Laying on my boy best friends bed, I'm just playing subway surfer while he's on his PlayStation playing with his mates.
"Fuck" H/N shouts out in frustration causing my phone to fly out of my hands.
"You fucking bastard, you just killed me." I yell as I roll over and retrieve my phone off the floor.
"When?" H/N says while shifting one side of his headphone off his ear.
"Just then, I was-" I start but I'm suddenly cut off by H/N "when did I ask?"
"Oh my god, I hate you so fucking much." I shout as I pick up one of his pillows and fling it in his direction.
"Nah, you love me." H/N says while turning back to his game.
"I really don't." I say as I start another game of subway surfer.
"Oh but you do." H/N says as he switches off his PlayStation and comes to lay beside me.
Concentrating on my game, I'm about to beat my high score when my phone is knocked out of my hands.
Slowly turning my head in his direction, I watch as H/N runs his hand through his hair with a huge grin on his face.
"Fuck you." I grit out as I shove his head to the side.
Felling as H/N grabs my wrist, I'm suddenly pinned against the bed with H/N on top of me.
He's about to say something when his brother walks past his room and shouts "I wouldn't do that H/N, it turns her on."
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The Boy Best Friend
Short StoryLaying on your boy best friends bed playing subway surfer, you probably think nothing could possibly go wrong, well you're wrong. Y/N phone is knocked out of their hands right when they are about to beat their high score and it's none other than H/N...
