Friends With Benefits

Chapter 3

I got to the park to see Stella sitting one of the swings. I walked over to her and sat on the swing next to her.

"Hey Stells. Whats up?" I said looking over at her.

"Nothing. I want to ask you something, that just came up in mind, I don't know why but yeah." She said seeming like she was talking to herself instead of me. I nod my head.

"Okay whats the question?" I asked.

 "Do you and Justin use protection when your.. You know?" My eyes widen and I press my lips together.

"Why are you asking me this?"

"Just tell me if ya use protection or not, Izzy. Its not such a diffcult question." She said getting alittle annoyed with me.

"Okay.. We don't use co-" I was cut off by her screaming.

"What? You don't use condoms!" She started giving a whole speech and I looked around there's people staring at us.

"Stells. Stella sit down, you didn't let me finish what I was telling you. Geez!" She sat back down on the swing. I sighed.

"Like I was saying. We don't use condoms, but I'm on birth control. Why do you want to know this anyway?" I asked curious. She shrugged.

"No reason something that popped up and I had to ask it." I just nodded leaving it alone. Her phone buzzed. She took her phone out of her pocket and thumbed around and then put it away. Stella looked up at me.

"You have any plans tonight?" She asked.

"No. Why?" She smirked at me.

" 'cause we're going to a party." She said getting up. I shook my head.

"Nuh-uh. You know I hate parties." I said getting up also.

"I don't care. Your going, you like it or not." I sighed. Ugh! Man I hate parties.

"Who's party is it?" I asked while we walked back to my house to start getting ready.

"Matt's." Stella said. Matt is Stella's boyfriends, Jack, best friend. I've heard that Matt has had a crush on me since 9 grade. I try to ignore him because I don't like him and I don't want to hurt his feelings. We get in my house. I walked up the stairs to my room, Stella following behind. Stella went straight to my closet trying to find me something to wear.

"I'm gonna go take a shower while you look threw my clothes." She nodded not looking at me. I walked into my bathroom. Once I had my clothes off I hopped in the shower. 20 minutes later I got out and wrapped a towle around me. I walked out of the bathroom and into my room, to see Stella already laying down the outfit on my bed. The outfit was pretty.

I look at myself in the mirror. I don't look to bad. (This is how she looks --->)

"You look hot." Stella said. I chunkled.

"You think so? I don't think I look all that." I said looking at myself one more time.

"Yes." I laughed at the way she said it.

I grabbed my moms car keys and walked out the house. It really doesn't matter where I go 'cause my mom is on a business trip and she wont be back for another week. I got in the drivers side and Stella got in the passengers side.

We got to the party. Music is blasting you can hear from where I'm parking at, and its not that near the house. We walked up the side walk and into the party.

"Hey Stella. Izzy." Matt greeted us. I smiled at him, he winked. I walked behind Stella. Every person she passes threw says hi to her. God she knows a lot of people. And I look like a loner here, I don't know anyone. Except for Matt and Stella's boyfriend, Jack.

"Hey babe." I heard someone say. I turned around and saw Stella makeing out with her boyfrined already. I sigh and walked away. I sat on the couch and just watch every one else. I feel the couch to my left go down as someone sits next to me.

"Hey Izzy." I look over to my left and smile at Matt. "I'm so glad you can make it." He said.

"I really didn't want to come. You know parties aren't my thing." I said shouting threw the music for he can hear me.

"So what you been up to?" He asked getting a little closer to me. This is awkward.

"Nothing." I said. "Just having sex with my best friend." I thought. He nodded his head slightly.

"Want to dance?" Matt asked. I nodded and got up. A fast song was playing. Just for the fun of it I started grinding on him. I can feel him tense up.  Hes the one who asked to dance.

                                                                        *JUSTIN'S P.O.V*

I'm at this party right now. I'm flirting with a lot of girls. I'm talking to this girl when I see a big circle of people surrending something and chanting. I walked over there and check whats going on. I look and there's this boy and this girl grinding all up on him. She has really nice legs, nice curves and really dark red hair. Wait! I look close squinting my eyes. My eyes widen once I see who it is. Its Izzy. Jealously fills in me. I don't know why though. What the fuck is she doing?!
The song ended and she backed away from him. This dude was bitting his lip looking at her up and down. She smiled shyly, her cheeks turning a slight pink. Who the hell does this dude think he is to be checking her out like that? I walked over to her, anger filled in me.

"Hi Justin." Izzy said smiling. I grabbed her arm and dragged her away from everyone. "Justin, let go of me. Your hurting my arm." She said. Once we got into this hallway, I pinned her against the wall, holding her wrists above her head.

                                                              *IZZY'S P.O.V*

"What was that about?" He asked in a low voice but I can hear the anger in it.

"What? You mean the dancing. It was nothing." I said.

"It didn't seem like nothing." His breathe is hitting my lips. "You were all up on him, and I didn't like it." Who does he think he is? Hes not my boyfriend last time I check.

"I don't give a fuck what you don't like. Your not my boyfriend." I said trying to pull my wrists away from his grip, but hes to strong.

"I might not be your boyfriend, but we do have sex almost every night. Your mine and only mine." He said demanding. I got really pissed off when he said that like if he owned me.

"Well not any more." I told him. He let go of my wrist and looked at me confused.

"What do you mean by that?" Justin asks.

"I mean that I'm not your little sex toy any more. I'm sick and tried of every night you wanted just to have sex instead of hanging out like normal friends." My eyes filled with tears. I just walked away from him and out the house. The party still going on. I went in my car, started the engine and drove home. Once I got there I ran upstairs not even bothering on changing my clothes into something comforable and threw myself on my bed. The tears streamed down my face. Why am I crying? I shouldn't be, its such a stupid reason to cry over. I wipped my tears away but that didn't work as more tears came down.
That night I cried myself to sleep.