Friends With Benefits Part 2 || G. Cormier (slow Updates)

1. Second best

¦Chapter 1 part 2¦ (emily's title)

Second best - laufey

You were my everything
I was your second best

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Gordon POV:

"Wake up, Gordon!" Emily's voice pulls me from sleep, her urgency evident as she shakes my body to rouse me.

Startled from my slumber, I inquire, "What's wrong?" as I sit up on the bed, rubbing the drowsiness from my eyes.

Excitedly, Emily announces, "They're releasing our movie today," her enthusiasm palpable as she jumps out of my bed,

Glancing at the clock, nearing, a smile graces my lips as I suggest, "Wanna watch together?"

Her enthusiastic nod confirms her readiness, and as I make my way to the living room, Emily heads towards the kitchen to prepare some popcorn.

Turning on the TV, I hear Emily's playful shout, "Hey, don't watch without me,"

Chuckling at her exuberance, I respond, "Hurry up,"

As glance at the clock, noting the time to be 12:1, I navigate to Netflix and come across a feature on the feed, displaying "Teenage Dream: New to Netflix."

I settle in to watch, placing the bowl of popcorn between me and Emily,

Engrossed in the film, I saw Emily shedding tears on the screen where her character exclaims, "I'm tired of being your second option!"

Observing her genuine emotional response to the movie, I witness the way she said those words were just the same as her eyes, they were real

As I steal a glance at Emily, I notice her pouting expression as she watches the movie, she reminds me of someone

As the movie were at the end, Emily turns towards me, her eyes filled with appreciation, and expresses, "That was so good,"

Responding with a smile, I affirm, "Yeah,"

Preparing for the upcoming flight, Emily suggests, "Let's now sleep; we have a flight today at 12 noon,"

We then arrange the pillows on the sofa, After switching off the lights, we stand in front of our own bedroom door, sharing a moment of quiet connection. We bid each other goodnight,

With a tender gesture, Emily opens her arms, inviting me into a hug as I reciprocate, whispering, "Sweet dreams," and we both settle in for the night

Your POV:

"Yoww guys, bye, I'm already so sleepy," signaling the end of the night, Dallas adds a dramatic touch by grabbing my ankle and in tears, pleading, "No, please, I want to rant,"

Ian grasping mh other ankle, chiming in, "Yeah, me too, give me some advice to make her mine,"

Thalia interjects with a laugh, noting, "Yep, they're all drunk,"

Meanwhile, Lizzy exchanges a knowing look with Thalia, remarking, "Good thing they didn't rant on us,"

Asserting my position, I pull my feet away, admonishing the playful duo, "Guys, let go of me; you're both drunk and smell like a reek of a beer,"

Taking charge, I free my other foot from Ian's grasp, declaring, "Now, let go of me, Dallas,"

prompting a melodramatic response from him as he feigns distress, pleading, "No, don't leave us here,"
I'm leaving ya'll, I'm tired of listening to your rants

As Dallas accidentally releases my ankle, causing me to stumble and exclaim, "Ouch," frustration creeps in as me reprimand them, "Didn't I tell you both to let go of me? If you want some advice, wait for the freaking right time. Gosh, you're both stressing me out."

Ian, reflecting on the exchange, looks down pensively and questions, "Are you giving us advice where Gordon did it in a wrong way?"

Joining in the reflective mood, Dallas also lowers his gaze and remarks, "We might end up having a bad ending just like you and Gordon,"

I assert them, standing up and delivering a final statement, "Fine, do it at the wrong time. Don't ask me for advice again,"

I was about to go already, but before I could go, dallas said something that makes me wanna throw him out the window Dallas's comment ringing in the air, "Didn't you tell us there was no right time for both of you,"

Feeling the weight of Dallas's words echoing in my mind, I make a swift decision to leave the room. I feel a surge of emotions as I exit the room and decisively slam the door behind me, the loud sound punctuating the tension in the moment.

As I settle onto the bed and remove my glasses, I gently massage my eyes, seeking a moment of solace in the quiet of the room.

A sudden sight catches my attention - a toy of Aang from Atla. Intrigued, I rise from the bed, retrieve the toy, and stood up in front of a trash can, should I throw it?

After a moment of deliberation, I place the toy beside the TV, I bury my face in the pillow, whispering a gentle reminder to myself, "Move on, [Name], move on,"

Rising from the bed, I look up with a realization, declaring, "Oh, I have already moved on,haha silly me"

However, as my gaze lands on the toy once more, a hint of sadness creeps in, prompting a pout as I express, "I can't even throw that toy. How am I supposed to move on,"

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Hii guys it's me, this was supposed to be long chapter but I had somehow forgot to save it and for those new readers out there you should check out the book 1 first

I would like to Thank lenamriiz for giving me alot of ideas

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