Supposed To Hate You

Slamming my apartment door shut behind me, I storm out towards the staircase with a small backpack of my belongings over my shoulder. I pull my phone out of my pocket, my fingers frantically tapping into the Lyft app to request a ride. As I exit the building, I let out a loud huff I'd been holding. My roommate, Mel, has gotten on my last nerve. She decided to have a full blown party without even asking first, the music blaring loudly as I tried to relax in my bedroom. As soon as some random ass drunk dude walked into my room and threw up all over my floor, I decided I'd had enough. Without putting much thought into it, I packed my bag and left. So here I am now, knocking on my best friend's door close to midnight.

It doesn't take long for her to answer, a confused look momentarily appearing on her face when she finally opens the door. In my annoyed state, I didn't even I ask her if I could come over, I just showed up.

"Y/N. Hey. What are you doing here?" She asks, opening the door to let me in.

"Nora, I really need a place to stay tonight. Mel's being an absolute dick again!" I exclaim and she nods, giving me a knowing look. I place my bag on the floor and we both take our usual seats on her sofa. We talk for a while as I explain tonight's events to her, trying my best to not get riled up again.

"You can stay in my room, I'll sleep in Leah's since she's away for a few days. I know she won't mind."  She explains, smiling at me. I thank her and we exchange good nights, both of us feeling exhausted by our busy days.

After changing into an oversized t-shirt, I pull the lilac-coloured covers over me as I get myself comfortable in Nora's bed. I grab my phone from the night stand, deciding to scroll through Instagram until I become a little more sleepy.

I roll my eyes at Mel's pictures of her and some others doing shots on our kitchen counter. Furiously scrolling my thumb past it, the screen stops on one of Nora's recent posts. She's standing next to a smiling Abby who's got her arm draped around her shoulder. If it weren't for the fact that Abby's an asshole, I'd say they make a cute couple. My eyes linger on Abby a little longer than I'd like to admit and then I remind myself that I'm supposed to hate her; mostly because she seems to hate me. Ever since her and Nora met and started dating, she's had this bizarre idea that I'm in love with Nora, even though we've been best friends since forever.

I can't say it hasn't caused a rift between our friendship but I try my best to bite my tongue whenever Abby snaps at me so I don't make things worse. All Nora wants is for us to get along, but apparently Abby doesn't have the same idea.

I shake my head and place my phone back on the bed side table, refusing to give Abby any more space in my thoughts. I turn to my side, grabbing a spare pillow to hug and soon enough I fall into a deep slumber.

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I am slowly woken by a heaviness on top of me and a wet feeling on my neck. It takes me a minute to fully wake up as I try to force my eyes open, only to realise it's too dark to be able to see anything. My  hands extend in front of me as my palms come into contact with a sturdy but soft chest, and it finally registers that the wetness on my neck is from the trail of kisses being left on it.

"Hey baby." I hear the person say in a seductive whisper. It takes my brain a moment to realise that the voice belongs to none other than Abby.

"Ab-" As I try to speak, a pair of lips crash onto mine. I try to push Abby off of me but her kiss distracts me, making my head spin. My lips start to move as if on autopilot and it feels like I've lost control of my entire body. My hands slide from her chest to the back of her neck, bringing her closer to me, deepening our kiss.