Just friends

Chapter 5- Just an hug

Harper

Everyone is on the couch getting comfortable and I'm still pretty confused about what just happened with Tristan. I mean it was just a hug but Tristan isn't a vulnerable person, he's always been the guy that jokes around and everything is a game to him.

I sit down and catch a glimpse of Tristan, it's like nothing happened. I try to forget about it and Max is next to me on the floor, we are laying between Alex and Audrey. "Are you okay? It got kind of intense back there and I would be fine if you wanted to go home. I can give you a ride if you'd like." Max suggests. "Thanks but I'm okay, we are broken up and the only thing that would make me want to leave is if Sarah ended up staying." I say.

She smiles and all of us have trouble picking out something to watch. "Oh come on the titanic? You girls are so gullible half the time" AJ says. "Shut up AJ but fine we don't have to watch it, why don't we find something we all agree upon." Alex says. "Well don't take too long, I'm gonna start on the brownies and I hope to know you guys actually find something when I'm done." I say.

I walk into the kitchen and the box of brownies is on the kitchen table. The guys have a nice place, and their kitchen is fucking huge. I always love to come over and cook for them, it feels nice in a big space and I don't mind cooking for them at all, even if they are idiots.

My parents are divorced obviously so I never had a nice house and we were never financially stable. So I learned to cook at a young age and I have brothers so while my mom worked double shifts, I usually cooked the meals. Well, all we could afford half the time were eggs so I made every different egg dish, from deviled, to boiled, scrambled or fried. That's what made me hate eggs so much. But what makes me love cooking for the boys.

I try to find bowl but the only one that's large enough seems to be in the cabinet all the way up top where I can't even reach. I'm struggling to grab it when I feel someone behind me lean over and reach for the bowl. It's Tristan, I know it is. I turn to look at him and our faces are inches apart, I can feel his warm and soft breath on my face. Shit, he's looking at my lips. What the fuck do I do? It's weird enough what happened in the bathroom. I grab the bowl from him, "Thanks but I could've gotten that myself, yes you are tall but I could've managed." he smiles, he snapped out of his strong gaze thank god. "Sure you could sweetheart, you just looked like you needed a little help."

"What do you want, a cookie?" I ask. "No but you are making brownies and your baking is the bomb that'll make up for it." he says. "Actually these brownies aren't for you, it's for the ones that invited me and aren't completely nauseating to be around." I brush past him and I already have everything I need set up. "Oh come on, be a good girl and share." He whispers in my ear and then walks out of the kitchen. What the hell has gotten into him? Fuck I can feel my face burning. Was he flirting? He can't be, he may sleep with half the school but he's a loyal friend. He's a brother to Matt.

I need to snap out of it, why am I even questioning something like that? Tristan and I are just friends and it'll always be that way. Why the hell would he be talking like that though? I should stop thinking about this and make these brownies, forget what happened. Forget what the past hour I've been here. I get back to the brownies and I put the glass pan in the oven and head back into the living room. Everyone finally settled on a movie, it's a horror movie.

The rest of the night was honestly a blast and the brownies turned out amazing, and I quote Blake's words "Orgasmic brownies", idiot. Max is terrified of horror movies and buried her nails into my arm for half of it. I will probably have a forever indent in my arm from how deep her nails were in my skin, but she loves to make everyone happy and agrees with any movie they agree on.

We all decided not to spend the night because I didn't want to be here when Matt got home. It was embarrassing enough what happened earlier and I don't want to go through it again. Plus I would rather walk into busy traffic then be stuck in a room with Sarah.

We say our goodbyes and Alex and I drive back to our dorm. "So what did you and Tristan talk about while you were in the kitchen?" She asks. "I guess he saw me struggling trying to grab a bowl and since he's at least a foot taller than me, he helped me out." I say while trying to act oblivious, I wasn't. That whole thing with Tristan left me confused. "Righttttttt, even though you came back into the living room and with your face as red as a tomato." Alex says. "Nothing happened, he was just helping out and my face was probably red from when I opened up the oven and it was blazing hot." I reassure her.

"Okay fine but it still isn't going to change my mind that I'm team Tris and know something is going on between you two. We've been best friends for 3 years, you don't think I wouldn't notice you are in complete denial?" she asks. "Drop is Alex, I mean it." I snap.

I finally got to her and there is silence till we pull up to our place. She apologizes because she can't stand when I'm pissed at her. Maybe she's right, maybe I am in denial. I just need to go to bed, this day was too stressful and all of my energy is gone. I can barely keep my eyes open.

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Authors Note:

This chapter was kind of small but I just got home from work and have a shift tomorrow morning so I don't want to be up late.

The tension is rising you guys, I'm starting to like this story more and more.

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-amelie<3