I woke up and grabbed my phone. I had 27 missed calls and like a million texts. I unlocked my phone and they where all from my best friend Brian. So I called him back to see why the hell he was blowing my phone up. When he answered I asked what he wanted. He told me to walk down stairs. So I got dressed and walked down stairs. To see him standing there with a big smile on his face wearing nothing but his swimming trunks. I wanted to ask him how the hell he got in my house or what he had planned. But I couldn't take my eyes off of his body. OK so maybe I have a small crush on my best friend. Ok maybe a huge crush on him, but he can never know. "Who can never know what?" Brian asked with curiosity in his eyes. Nothing I said quickly. I didn't mean for it to come out the way it did. Anyways how did you get in here? And where the hell are you clothes? I asked. "I have a key to your house dumbass remember? And don't act like you aren't eye raping me right now." I started getting nervous and I started stuttering trying to find a excuse. He started dying laughing "your face got so red, you look like your about to pass out." Anyways my parents are out of town so you know what that means? "PARTYYYYYY!"
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