attempt to ignore me and I snatch them away from her.

I moved closer to her sitting frame, the edge of the bed threatening me with gravity.

Why the hell is her bed so small?

"You need to start spending more time with her. Maybe then, she and I can have a conversation without her crying and making me the bad guy." I grimace at the thought of Zayla's snappy attitude and annoying ability to manipulate any situation to fit her agenda.

Alex snatched the buds back from me and flipped us over. All of a sudden her breasts were pressed against my almost flat chest. (not everyone is blessed with a B cup, cut me some slack here) and her hands pinned mine above my head.

My thoughts seemed to come to a halt.

We stared at each other for what felt like forever.

So many questions raced through my mind.

For starters, I was puzzled that she put us in this position in the first place..she rejected me.

"Why the hell are you on top of me Alex?"

"Of course I'd spend more time with the person I like."

We both spoke at the same time, but I heard exactly what she said.

I'm assuming she heard what I said as well since she inhaled sharply and put as much distance between us as possible.

My eyes widened.

"My bad Naomi, I thought..I don't know what I thought but just forget it. Fuck that was embarrassing." She took her hair out of the messy bun that it was in.

"Look Alex-" I started.

"No, don't worry about it, Can you go? We can talk about it later, that was stupid of me and now i'm embarrassed." She got off of her bed and opened her bedroom door for me. An obvious sign that she wanted me out of her room as soon as possible.

"Don't you want to talk about it now? I didn't even get to-"

"Go please."

Well damn.

"Okay." I said softly, putting on my shoes and walking across her room to meet her at the door.

She tried avoiding eye contact with me but I stood there watching her anyway. That flat ironed brown hair that tumbled down her back and in front of her face. Those green doe like eyes that I used to often compare to emeralds. That figure of hers, hidden behind a big T shirt and sweatpants.

This girl that I used to adore, was standing here.

She wanted to kiss me, and I before- I hoped that this day would come.

"Stop staring and go Naomi."

I'm not sure what it was, or what got into me, but i tilted her head up with my curled index finger and did what younger me always wanted to do.

I kissed her.

She stood there, shocked for a moment before returning the kiss and throwing her hands around my neck.

She moaned softly against my lips and pushed herself against me, wanting to be closer to my 5'8 frame.

We stood there, kissing for a while but I didn't get butterflies or anything doing it.

I realized that the feeling that I used to get around her when we were younger faded away long ago.

I pulled away from the kiss and looked down at her once again, her eyes were closed and a small smile played on her face.

Almost as if she was savoring that moment.

She opened her eyes and looked up at me, studying the guilty expression on my face.

"Im sorry." I forced out, grabbing my things and booking it down the stairs. I was glad that her parents and little sister weren't around to hear her calling out to me as I ran to my car and drove off.

——
Heyooo.

After this I'm probably gonna speed it up and then slow it down from there. I REALLY wanna get to the night where shit hits the fan and the relationships, names, & more people are introduced. But I won't make the story go too quick ig. A good author always sets realistic timelines😌

Did you add this book to your library yet?

Do you like what you've read so far?

Who's your favorite/least favorite character so far? (Mine favorites are Naomi and Shiloh, he's just so damn adorable)

How do you feel about Naomi making that mistake?

I try to make my characters act like actual people. And People make mistakes. :)

I'll see you all in the next chapter!!! Thanks for reading!!!