Never Kiss And Tell [18+]

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" I suspected that you'd be mad at me, so I've been ignoring you. I'm sorry,"

Should I lie and tell her that everything is ok and that it doesn't matter? Milani should've told me and I know that but I trusted Marceline too.

But seeing as I'm still speaking to Aaron I don't have a choice, I guess I'm no better. If I had some self-respect I'd stop talking to him. It shouldn't matter though, especially since he and I only have I'll feelings towards each other.

Well, that's what we call it at least. We're all born liars anyway.

" It's ok, nothing was going on between him and me anyway," A sad smile crossed her features and she sighed. With her hand running down her face she called out to me.

"Lily, I know you guys kissed. So don't tell me that nothing is going on. I should've told you,"

" In summer, we kissed in summer. And summer doesn't count,"

So she knew, all this time and she didn't tell me that he and Milani had a thing. It's not my business though. It doesn't matter, it shouldn't matter and it never will matter. I don't care what they do in their free time.

But damn, I mean I don't expect anything better from him and while I should be mad at Milani too I simply can't do it. She's just too important to me. She didn't mean anything she said.

She said everything on a whim, it just slipped out. She didn't mean to say it. She wanted to say something else, right? God, I sound delusional, don't I?

I pulled the brush through my final section of hair and slammed it onto the bathroom counter. Don't get me wrong, I'm not mad at her. I don't exactly have a right to since I'm not mad at anyone else, but all the apologizing and her knowing my business. Something I kept hidden set me off.

I should be mad at Aaron, he told it but she said it.

She averted her eyes and took a seat on the toilet cover. Look what I've done, pushing the only friend I have left away.
" Since when are you his confidant?" She looks up at me with eyes bearing a burden of worry.

" For years. To be exact, from the day you guys stopped being friends. So yes, I know both sides of almost every story but this one. Why didn't you tell me?"
I finish braiding the section and turn to face her. How do I tell her that I was embarrassed? How do I tell her that I regretted it too much to ever speak of it?

" Nothing, no reason. It didn't mean anything to me," With my hands on my hips I walked out of the bathroom, grabbed her makeup bag off the bed, and walked back inside. She stands up and closes the space between us before taking the bag from my hand.

"This is one of the only huge things that happened between you two that you haven't told me. It is more than just "nothing" I won't pressure you into telling me but I know you care about him more than you're letting on," I feel stuck, stuck between the truth and a lie. Which one is it? What if I admit something to myself one day and it ruins me? That's not a risk I'm willing to take.

I reach for the paper towels and tear a piece off waiting for the silence to take over I busy myself with wiping off the little sweat forming on my forehead. She notices what I'm doing and decides to change the topic. "So uh, Nessa and I have been hanging out a lot recently. I like her, she's a nice person. Unlike Liz," She whispers the last part and I pretend to not hear it knowing that I know way more than I should.

"I realized, saw you guys walking together. So are you going to do my makeup or not?" She does that weird awkward smile and nod that makes us both break out into a fit of laughter.

She shows me a pallet with green, yellow, and brown and I nod. I quite like those colors. When she pulls out a concealer my shade I know she's prepared, she's probably been waiting on this moment for her entire life. I only knew how many times she'd asked to do my makeup before.

In terms of preparation for tonight, I'm doing pretty well for someone who didn't want to go in the first place. I've showered and done my hair the only things left to do are my makeup and my clothes. Well, technically my makeup is in progress. The feel of the makeup brush on my eyelid is oddly comforting. I usually hate it but I guess things are different since she's the one doing it.

I wish I could see what she's doing but my back is against the mirror and every time I try to turn my head and look at my face she paces both her hand on my cheeks and straightens my face. Talk about unfair. 

I'm not sure how she's arranging the colors on my eyelid but I know she picked these colors because they're Aaron's favorite.  It's not like it matters since even if he sees me tonight which I doubt he will. He'll be too drunk to remember os, she's wasting her time.

"What color blush do you want?" She asks reaching for her big brush. I was out of it because I don't remember her doing concealer.

"Purple," She pulls out a rare beauty blush and dots some of it onto my cheek and nose before using the brush to blend it in.

I doze off while she's doing it and get awoken by a hard slap on my thigh. " Wake up, I'm done. Don't be mad but, I brought some clothes for you. It's nothing revealing. Just a yellow corset top, some green cargo pants, and a brown cardigan." The words that so desperately want to slip from my mouth almost escape but I bite my tongue and hold my breath.

This girl is definitely up to something. I send her a knowing look and bump her shoulder playfully as I'm exiting the bathroom and there it is, draped over her duffle bag. The outfit looks gorgeous I must admit and I could just pair it with my brown platform Converse. "Fine, you're lucky the outfit is cute. But what the fuck are you up to?" Without answering she shrugs and walks back into the bathroom to do her makeup.

Within ten minutes I'm dressed and walk to my closet to look at myself. I love it. The entire look looks amazing, the makeup matches my outfit and surprisingly fits me well. Now all that is left to do other than wait on her to finish getting ready is tackling that horrible game, Never Kiss and Tell.

To all the liars out there, wish me luck.
Wish me luck, liars. Boy do I need it.

"we're all born liars anyway," has got to be my favorite line ever. Thank you all for reading. Hmmm... Do you think thus will blow up in her face? Yes or... No?

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