Engfa's POV
Questioning myself, I realise it's been months since I lived without intimacy. This must be why my heart throbbed when Char did that to me because I've been longing for someone to touch me. But to feel excited sexually around my best friend sounds desperate on my part.
"What the hell am I thinking?" I scolded myself.
I stopped dancing and got away from her. Much worse, I went to the opposite side and found another person to party with. Not long after that, a group of friends rounded my space and joined the fun by dancing with me.
After dancing for some time, I finally decided to have another drink at the bar and rest. At the same time, I also happened to see Char with another girl, flirting with each other because the girl practically sat on Char's lap.
At this point, my body felt like I was on fire when I saw the scene where Char gave in to herself like she didn't give a fuck about the consequences. Just before they tried to be all over each other's faces, I pushed the girl to the ground, making her pissed at me.
"What's the matter with you!" The girl was angry at me for ruining her chance with Char.
However, I didn't care much about her and focused only on Char. And there I saw her remarkable smirking face, which made me think that everything she did with the girl was intentional.
No words can describe my mood right now. Why am I mad when she is just having fun with other people?
But then Char immediately controlled her expression and grabbed my hands to go outside the nightclub. "Why are you being so rude, Fa?" She looked disappointed.
"Well, you were supposed to be taking care of me! I am your responsibility!" I expressed my frustration even though I didn't know if that was the actual reason why I was actually angry.
When I gradually calmed down, she began to talk, "But you were the one who ran away from me. What am I supposed to do then?"
"Just don't do that again...I feel neglected...as if you were going to replace me with the girl..." My mood sounded depressed as the effect of the alcohol started to kick in.
"Hey...I will never replace my only best friend with someone else...I was only trying to mingle around since I am practically single too. It's not like I want to be single forever." She explained her behaviour just now at the bar.
Hearing that she wanted to have someone special in her life makes me feel like I am not enough for her as her friend. She noticed me pouting and trying to make me feel better, "Don't be sad...you will find...someone too."
"I don't want to just mingle with someone I barely knew...perhaps...I should be with someone that can relate to my emotion...like you, for example," I suggested sheepishly that Char and I should date like a couple.
Nonetheless, with the playfulness in my voice, Char becomes serious, thinking of the possibility of her and me. As naughty as I can be, I rested on her shoulder and teased her further, "Satisfy me..."
At that instant, I knew I had an effect on her when her body hardened when I said the word. Despite teasing her, I still am oblivious to my action, and Char, a responsible best friend, shut my mouth from saying another word that might threaten our friendship.
"We should go..." She carried me to her car and shoved me into the passenger seat, making me feel guilty for the trouble I had caused.
I must be insane for doing this to her, and so I forced myself to stay sober through the ride until we reached my house.
...
She helped me walk until we arrived at my living room. Right then, I suggest playing truth or dare with her. "If I win, you have to grant my wish, and if you win, then I will fullfill everything that you want," I persuaded her.
"But, there's an additional rule for this game. Every time the person chooses not to do what is asked, the person has to drink," I started to take all my alcohol out from the shelves.
"Fine..." Char gave in just to make me feel happy.
Author's note:
Okay...continue having fun, girls...
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