Just Friends

Chapter 8 ~Time flies~

The rest of the day went by pretty quick. I played the game with Grayson for a little then ate some lunch and watched tv. Nothing big really.
It was around 9 or so when I heard the front door open and close. Leah had walked in said a quick hi and ran to her room. I tried to shrug it off but I just found it weird. Who does that?
So I went up to her room and knocked on her door. I heard a slight gasp and some shuffling before the door opened. "Yeah..?" She said with a nervous look. "Are you ok? You're acting funny.." She laughed and waved me off. "I'm fine you dork! Don't worry about me!" I raised my eyebrow slightly then shrugged and walked back to the living room.
As I sat down I heard a loud thump come from upstairs, I looked up at the ceiling. "What the..." I shook my head and ignored it. I'm a guest and shouldnt pry into Leahs weird life. I sat back and watched tv.
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I sat up suddenly when the doorbell rung. I checked my phone to see the time but it seemed to be dead. I hesitantly walked to the door and slowly opened it. As I opened it a familiar face was revealed to me. "A-Amelia? What are you doing here?" Her cheeks were stained with tears and mascara. "Alex.. I'm sorry for showing up like this.. I-I missed you.. I needed to see you.. I would've called but.." I pushed open the door and wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her into the house and sat her on the couch. She wiped her face and held onto me. I loved the feeling of her body so close to mine. She looked up at me and asked me to get her a drink. I went to get her a drink, when I came back she was on my game. "Who is Grayson?" She asked. I looked around nervously. "A guy I met out here.." "Oh really?" She said. "Yeah.. Why?" She grabbed her drink from my hand. "He said he's coming over." I stared at her completely dumbstruck. "W-what?" She took a sip and nodded. I stood there shocked, not having a clue on what to do. Before I could even think the doorbell rung. Amelia shot up and went to open it. "You must be Grayson." She said. They both walked into the living room. "Hey Alex are you ok?" Grayson asked. I looked at them standing next to eachother, my face had drained from its color. Amelia came up to me and put her hands on my face. "She's just nervous.. She has both of her crushes together in the same house.." She moved closer. "She shouldnt be so scared. She knows she's gonna choose me over you." He came over and put a hand on my face to make me look at him. "Nah she's gonna choose me. We already kissed amd she loved it." Amelia scoffed and pulled me in for a kiss. Our lips met so softly. Grayson sat there and watched. As soon as the kiss ended he interjected. "No no. She likes my kisses better." He pulled me in his direction and passionately kissed me. I was in shock at this point. What is going on? This isnt like them.. He pulled away and stared me in the eyes. "Wasn't that better?" I was at a loss for words. My eyes darted to Amelia who was also waiting for a answer. I swallowed nervously. "U-uh..." Amelia wrapped her arms around me. "Alex.. Pick me. You know me and you know you want me.." She groped my chest a little and nuzzled her head onto me. Grayson grumbled in annoyance and stood behind me. He pulled me closer to him, resting his head on my shoulder with his lips inches away from my neck. His arms wrapped around my waist and his groin pressed against my ass.. "You know you want me more.. You like what we have together and you know I like you.." They both took over my body and I had no say. The only thing I would be allowed to say was my choice. Amelia. Or Grayson. They groped and kisses me all over. I felt like I was being worshipped it was pure ecstasy. It seemed to be a blur but somehow we all ended up in a bedroom. They stood infront of me and pushed me onto the bed my eyes instinctively closed. My body would hit the matress like a ton of bricks. I felt as if I was falling for hours. But when my body hit the mattress I wasn't there. I gasped and my eyes opened. I looked around and saw there was no Grayson. No Amelia. I was in the living room. The tv was still on. I wiped my head as I panted. I could feel the beads of sweats rolling down my head. I was shaking slightly as the dream came rushing back to me. I thought about it and so I wouldnt forget I pulled out my phone, which wasnt dead, and wrote down what I dreamt word for word. I then laid back and tried to calm down..