I pressed my face against the glass door and gave a toothy grin to him, giving him the all clear. He scampers over quickly and shuts the door behind him.
"So uh, yea the shampoo thing." He says clearing his throat and scratching the back of his head.
"You and I both know you're not here for dry shampoo." I say furrowing my eyebrows trying to hide a smile.
"Uh, yea I am. How else would I ever keep this mane in check." He says turning around and shaking his head.
"Wow your hair is just so long." I say with fake excitement.
We stare at each other for a second.
"maybe i just want to see a boobie or two.." He says in a soft low childlike voice.
Rolling my eyes, I take him by the arm and lead him upstairs to my room. He closes the door behind us and takes his satchel off throwing it on the floor next to him.
"Bed." He says now holding his shirt in his teeth taking off his belt.
I don't hesitate, I go and lay down on my back facing him. As I watch him slowly approach me I can see his happy trail peek out from under his shirt as the belt comes out the last loop.
The sight makes butterflies dance in my stomach. Before you judge me... everyone has their thing. And hair, well... THAT'S JUST MINE!
With the sound of the belt hitting the floor I feel him slide both hands down the length of my inner thighs, slowly spreading them apart as he approaches my knees. Before I could react he appears between my legs with his lower half pushed firmly against mine.
He then drives both arms into the bed beside my head and leans forward, his chain dangling inches from my face I see him give me a little smirk.
I closed my eyes expecting him to kiss me but was surprised to not feel his lips immediately pressed against mine.
When I open my eyes I catch him just staring at me.
I let a few seconds go by and he's... still staring.
"Uh, what... whatta are we doin' here?" I say slowly trying to cover my face.
"I'm just admiring you." He says giving me a head tilt followed by a soft smile.
"Benji." I say trying to wriggle my way out of his grasp.
"What I can't bask in your beauty for like two seconds?"
"No. No you can't, I feel like your just looking at my blackheads." I say trying to push his chest from hovering me.
"When you were laying here, you just looked like one of those beautiful greek sculptures we're learning about." Benji says rubbing his thumb along my bottom lip. I make a sour face because he knows how I hate that poetry cliché love shit.
The stuff makes me cringe, don't get me wrong the way he expresses his love to me is something out of a fairytale. It just sounds so elaborate, almost too elaborate to be true. Benji just says it's impossible to kno-
*SNAP SNAP SNAP*
He snaps his fingers in front of my face and I realize he caught me staring off into space. He hates when I get lost in my head.
"Would you stop thinking and let me kiss you?" He says giving a stern look.
I run my hand along his neck before pulling it towards my face just as I felt the heat from his breathe I could feel my stomach gurgle, fizzle, pop, splat whatever words you want to use.
The feelings of stomach contents and acid traveled up my intestines and if I didn't get out of here then what I had for lunch would've been all over his face.
Tearing away from him I bolt into my bathroom and lock the door.
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Tate shoots up covering her mouth and runs into the bathroom locking the door behind her. I rush over and lean my head on the door listening to make sure she's alright.
"Yo, Tatum you good in there? Was my breath really that bad."
She responds with chunks hitting the water.
Damn. I lay my head on the door listening carefully for a while. After a while it turned into silence.
A cold shock runs through my body as I wait for a response.
"Tate talk to me."
Nothing, again.
Panic starts to sink in and I begin jiggling the handle aggressively. Next thing I knew I was throwing my body into each turn of the knob.
"YO!"
Suddenly the door opens and out walks Tatum holding her stomach and laughing with the brightest red face. She hugs me but I push her off.
"You were shaking the entire house." She says laughing uncontrollably.
"You're such a diiick bro." I say pinching the corners of my eyes together.
"Awh you're just saying that because you couldn't give me any." Tate says rubbing my cheek before slapping it.
"But for real though my stomach is upset so let's go to the corner store and get me some Pepto. So maybe this shit can come out the other end instead." She says giving me a thumbs up.
This girl never ceases to amaze me with the shit that comfortably flies out her mouth, honestly it just adds to the reasons I love her.
"Alright add some Andy Capp's and a pack of powered donuts and we have a deal." I say extending out my hand.
She licks hers and shakes my hand firmly.
"Alright partner." She says in a country accent with a wink.
