My Player Best Friend

The Confession

I woke up with a headache. I turned to look at the arm around my waist and the muscled legs intertwined with mine. I looked at Chase who was sleeping peacefully.

His face looks angelic.

That's when I remembered the last words he told me before I fell asleep.

He has a confession to make.

Oh. My. God.

What if he tells me he loves me? Being a typical girl, I always daydream that he secretly loves me. I mean, there's a possibility right?

I felt my heart beating loudly in my chest. I began to get nervous and was having a panic attack.

I calmed myself down, breathing slowly. I could feel my breathing get even as it synchronized with Chase's own breathing. I felt our synchronized heartbeats.

Chase stirred in his sleep but I could feel he was getting aroused. Guys and their stupid hormones. I snuggled in his chest then I felt his hard-on poking me in my stomach. But I didn't get scared.

Chase had his first arousal when he was thirteen. He was sleeping with me and the next morning, I sort of freaked out because I felt his hard-on poking me. Imagine my confusion. Chase got embarrassed but explained to me that it was normal for guys. Since then I didn't mind.

I pressed my body closer to his. Yeah. I thought of a lot of naughty things I wanted to do to him that moment. I accepted a long time ago that hanging out with the guy I love turned me into a pervert. I eye-rape every time we're alone. And if there's such thing as eye-sex, I also did that to him. You know, I stare at him with lust. But of course, Chase didn't notice. He saw it as a stare with so much love for a friend. He can be really stupid sometimes. Teachers and adults wonder how we become friends. They questioned our friendship a lot saying Chase was a bad influence to me, he was using me for his grades or Chase wanted to get in my pants. But Chase proved to them that he's much more than that. He may have flunked every single subject but his school rep shouldn't be the basis of his personality. Being his best friend for 13 years proved that nothing can ruin our friendship.

Chase's eyes opened up and stared at mine.

He smiled at me and placed his hands on the side of my face, his thumb was rubbing my cheek.

"Good morning" he greeted.

I just stuck my tongue out and he chuckled, pulling me closer.

"You were supposed to tell me something today?"

"Yeah. I have a confession to make."

"How serious?"

"Very."

"Wow. Then tell me now."

He smirked. "Later."

I rolled my eyes and sat up. He grabbed my arm.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Bathroom. Duh. I'm going to take a shower."

"Want me to join you?" he snickered as he let go of my arm and I got up.

You have no idea. "In your dreams, mister."

I only took shower for 15 minutes. When I returned to my room, I saw Chase's note saying he went to his house to change clothes.

I got dressed in my school uniform and wore a hair band. Then I heard a honk outside. I looked at my window and saw Chase's car in our driveway.

I went downstairs and got my jar of cookies and headed outside.