Confusing Thing Called Love

Chapter 1

It was a beautiful night. The weather wasn't to bad temperature wise and the sky was clear. I walked down the pavement with my hands in my pockets and my earbuds blasting a song that I've only heard what feels like a million times. I walked by shops slowly closing for the day and very few pedestrians that have yet to return home. I near one of the many bars in this city when my phone starts ringing. I answered without checking who it was. "Hello?" I asked confused as to why someone would be calling me at 2:30 in the morning. "Daniel can you come over for a bit? I feel lonely. I know you probably want to go have fun, but I didn't know who else to call." Just from that statement I knew who it was. My friend turned fuck buddy, Ethan. I sighed before answering him, "Yeah, I'm on my way bub." He mumbled out a small "thank you" before hanging up. Ethan and I haven't been friends for that long. 3 years at most. We turned to fuck buddies when we were both desperate for sex, but didn't want actual commitment, at least I didn't. Ethan soon fell for me, but me being me the feeling isn't mutual.

I reached Ethan's house and grabbed the spare key he always kept in the mailbox. I unlocked the door and walked in taking off my jacket and shoes leaving them by the door. I made my way to his bedroom and found him laying face down on his bed staring at his wall. I sat down on the edge of his bed and rubbed his back, using this to make my presence known. He turned his head and smiled at me. "I didn't think you'd actually come." He said as he sat up and sat next to me. "Do you really think I'd ever blow you off, love?" He looked at me knowing I was right, but didn't say anything. "So why'd you call me? I know you said you were lonely, but that can't be the only reason." He looked at with those puppy dogs eyes that he always uses when he's feeling soft and needy. "You wanna cuddle don't you?" All he did was nod. He knows he can't be doing this. We made an agreement. Neither of us is allowed to be upset if the other gets into a relationship and we're not allowed to act like a couple. That defeats the purpose of the label "friends with benefits". "Ethan," I spoke to him sternly. "you know we can't keep doing this. It defeats the whole purpose of being friends with benefit." "I-I know, but I just-" He looked upset, but I didn't quite know why, maybe he's more in love with me than I thought. I almost felt bad for the boy. He fell in love with a cold hearted boy that loves no one but his dogs. "Ethan I should go. It's late and you have class tomorrow. I'll text you when I can, okay?" He nodded and with that I got up from his bed and left making my long tread to the cold dreary apartment that I called my home.

After making it to my apartment I used my key fob to open the main door and made the exhausting climb to the third floor. Upon my arrival to my apartment door, I spot a pink envelope sticking out from the crack there the door meets its frame. I sighed and pulled it out before unlocking my door and heading inside. Walking towards the kitchen, I toss it on the counter and pull my jacket off my body. I was never really one to get letters stuck to my door and at this point I felt just a tiny but intrigued on what it contained. Before opening the letter I decided to make myself a little late night meal. A nice warm bowl of ramen with a nice cool Truly and spend at least a few hours catching up on Walking Dead. 

After the ramen was finished I grabbed a Truly from the fridge and head to the living room, switching on the tv and immediately heading to Netflix. It was about 4 episodes worth of time later when I finally grabbed my phone from my front pocket, checking the time. My eyes widened as I blinked time a few times. I didn't realize that by the time I had gotten home and situated on my couch that it was exactly three in the morning and now the time that stared back at me was 7am. Did I really watch only four episodes in that amount of time? I swear I forget that these episodes are roughly an hour long. I yawned and exited Netflix and trudged to the kitchen to rid the now five Truly cans and my empty bowl. With that I trudged back in the direction of my bedroom, the thought of the mysterious letter long gone from my brain.

Eventually I awake with a low grown. The sun shown through the split of my curtains and of course directly into my eyes. I rolled over and tired to fall back to sleep, that was until my phone started to ring. As the vibration clattered my phone against my night stand I debated ignoring it. Letting out a deep sigh I sat up and decided to answer it, becoming annoyed with the constant sound of vibration on wood. "Hello?" I answered groggily, scratching my neck free hand. "Watch your back you cold hearted son of a bitch!" Before I even reply the person hung up. Serves me right for not checking the caller ID before answering. I shook off their threat and looked at the time. 2pm. I could've sworn it was earlier than that. I just shrugged and got up, stretching and throwing on a pair of sweatpants and heading to the kitchen for some well needed food.

 After breakfast, or well lunch I headed back to my room and slipped into the room. My hair wasn't feeling that lovely so it was definitely time to shower. Turning on the I slipped out my sweatpants and boxers and threw them in the hamper before sitting on my phone while waiting for the water to heat up. After awhile a hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist before heading back into my room to finally get dressed. Luckily for me I didn't have to work today, so I was ready to sit around and do jack shit. When you have pretty much only one friend, this is pretty much all you got going for you.  

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Hello, so as you can tell I'm writing a new story, but I'm going to stray away from my usual content for the main reason that I've grown quite bored with writing fanfics. I hope you guys enjoy this though and I can guarantee that I'll update this more than my other stories. I promise.