Just Friends

Chapter 8: The Beach

Cheyenne's POV:

I walked into Kellin's house, threw my stuff down and laid on the couch. "Turtle is that you?" Kellin yelled from the hallway.

"Yeah! I am on the couch!" I yelled back. Then Kellin walked into the living room in red boxers, a gold cummerbund and a matching untied bow tie. "What the hell are you wearing?" I laughed as I arched myself up on my elbows.

"Oh I gave up the band and I am becoming a male stripper."

"Well maybe you should come out with more clothes on for your act. You know, give a little mystery before you strip."

"No I am gonna do it backwards and put more clothes on through out the show." He smirked as he sat on the the handle of the couch by my feet.

"Hey you know your mom hates when you sit on her couch like that," I said in my 'motherly' tone.

"Fine," he groaned and slid down on top of me.

"Dude get off," I laughed.

"But you're so comfortable!" He sprawled out so that every inch of him was laying on top of me. I tried to push him off of me, not because he was hurting me but because I was slowly getting more turned on by him. I would never have tried anything before but now I really couldn't because of Christa. Finally I got Kellin off of me but he pulled me with him onto the floor and I was now on top of him. We both laughed and I sat up, still straddling him.

He was so cute with his messy black hair and his color changing eyes. Right now they were a gorgeous gray color. I was inches from his face and wanted so desperately to crash my lips against his own. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair while he kissed me all over. I wanted him to pick me up and carry me to his room. I wanted him so very badly and it killed me. I could have sworn that Kellin's face was getting closer to mine and he was pulling me closer into him but before I could make sense of it Vic came in through the front door. "Man if this is a Best Friends Date, how about me and you have one next Friday Chey." Vic winked at me and I got up and said that I needed to go to the bathroom. When I got there I splashed some water on my face. "What the hell is wrong with me?" I said to myself in the mirror. Then I heard a knock on the door.

"Hey Turtle, I need your help."

I opened the door and noticed that Kellin was now wearing pants but still lacked a shirt. He also lost the cummerbund but still had an untied bow tie around his neck. "What do you need help with?"

"Do you know how to tie this?" He asked.

"Yeah," I started to tie it as he watched what I did in the mirror. "Why are you wearing this? And don't tell me your gonna be a stripper."

"I was trying them on before you got here because Christa wanted to make sure they fit for prom and then I realized that I didn't know how to tie one of these." So he is going with her. Why wouldn't they I mean they were dating but I just didn't realize he already asked her. . . And without my help. Kellin laughed and checked himself out in the mirror. "Man I look good." I rolled my eyes and tried to push past him but he made me stay where I was. I looked at him in confusion. "Say excuse me." I thought I was gonna pee from laughter. Eventually Kellin got out of my way and put on his shirt. Then he joined me on the couch. We saw The Lion King was on so rather than looking for a different movie we just watched that.

"Hey where did Vic go?" I asked.

"He came to pick up his clothes he left here and then he went home."

We watched three more movies after that and ate popcorn. When the last movie ended me and Kellin talked about different things and played would you rather. "Okay Kellin would you rather go to school without clothes or eat peanut butter off a hobo's toe?"