Wyatt's prov.
"But mom I do love him!" I growled at her, I took Charles and sat him in my lap breathing in his nice scent.
"Wyatt you will meet and love your mate tomorrow." Charles told me. "Right now, this is a potion making you think these things."
He was right, but my mouth didn't listen.
"It's not entirely the potions fault!" I argued with him.
"What do you mean?" Charles asked me.
"I ate the waffles!" I told him.
"Because you thought it was ordinary breakfast, now you have to go up stairs and rest hopefully the potion will stop tomorrow so you can met your mate." My father told me.
"Fine." I huffed. "But Charles is coming with me." I grabbed his hand and ran up stairs to my room and I locked the door.
I don't have any controls of my actions or words, right now all thanks to the potion.
I jumped on the bed and I herd Charles laugh.
"The potion turned you into a kid again."
I laughed too.
"Charles?" I looked up at him.
He turned to me and hummed in response.
"Can you cuddle with me please?" I asked.
He smiled. "Of course!"
He jumped into the bed with me, I quickly pulled him into my chest.
"Wyatt." Charles breathed out.
I turned him around and tilted his head up towards me.
"Wyatt what are you doing?" Charles asked me.
"I love you." I whispered to him as I smashed our lips together.
Thankfully he kissed me back, and it felt like heaven.
Slowly I crawled over him, and separated our lips to take a breath only to kiss him again.
I moved my knee up against his area.
"Wyatt." Charles moaned out.
I stopped kissing him and started trailing kisses on his neck.
'Thats our best friend what are you doing?!' The real me shouted.
"Wyatt." Charles moaned out again.
'Your going to rape him?! We meet our mate tomorrow!' The real me thought.
I froze.
Charles looked up at me with eyes filled with lust, I know it was only lust no way could he be in love with me.
Plus we get our mates tomorrow.
"Wyatt..." Charles whispered.
I got off of him and laid down on my side of the bed.
"Wyatt." Charles stated worried.
"The potion wore off." I whispered.
"Oh." Charles sighed.
"I am sorry I almost raped you.." I whispered to him.
"Wyatt you didn't-" I interrupted him.
"Please let's just go to sleep? Okay?" I asked him.
"Okay." Charles sighed.
YOU ARE READING
My Mate Is My Best Friend!
Short StoryWyatt and Charles have been best friends since they were born, their parents being friends the boys practically never left each other's side. It's a big surprise when ever they find their mates.
