Friends With Benefits - MLM

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I ran a hand through my hair, still damp from the rain. I think I look ok. I heard a knock at my door.
"Come in," I said just loud enough for whoever was out there to hear me. My door opened slowly. The park boy stood in my doorway. I just now realized how cute his outfit was. He was wearing a Green Day shirt and baggy ripped jeans. His Doc Martins peaked out from the bottoms of his pants. I looked up more, noticing his hair. It was fluffy. Very, very fluffy. I didn't notice I was staring until he spoke.
"We're leaving," He said awkwardly. I nodded and followed him down the stairs. So he does like Green Day. Now that's hot, I will admit. Wait, why am I admitting that?
We piled up in somebody's truck. I didn't know who's, until I saw Ky hop into the drivers seat. Eddie climbed into the passenger seat. That left me and park boy with the backseat. I climbed in and waited for him. He then slammed the door shut, and we drove off.
"What's your name again?" I asked park boy. I don't remember what Eddie told me it was, so I've just been referring to him as park boy.
"Dakota," He responded. It was a pretty name. I gave a small nod.
   The rest of the drive was silent, except for the occasional chatter from Eddie and Ky. I kept noticing Ky and Dakota stealing glances at me though, which made me kind of uncomfortable.
We pulled into a parking spot in front of one of the only actually good restaurants in my town. We all stepped out of the car and walked in. I immediately noticed that there were only tables that could seat two people. I'll be fine. It's not like they'll make me sit with him. I barely even know him!
   They made me sit with him. Is it bad that Im not all that disappointed about it? I do kind of want to get to know him. He's.. never mind. My mind is starting to think stupid things, so i'm going to just keep my head down and eat my food. My food didn't look as appealing as i wished it would. But Dakotas food on the other hand looked delicious.
"Do you want to try some?" His question took me by surprise. He must have noticed me staring at it. Would he really share his food with a stranger? I was about to decline when my head started nodding. What the fuck? I don't want to share food with him. That's weird, considering i don't know him. He gently took my plate and scraped some of his food off onto my plate using his fork. He then slid it back to me. A really stupid thought kept popping into my mind. Him putting his food onto my plate without even knowing me is one thing, but using his fork his mouth was on is another thing. It's like kissing him. Shit. Sometimes i just wish my brain was a person so i could harass it. Why am i thinking about it. He smiled and continued to eat his food. I was about to do the same when I felt a pair of eyes on me. I looked behind me at Ky, whose eyes were glued on my plate. I couldn't read his expression. It looked like a mixture of jealousy and anger. But why would he be feeling that way? He noticed me staring and immediately changed his expression to a smile. He waved and quickly rotated his gaze back to his plate. That was kind of strange.
   As we were walking out, I noticed Ky walking next to me. The only reason I really noticed it was because he was literally brushing his shoulder against mine when we walked. There was so much room on the sidewalk. Why? I looked at him, a confused expression on my face. He smiled and walked even closer to me. What the hell? I walked faster and caught up with Eddie. Ky probably didn't mean to do that. Why would he? I know this is kind of stereotypical, but he really doesn't look like the type of guy to date a guy. Whatever, it doesn't matter to me if he's gay or not. Good for him. I'm bisexual myself. That thought made me realize that Dakota was walking in front of all of us. Why did bisexuality make me think of him? I shook my head and kept my head down.
   The truck pulled out of the parking lot and got back onto the road. I was surprised to hear a voice talking to me.
"Hey. Your name is Kieran, right?" I looked up. Ky was looking at me through the rear view mirror. I nodded.
"It's a pretty name. I suppose a pretty boy should have a pretty name, though." He said. I didn't know what to feel. Disgust? Anger? Confusion? What did he mean?
"What?" I asked. My words were so quiet that I didn't know if he could hear me. Should I be happy he called me pretty? Well, if that's what he meant by that.
"I said you're pretty, and so is your name," He answered. Umm, okay..
"Um- thanks i guess," I said quietly. I don't know if i should be creeped out or if i should appreciate the fact that he just gave me a compliment. I looked over at Dakota. He was giving Ky a nasty look. I just looked down and occasionally at Dakota for the rest of the car ride.