Friends With Benifits

Chapter Four

I feel like somebody dropped a safe on my head. God what the hell happened last... wait this isn't my bed. my eyes fluttered open to see Alan staring at me smiling.

"best sex ever " he said amused laughing

"heaviest arm in the world," I strained annoyed pushing his arm off my chest.

"God my head hurts too"

"I wanna hear you moan my name again" I glared at him, it's to early for sex talk, plus last night although it was absolutely amazing, I mean heaven, I'm not in the mood to talk about it. Hangovers piss me off the world feels like it's crashing on you hard. so hard. his... wait no the world, the world is hard. I chuckled out loud at my little joke in my head. I staggered out of the bed looking for my clothes.

"what are you doing, trying to re seduce me?" Alan said lifting a brow. I chuckled grabbing a pillow and throwing it at his head. he ducked smiling at me.

"I'm looking for my clothes"

"why?" Alan asked puzzled

"Because you dumb fuck, We gotta go to school... omigod" I said in horror, " I cant go to school in the same clothes I wore yesterday, Alan what time is it!" Alan leanded over and looked on his dresser behind him, "Uh like twelve thirty" He said running his fingers through his hair.

Twelve thirty, no way it cant be twelve thirty, there goes my perfect attendence down the drain, I've had perfect attendence since I started school. This is impossible. Wait, does it matter, its my senior year of high school, who cares about perfect attendence... wait oh yeah I do. Alan yanwed, I turned my head and looked at him. Well I used to care about attendence, I thought climbing back into the bed.

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"As much as I'd love to continue whiping your ass in COD im quite straved darling" I smiled

"You are not whopping my ass, im letting you win" Alan whined

"yeah yeah, sure sure" I said sarcastically. I stood up straighting out the wife beater and boxers Alan gave me to wear.

"We can stop playing and go get food for now but when were done your ass is mine"

"Alan, sweetie? The score is 17 to 2 youre not going to catch up darling." Gloating I pulled my hair up into a messy bun just to have my hand smacked away. "Leave it down, I like the messy curls" Alan smirked, walking out of the room. I rolled my eyes at him and followed closely behind.

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"I asked Leyla to make pancakes" Alan said walking out of the door to his stainless steal kitchen.

"Sounds good to me, but, its like three o'clock"

Alan shrugged his shoulders, "So pancakes are pancakes... Why are you sitting so far away? I bite, come 'er" He scopped me out of my chair and carried me back to his where he sat down placing me on his lap. "If I win the next round I get to hear you moan my name again" He whispered into my neck, his minty breath leaving cool trails where he spoke.

"mhm" I said not really paying attention. He intertwined our fingers in my lap, I tilted my head back to look at him. "remember our no emotions rule" I stated.

"dont worry darling, im not falling for you" he chuckled

"yeah, thats what your mouth says"

"you wannna know what yours said last night" I smacked him on his hand bursting out in a fit of laughter. "shut up!!" I giggled.

"oh alan, oh alan" He said laughing mimiking my voice.

"omigish!!" I squirmed embarassed.

"No you're saying it wrong, its 'oh alan'" He laughed holding me close to him. I could feel his body shaked as he laughed, which made me laugh more while his hands rubbed up and down tickling me. We didnt even notice the small woman walk in with the plate of pancakes.

"Um panckaes Alan" she said smiling. Alan and I looked up at her starlted by her sudden apperance.

"Um Leyla," alan ran one of his hands through his hair. "just sit it there in front of us"

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"common," I whined "Say ahhhh"

"Thats way you were saying last night but more like this" He moaned ahh making a refrence to last night.

"oh shut up and shove these pancakes down your throat." I said stuffing pancakes in his mouth he smiled and chewed with his mouth wide open "see food" He mumbled through the bits of pancakes.

"ewwh ahaha you are such a kid" I laughed, suddenly his face got serious, he swollowed the pancake and took a sip of his orange juice that Ingrid brought out.

"Hey, this thing that were doing, the whole friends with benifits thing... say the condom broke and you got pregnant. What would you do?" He asked me. I quickly replied " Id keep the child. I dont believe in abortions, and my mom didnt give me away." Alan almost looked was disappointed. I lifted an eyebrow in question "you wouldnt have to help if it did happen" I said in disbelif of his dissapointed face, like he expected me to abort my own child! Its not like the child asked to be here in the first place.

"no no its not that" alan said, "I couldnt abandon our child" Alan placed his head between my shoulder blades, engulfing my body in a hug.

our child?

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"Alan you suck just admit defeat" I gave him a playful nudge my eyes completely focused on the game.

"no way if I win you'll moan my name again!"

I looked over at him, his determined look was to cute the way his eyebrows frowned, his green eyes plotting and focused, and the way his mouth tightens up just when he's about to-- "I win!" Alan whooped. wait what, "aw crap!" I jumped up, I can't believe I let myself get distracted by him!

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"say my name say my name" Alan sanged, a huge victory smile spreading across his lips. I smacked his chest."up yours" laughing I pull the covers over me, turning to face him.

"I have to say out of all the girls I've fucked, you are... you're great" he sighed and laid on his back pulling the condom off... his face went pale.