My Player Best Friend

Problems

Sam's POV

It's been 3 months since that awkward dinner where Chase and I announced that we're together. Everything was doing great. Chase and I had been the talk of the school. But after a while, the student body got used to the idea of us being together. Most were happy for us. But there were some jealous girls who glare at me everytime I pass by them. But it didn't bother me. What's important was Chase and I were happy. I never thought I could be that happy. Only Chase made that possible. We had been inseparable. We were together anywhere we go. Our parents had to remind us that we have other friends. Anyway, since that sex talk during dinner, every weekend, I always find a box of condoms on top of my bedside table with a post-it note. The message on it said, 'Be safe.' I shuddered from the memory. I knew that handwriting so well. It belongs to my Dad. Imagine how freaked out and embarrassed I was when I found out that Chase always received the same box with the same message. Dad must have asked Chase's Mom to place it in his room. On the brighter side, Dad allowed Chase to sleep in my room anytime he wants. Mom glared at him when he gave us the permission but Dad reasoned that there's no point on not allowing us because we've done it already. I must say that Dad has been really open-minded about the whole thing. But he also told us we could only cuddle in the house. If we wanted to do other stuffs, we should go to Chase's place instead because there was no way that we'd have sex under his roof. I understood that.

"Good morning, princess." Chase greeted as I walked into my room.

Chase was still lying on the bed. He was shirtless so I had a good view of his abs. The blanket covered his waist down. But he was wearing boxers anyway. I just got out from the shower so my hair was still dripping wet and I was only in a towel that was wrapped around my body. Chase slept with me the night before because it was Friday.

"Good morning, baby." I smiled and walked to my bed.

I kissed Chase full on the lips. It was quick and soft, like our usual morning kiss.

I opened my drawer and pulled out my blower. I plugged it in and sat on the bed beside Chase.

Chase wrapped his arms around my waist.

"What are we gonna do today?" he asked.

"I don't know. Do our homework?"

He scoffed. "As if. You already worked on it last night. You're done with your homework, right?"

I nodded.

"So what's the point of doing homework?"

"Are you done with yours?"

"Do you really expect me to do my homework?"

"Why did I even ask? Sometimes, I wonder how you passed middle school."

"You're mean."

"No, I'm not. I'm just wondering."

"Who could resist my charm?"

"Whoa. Conceited much?"