Friends Can Have Benefits Too

Two: Quiet Nights

A/n: totally unedited. Why? Too long.

Chapter two:

"Hey, Mia you need something?" I plastered a warm smile on my face. He must've heard my groan in frustration caused by the nagging silence. I would actually expect it to be a bit louder since Oliver showed up minutes ago after break. Let me just say he isn't the most silent person.

"Oh. No, I'm just..." I veered my attention from Parker as I noticed his jean pants are especially tight today. His junk was clearly sticking out. And wow, it's pretty big. A sudden cough interrupted my dirty mind.

"Yo. Mia?" He cleared his throat, "You were saying?" I looked away in utter embarrassment. I am to be shamed.

"Uh. Yeah tight. I mean right!" I laughed my most infamous nerve wracking laugh. His tinted pink lips opened slightly and closed. Clearly confused.

"Yeah, uh bored is all. I should go stack the rest of these books," I lied horrifically.

He nodded his head. And as he turned away, I could've sworn his lips formed a smirk. I turned back to the slim walk through surrounded by books. Immediately I found myself in the same state before Parker revealed the size of his thing. I scrunched my face back in boredom. Well, I guess I will just talk to Oliver until my shift is over.

I walked a short distance as I found him talking to a usual customer. Rachel, also known for being my best friend.

"Hey! That's my customer." I intruded in on the short conversation between the two. Rachel's black short hair swayed as she lifted her brown eyes to me. She nearly pushed Oliver out of the way as she ran to me. We embraced and she quickly pulled me away into a further aisle of books. I furrowed my eyebrows questioning her sudden actions.

"Woah. What's up girl?" I asked concern laced in my voice.

"Okay. Um. So, I think Oliver asked me out," she said in a hushed voice.

I released my concerned facade and relaxed a bit. I always knew he liked her, but never has he came out and actually told me. Instead he'd ask about her and how's she doing. I never really questioned him about it either because well I didn't need to snoop around in his relationships. I mean, I know Oliver and I are cool friends but he can get any girl with how he has those bad boy vibes and the body. Don't forget that body. He doesn't need my help at all.

"And?"

"What do you mean and Mia?"

I nearly snorted. "He is a hot piece of hot and he is a really good guy. And he really likes you, he would always ask about you." I probably shouldn't have said the last part. It wasn't a lie but he wouldn't ask any other questions besides how she is doing. I wish he would ask if she's up for grabs already.

"What?! Okay. Okay. I need to breathe. In. Out." She started breathing in control before she nearly chopped me in half with her eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" She whisper-yelled.

"Sorry. I just thought this was one I should bud out on. Did you look at him? He can get any girl. I'm surprised I didn't-"

"Okay. I get it. But still this isn't just some random swooning girl. We are talking about me. And I may not like him as much as you think." I scoffed.

"Yeah, okay, tell me that the day you ignore his six pack of God," I wiggle my eyebrow at her.

"Six pack?" She was already gawking.