Original: June 1, 2023? Update: August 31, 2023
My name is Ellie Allen, but my friends all call me El. I am 18 years old. My friends all say I'm attractive, but I don't see it. I'm 5' 6", have shoulder length, dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, and am kind of a dork. I mean I like superhero movies, and I play video games. But other than that, I'm pretty normal. I have a girl best friend and a boy best friend just like anyone else. The only difference is, I'm in love with my boy best friend. His name? Jonathan Davis, but I call him Johnny. Everyone else calls him 'John', or 'Jonathan'. I'm the only one who is allowed to call him Johnny. He's made that very clear to everyone. I don't know exactly why he only lets me call him that, but I think it's cute. Johnny is 6' 5", has decent length light brunet hair, not too short and not too long, and aquamarine eyes. He's everything I could ever ask for in a guy, but I don't think he'd ever like me. I hate that. It's probably stupid that I'd be in love with my boy best friend, especially since I have a boyfriend. I'm actually driving over to go see him now. His name is Dylan. He's around 5' 9", has dark brown hair, and brown eyes. He's very sweet, and I don't think he'd ever do anything to hurt me.I pull into his driveway and get out of the car, grabbing my keys so I can use my spare one to get inside. I walk into his house, and close the door behind me. I hear what sounds to be a girl moaning coming from his room.
'Maybe he's watching porn...' I thought.
I walk towards his room and hear the girl's voice moaning his name. I frown, knowing exactly what is going on, and open his bedroom door. Lo and behold, there is a girl in his bed, and they are both naked. They don't even seem to notice me standing there.
"Dylan, how could you?!" I asked him, tears streaming down my face.
They both sat up, clearly naked, and covered themselves with the blanket.
"Wait! El, it's not what it looks like!" Dylan said, obviously not feeling too guilty for his actions, as there are lipstick stains on his neck.
"Really?! Because it sure as hell looks like you just had your dick inside that girl in your bed! I can't fucking believe this! How could you cheat on me?!"
"I'm sorry, El, I just... you said you wanted to wait a bit longer, but we've already been in a relationship for a month. I couldn't wait any longer."
"You are such a self-centered asshole! And to think I was going to let you take my v-card tonight!"
"Wait wait wait! Please forgive me! If I had known you were gonna let me take it tonight I would've never..."
"There you go, being selfish again! I'm leaving! We're over, Dylan! Have fun with your little fuck-toy!"
I walk out of his room and slam the door, removing the spare key to his house from my key ring and throwing it on the floor, then running out of his house and into my car. I start it, and drive as fast as I can to Johnny's house, which is right next to mine. It doesn't take me more than 5 minutes to get there, and I'm pulling into his driveway. I grab my keys from out of the car and use the spare one to Johnny's house to get inside. I close the door behind me and run to his room as fast as I can. The door is open, so I just walk in to see him laying on his bed, and collapse on top of him, tears streaming down my face.
"Hey, El, how was your da- Oh shit, you're crying. What happened?" Johnny asked, sitting us up and wrapping his arms around me while I'm sitting in his lap.
"D-d-dylan... he cheated on me." I told him, more tears streaming down my cheeks.
"That fucking bastard... Ellie, I'm so sorry. He didn't deserve you."
He pulls me closer to him, rubbing circles into my back to try to calm me down. My tears are soaking his shirt, but he doesn't seem to mind.
"Shhhh. It's alright. I'm right here... Ellie, did he say why he cheated on you?"
"He said... it was because I wouldn't sleep with him and he couldn't wait. What's even worse is that I was going to sleep with him tonight. I was going to let him take my v-card. When I told him that earlier, he tried to backtrack and ask for a second chance. I obviously didn't give him one."
"Good for you. That asshole doesn't deserve to take something so precious to you if he's off doing that shit. I never liked that jerk anyways."
"Johnny... can I stay here, tonight?"
"You ask that question like you don't already stay the night here all the time."
"Right... sorry, Johnny."
"Have you eaten, El?"
"No..."
"C'mon, Ellie. Let's get you some food."
"Carry me?"
"Only because you're upset."
"You love me."
"Whatever."
He rolls his eyes and picks me up koala style, then carries me to the kitchen. I bury my face in his neck, my legs wrapped around his waist. I plant little kisses on his neck just to tease him, knowing he likes that.
"Ellie, stop~ You know I like that~"
I could feel him get hard. We always messed around with each other like this, but I didn't think he had feelings for me. In fact, I was sure he didn't.
"I know... it's just cute to hear your breathing get more heavy, Johnny."
"Shut up, you tease. Stop playing with me."
"Awww, what's wrong? Did I make you hard?"
"No, you kissing my neck did."
"Hehehe. You liked it."
"Shut up..."
"Make me..."
Johnny sticks his tongue out at me, and I lick his tongue, just to make him mad. He shivers and frowns at me.
"I will never be able to understand how you are such a horny virgin."
"I don't have to be..."
"What do you- oh... shut up, El. You're gonna make my problem worse."
"I intend to."
He rolls his eyes at me again and grabs a pop tart package . He opens it, and shoves one of the pop tarts into my mouth. I take it out, not even taking a bite.
"Why don't you shove your dick in my mouth like that?"
I feel him get harder.
"Ellie... just eat the fucking pop tart."
I rolled my eyes at him and just licked the frosting, making direct eye contact with him. He bit his lip, and furrowed his brows. He was thinking about something, but I had no idea what.
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Falling for the boy next door
RomanceTW: Ab*se (Chapter 3), Sexual content, possible self-h*rm, possible e*ting disorder, etc. A girl from a broken home, and a boy with too much time on his hands have been best friends for a while, and slowly things start to become more intense.