It wasn't difficult for my body's excitement to disappear, after Jo woke up, disoriented, and immediately fell over and hurt himself!
I worried when he couldn't remember where we were. I thought he had done himself some serious damage. I only hoped he remembered me.
It was a relief when he finally remembered where he was, and also when it became clear that he hadn't forgotten who I was.
When he realised what he'd done and the situation we'd been in, he clammed up right away, snapping at me. Jo does that when he is embarrassed. He's most likely annoyed at himself.
I sighed and rolled over to my side of the bed, away from him. "Night." I mumbled.
"Night Dask."
I didn't know what it was all about and I felt a little annoyed. I don't know why. It's not like it was anything serious. Just a dream he had been having and I happened to be there. He's annoyed, uncomfortable about it. Maybe he just got a little carried away. Whatever it was, I give up trying to understand. Jo has always been touchy feely with me. He is that sort of person.
Later on, I was still awake. I was tired, but I couldn't sleep. All these thoughts just seemed to keep going around and around inside my head. I wanted to stop thinking about it. I wanted to stop the questions it was bringing up inside of me.
We have never kissed before. I am confused why he would do that. I know he was asleep, but he must have known it was me or a guy at least? Maybe he'd been dreaming that he was with Kelly, and somehow disregarded he was feeling up a guy. Or, he thought it was a mixture of Kelly and me, and got confused. Or, he just thought it was me.
It would be odd, if he'd been dreaming of me, but it's not extremely unlikely, given that we use to mess around a lot. But, we haven't done anything in over a year. Plus, we've never, ever kissed. I sighed, I had no idea.
I wondered if Jo was back to sleep, yet. I turned myself over on my other side to face him. His back rose and fell gently with his even, restful breaths. He was either asleep or in a deep state of relaxation. Like meditation. In my head, I laughed at that. Jo is too hyper to meditate. He would probably give it a good go if he had to. He had to be asleep. I sighed again, wondering how he could go back to sleep so easy.
I turned onto my back and looked up at the ornate ceiling. We were in a strange house, on an isolated kind of island. I would have thought we were going to be staying in a place that had a beachy feel to it. Instead, it felt like we were staying in some haunted old manor. It had an air of mystery about it.
I wondered what our moms had been thinking when they organized this place for our vacation. It was certainly something different to our other summer vacations, that's for sure.
I kept wondering why I had let Jo touch me like he had, after I woke up and realised what he was doing. He had been the one to put a stop to our fooling around, but I'd been dropping hints I wasn't sure about it for a while. Jo being the kind, considerate guy he is (around me, anyway), picked up on my feelings straight away. I guess he decided we were getting too old as well. Plus, it seemed like he and Kelly were getting close. Why, after a whole year did he do this, and why had I let him?
When he started touching me, I was shocked, but my body welcomed it. It felt so good. The truth was, I missed fooling around with Jo. It wasn't the same with girls.
There was so much heat between us. I wanted more. Then, I felt his lips near mine and it scared me. I wasn't sure if he even knew what he was doing.
It was weird. I didn't want us to kiss, but it took everything inside me to stop him. No matter how turned on I was, the whole thing was getting out of hand. I needed him to be awake and know what he was doing. There would be no going back from kissing. I just had this feeling. My heart was pounding in my chest, going a mile a minute and I panicked.
Now, I felt alone, awake, by myself and thinking about these things. I know he will probably want us to forget about it, so I guess we will. I'd get over it. It was a mistake after all.
We're growing up. It's not like we can go back to doing that stuff. We probably shouldn't have started doing it in the first place. We were just curious about our bodies, we were so close and we use to talk about everything.
Getting older, we didn't seem to talk things over as much these days, but I know he cares about me, probably more than any other person he knows, outside his family. That is saying something. We haven't been friends as long as he has with the others at school.
He might joke around, but he is friends with everyone. He's cheeky and funny, mischievous and pulls pranks. Yet, he never had the intent to harm anyone badly. He comes across as a solid guy, very sure of himself.
I also get to see Jo when he's unsure of things, the emotional side when he's sad, the frustrated side when he has trouble with schoolwork and the sweet side when he's around his family, or just me. I know I'm not as outgoing as some of the other guys. But, I'm me and that seems to be enough for Jo.
Jo is someone I trusted at first sight. I knew he'd always have my best interests at heart, if he could help it. He isn't perfect and he has actually hurt me a fair bit, at times. It would always turn out that he had no clue he had been hurting me while he had been going through something. He always apologizes. I could always depend on Jo coming out of whatever funk he was in, and try to make it up to me. He was good like that. He's never boring. I'm glad to have him as my best friend.
I just need to stop thinking about the stuff we did in the past, and what happened tonight. We were young and curious and had no girlfriends when it all first started. We got hornier and found it hard to stop, and tonight was an accident.
It meant nothing. He is my best friend.
I finally fell asleep.
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Teen Fiction|Book One| "I don't want you!" he spat. "Well, I don't want you either!" I yelled back. My heart burned, hot tears trailed down my face as I walked away. Dask was my best friend, I didn't ever want to lose him. I guess I didn't have much of a cho...