L.A. Dreams

Chapter 22

Kristen's POV

I pulled back from Sawyer once I realised what I had done. "I..." He stammered. He seemed slightly upset. "Sawyer, I can't do this. I like Joey!" I told him. "Right. Right. Yeah you and Joey." He stammered. Immediately the guilt began to set in. I had just kissed Sawyer, my boufriend's best friend and my best friend's boyfriend. "No one can know about this. It was a mistake. Really." His face dropped as I said it. "Ok, I won't tell. But do one thing for me." He said. Oh no, what could it be? "Uhh sure?" I replied hesitantly. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't have feelings for me." Shit. I honestly didn't know what I felt towards Sawyer. "I don't... Have..." I couldn't finish my sentence. I did have feelings for Sawyer. He had perfect hair, a perfect body, a perfect voice, etc. I had been falling for him since the day I first saw him on YouTube. "Yeah. That's what I thought," he said. "But I have to ignore it! I'm with Joey and there's no way I could leave him for his best friend." I was almost in tears. I may have just screwed everything I had worked for in my relationship. It was devastating to think of what Joey would do if he knew. "Ok. Whatever. But remember this conversation next time you go out with Joey."

Joey's POV

I came straight home after my whole foods run. "Hey guys I'm home!" Kristen came up to greet me at the door. "Hey babe! Watcha got there?" She asked me. "I've got 2 smoothieanyas for us shoot!" I loved these smoothies so I figured I'd make Kristen try one. "Thanks!" She took a sip. "Mmm! It's really delish!" She gave me a kiss on the cheek. I heard the shower kick on and assumed Sawyer was going to take one. Speaking of Sawyer... "How was breakfast?" I asked. "Oh it was good! Sawyer made some eggs and stuff." She didn't seem too thrilled. "Well good! You had stuff to talk about?" That was what I was most concerned about. "Yeah! We just discussed about YouTube and the Summer Horror he's doing!" She smiled. "Well good! I'm glad!" Kristen started to walk to the door. "Well I really gotta get home to change and stuff!" Please call me later!" The shower clicked off. "Ok! I-". Before I could even end my sentence, she was out the door. Maybe it was a bad idea to have her stay over...