Best Friends With Benefits

Chapter Four

Jeremy

The next day went almost the same, Nick and Alex talking about girls, going to classes, Nolan being a complete dick, and going to classes again. The only different thing was now I was getting invited to a party.

And unfortunately for me, I couldn't think of a good excuse. So now I'm here at the dreadful party.

I saw Nick eyeing some girl, which made me a little disgusted by his actions.

Why is he looking at her anyway?

I groaned, catching Alex's hideous face as he walked up to me.

"There's my favorite person in the world." Alex reached out to hug me, but I just punched him in the stomach, causing him to yell loudly.

"Jesus, Jeremy, you have real anger issues, you know?"

I ignored him, still looking at Nick, closer to the girl. Too close. It was like he knew I was looking and wanted me to.

"You know what, Alex? I want to get laid." Alex just looked at me a narrowed his eyebrows in confusion before laughing.

"You, Jeremy Hudson, want to get laid? Why aren't you laughing? Are you being serious?" I just gave him a stern look causing him to immediately back away.

I ignored his stupidity and walked up to a girl. Ignoring Alex's dumbfounded look as I spoke up.

"Hey," I said. The lone girl smiled at me. I felt my heart bounce a little as I glanced at Nick, who was staring at me. For some reason, I feel pleased right now.

"You're magnificent," I said loud enough for Nick to hear. He let go of the girl he was talking to and rushed over to me, causing me to look at him in an ooze.

"Oh, hello, Nick," I said, giving him a frivolous look as his face started to tense up.

He grabbed my hand, causing me to give the girl I was talking to a half-hearted goodbye.

Nick opened a door, closing it and pinning me to a wall with anger.

"What we're you doing with that girl?" Nick said, looking at me with great force.

"How is that your business? First, you duck out when I ask you to stay over for dinner, and now you're getting mad at me for talking to a girl?"

"You don't like that girl," Nick said, tightening his grip on my hand.

"How do you know?"

"You don't like girls, Jes."

What? What is he talking about? I don't like girls? Maybe, it's because I don't put myself out there like him, but I like girls. I'm just looking for the right one. Right?

"You don't know anything, Nick!" I called out, trying to break free from Nick's grip but failing.

"You think I don't know anything? I have known you my whole life. I know what you like. And you don't like girls." I was about to say something, but Nick interrupted me by putting his hand over his mouth. "You like this instead." He took his hand off my lips and brushed his lips against mine.

For a second, I didn't resist, but after realizing what was happening, I pushed him off me, causing him to bang against the wall.

Nick wiped his lips before murmuring something. For some reason, I wanted my lips on his again. I gave him one more look before leaving the room.

What is wrong with me?