"What are you doing?"

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YO POV

    As we lay on the bed, in the same position that we have been for twenty minutes, Pha speaks up first.

    “Can I stay the night?” Pha asked. I looked over at him confused. He probably didn’t have to look at me because he spoke before I could ask what the hell was wrong with him. “Ricky is moving in now. We have to be more careful. He thinks that only I live here. He can’t see me go into my dorm.” He explained. I nodded, realizing he did have a point. It would be better, but where was he supposed to sleep?

    He is way too tall for my small ass couch. I wasn’t going to make him sleep on the floor. All that was left was my bed.

    “You can sleep on the bed.” I said looking back at the ceiling. I didn’t want him to see my ztinted cheeks as the words poured out of my mouth. We hadn’t known each other long, but every time I am around him, for some freaking reason, my heart would speed up. My cheeks would turn red. I didn’t even know. Was it the kisses that I couldn’t get out of my mind?

    “Yo?” The sound of Pha calling my name brought me out of my thoughts. I sat up and turned to look down at him.

    “Yes?” I asked.

    “Nothing. You just seemed a little lost in space.” He said sitting my next to me. I laughed and shook my head.

    “It was nothing. Just thinking about this whole thing with Ricky. I know it’s stupid to say this because I’m helping you, but thanks for pretending to be my boyfriend and getting Ricky to leave me alone.” It just kept coming out. Pha laughed and shook his head.

    “No need to thank me. It’s like you said, you are helping me so in return I am helping you. Plus, it’s kind of fun.” He said chucking. I laughed and shook my head.

    “Do you need clothes for tomorrow?” I asked. He nodded. “I’ll make sure the coast is clear while you go to your dorm and get some clothes.” I said. He nodded and stood up.

   

    After getting Pha’s clothes and each taking a shower we laid in bed. Pha laid on his side facing me as I laid on my back.

    “Why do you think he decided to move in here?” I asked. I felt Pha move beside me, probably shrugging his shoulders.

    “He probably found out that you live here, or he just wanted to tell if we were lying about dating. The other night I kind of threw it on you so it probably wasn’t that believable.” He said. I nodded in agreement. That was true.

    I didn’t know how to react the other night. I mean how would you react if someone hot that you had kissed, passionately, twice before came up to you and said that he was your boyfriend?

    “Maybe we should come up with like a story. You know, just in case he starts to question us.” I suggested looking over at him. Pha nodded in agreement. I turned on my side so I was facing him. “How did we meet?” I asked.

    “We met through Kit and Ming. As soon as you saw me you were so turned on that you couldn’t resist me.” Pha said smiling devilishly. I laughed and slapped his arm.

    “I’m serious. It has to be something believable.” I said. He gasped dramatically.

    “Offended.” He jokingly said. I laughed and shook my head.

    “Okay, but seriously.” I said. He nodded.

    “Okay, how about this.” He said moving his head a little forward, so his face was only a few inches from mine. Probably on accident. “We met through Kit and Ming. It was Ming’s birthday and Beam and I tagged along with Kit. You were there, of course, because you are Ming’s best friend. And when I set my eyes on you for the first time I was immediately hooked on you. For days after that night, I thought of your beautiful brown eyes and pale skin. I thought of what it would be like to kiss your rose lips, what they would taste like.” He said looking down at my lips. I gulped and hoped that he wouldn’t see. “I thought about what it would be like to hold you. I couldn’t get you out of my mind. Then one day I made my move by asking you out on a date.” He said looking back up to my eyes and smiling softly.

    “T-that could work.” I said quietly.

    Kiss me. Kiss me. Kiss me, please. Just kiss me. Pha moved his head closer. I could feel his breath on my lips and there was a knock on the door. Pha jumped back a little causing me to roll my eyes.

    “Who is it?” I yelled.

    “Ricky.” Came a muffled voice on the outside of the door. Pha and I both looked at each other with wide eyes. He stood up and took off his shirt, throwing it on the floor. He pulled me up and started unbuttoning the top four buttons of my pajama shirt, leaving only three buttoned. He pulled down his pants and threw them aside

    “What are you doing?” I asked confused. Pha shrugged.

    “He thinks we are dating. He isn’t going to believe it if he thinks we sleep like prudes. He said before ruffling his hair and going to answer the door.

    “Ricky.” I heard him say. “Sorry, it took a few moments to come to the door. We were kind of busy.” He said. My mouth dropped to the floor as I heard what he said. This little bitch. I can’t believe that I wanted him to kiss me just a few moments ago. I sighed and stood up walking up behind Pha.

    I wrapped my hands around his waist and rubbed his bare chest coming to stand next to him.

    “Come back to bed.” I said smiling up at him seductively.

    “Ricky is here.” He said looking down at me and smiling.

    “Oh! Ricky, hi.” I said looking up at him and smiling. I wrapped my arms around Pha and turned to face Ricky. “What are you doing here?” I asked. I saw Ricky gulp just looking at me. Or maybe he was looking at Pha. Or both. I mean, I don’t blame him. Pha was hot. WE were hot. WE. Both of us. We were hot!

    “I just came to ask you if you had any sugar.” He said pulling his eyes away from me and looking back at Pha. He nodded and smiled.

    “Sure. Yo?” He said looking down at me. “Would you go get the sugar?” He asked. I smiled and nodded, remembering that this is my dorm and he doesn’t know his way around the kitchen.

    “Be right back.” I said.

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