Only One True Love (mindless behavior love story)

JakeyPooh

Once I got home I set my bag down on the carpet beside the front door and immediately headed to the kitchen, looking for my usual after school snack. I opened the pantry door settling on a bag of goldfish. Don't judge. I grabbed a cup out of the cabinet pouring myself a drink, then went into the living room stretching out on the couch. Shortly after Ray walked into the house, not knocking just barging in as usual doing the same that I did. He came back sitting on the opposite couch putting his legs on the medium sized coffee table snatching the remote

"Well hello to you too. And yes, you may get the tv today." I mutter sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

"I Know I can." He grins, "one of the many perks of being me." I look up at him cocking one eyebrow. "Name to me these other perks you speak of. Because last Time I checked there weren't any at all." I laugh throwing a goldfish at his head, which he managed to catch inside of his mouth.

"I find no need to list them all because you know you know them all😂. And you can't deny shit...like how that kiss was magical." He says mumbling the last part under his breath.

"Heard that." I really wish he would drop this topic.

"Why are you so sprung up on That kiss anyway?" I ask curiously. I do wanna know, the way he keeps....I don't know.. Stressing over it you can say, it's kind've like...when you have a crush on somebody and your lips accidentally touch or your hands you know. Like that. If that makes any sense.

"No reason." He says in a tone that I can tell he's lying. "Yes reason," I argue. "Stop lying and tell me."

"Nope, I don't feel like humiliating myself."

"Fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what I said." He states, directing his attention to the tv signaling he doesn't wanna talk about it anymore. Well shit he shouldn't have brought it up like I said and this wouldn't be happening. He can only blame his own hard headed ass.

"Nope, I want an answer."

"That was your answer."

"Fine." I'm not about to sit here and argue with him about this. Instead I just walk upstairs to my room shutting the door behind me. I sit on the edge of my bed and grab my remote, then climb to the front of my bed, quickly followed by my door swinging open with Ray walking in.

"What do you want -_-" I say.

"That's no way to treat your best friend." He laughs, climbing onto the bed lifting himself up with his hands hovering above me.

"I wish I could stay mad at you." I groan, looking up at him. For some reason I feel a couple butterflies entering inside of my stomach. Shit...this can't be good.

He smiles down at me, causing me to give a small smile back no matter how hard I tried to fight it. I saw his face coming down lower and mine rising up higher. Until our lips met, for the second time. He started flicking his tongue on my bottom lip and I swirled my tongue around on his. He started gently sucking on my tongue slowly pulling away pulling at my lip. We finally let go, smiling at each other as I was fully grasping what had just happened. But what I already know is, that kiss right there was something magical...

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"He kissed you again??" My best friend Nikki says through the phone. She lives in Atlanta now because her Dad had a job transfer. But we're still tighter then ever.

"Yup." I respond standing in the lunch line.

"And that crest dude too?"

"Chresanto, yes. He's not a toothpaste brand." I laugh