He's Not My Boyfriend

Chapter 12

He's Not My Boyfriend.

I woke up the next morning, laying on Vincent's chest. He was already awake, watching me. I blushed a little and sat up, wiping my eyes. He sat up too, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck. "Last night was fun." He said, smirking at me. I blushed and kissed him, getting on top of him. Anymore sex with Vincent and I probably won't return back to SpearsVille the same. He kissed me back and bit my lip, running his hands through my hair.

I laid my head on his chest and hugged him, closing my eyes and enjoying his warmth. I didn't want this to end. I wanted to stay like this forever with him. In his arms, just in his embrace. That's when I remembered Seth. Oh no. I thought as Vincent held me. What should I tell Seth? I told him there was nothing going on between me and Vincent. Well technically at that time there wasn't anything going on between us. But now I wasn't so sure I could say that. Plus the fact that I didn't even know myself what me and Vincent were anymore. Just friends was totally exed out, but he was not my boyfriend.

I got off of Vincent and pulled the blankets over me. He looked at me confused and got closer to me. "What's wrong?" He asked, his voice a bit worried. I sighed and looked at him. "I can't do this with you Vincent. Then it'll look like I lied to my best friend. Yesterday I told Seth there wasn't anything going on between us. Which wasn't a lie, at the time it wasn't anyway. But now I'm not so sure. I do like you a lot but I can't risk losing Seth." I looked away from him, not wanting to start crying in front of him again. I had already done that twice and it was getting harder not to.

Vincent sighed and nodded. "No you're right. I don't want to cause you any problems with him." He said, his voice a bit harsh. He got off of the bed and went to his suitcase, pulling out some clothes. I got up and walked to the bathroom, trying to hold in my tears until I got inside and shut the door. I hurt him. I thought as tears finally fell down my cheeks. He hates me now. I went to the tub and turned on the shower, getting in and letting the water fall down my face and body. I cried silently, my heart hurting and my head spinning. What else could I do? What was really more important? My best friend that's been with me since middle school, or a creepy pervert asshole that I had just recently fell for?

I leaned on the wall and sobbed, wanting to just go home and not talk to anyone. I wanted Vincent, so bad. But I wanted my friendship with Seth too. This was just too much to juggle at once and I didn't have a clue what to do. I couldn't go talk to Amanda about it. She probably hated me for what happened to her boyfriend David. Everything seemed like it was falling apart around me, and it was all my fault. Wasn't it? No. It was ever since Vincent stepped foot on my door step. Things have been going downhill since then. But it was just as much my fault than it was his.

I cried still, holding onto myself when I felt arms wrap around me. "Don't cry, Kat." Vincent whispered in my ear, holding me close to him. I didn't want to, but I felt myself hugging him and crying in his chest. Great. This would be the third time he'd seen me cry. This must be love. He rubbed my hair and kissed me, our lips locking in what felt like more of a dance than a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't want Vincent to leave me alone anymore, or ignore me. I wanted him to want me just as much as I wanted him. I was afraid he hated me, but I could see now that he was just hurt like I was.

I sniffed and looked up at him, the water running down his chest and hair. "Vincent. I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry I hurt you." I said, trying not to break down crying for the fourth time. He ran his hands through my hair and looked me in the eyes. "I know. You're just afraid to lose your friendship." He said, completely reading my mind. I nodded and wiped my tears away, laying my head against his chest. "What should I do?" I asked him as he played with my hair. "How about we just be friends with benefits. Until you decide what to do." He said, lifting me up and pinning me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and blushed, nodding and kissing him.

He kissed me back deeply and rubbed his dick, getting ready to put it inside me again. I closed my eyes and waited for him to enter me, my body already shaking a little. I wanted him so bad. He's the only one that can make me feel so..good. I felt naughty in a way, but sex wasn't really naughty was it? He finally entered my pussy and thrust deeply. I moaned and gripped onto his hair, the water running down my body. I could feel the heat of his dick spreading around inside of my pussy. He was deeper now than he was last night. I felt him inside of my stomach and it made my mind go crazy. I wrapped my legs around him tighter, not wanting him to stop.

He held onto me and sped up, the steam from the water making the sensation even better. He held me and got out of the shower, turning me around and bending me over. I held onto the sink as he thrust inside of me more, fucking me from the back. My mind filled with dirty things and fantasies. I moaned louder and pressed my hands against the mirror. Oh fuck! I screamed in my thoughts. He lifted one of my legs, thrusting inside of me sideways. I moaned more and got weak, trying to hold onto the sink. Where did he learn all of these moves from? I thought, feeling my body shake more. Vincent smirked and pulled out of me, my cum all over his dick again.