My best Friend EARNED My Virginity

Chapter: 2: The Outcome+ Brad's POV

Teresa's POV:

THE day after I shared the kiss with the man of my life, my seventeen year-old-life, that too with Bradley Heedleton , the number one badboy player in Silverdomes College, who is overprotective of me ( according to him, as an elder brother ), That's it, that's the end point. Now explain it to me, who kisses his younger sister? Huh? Probably no one in reality . (Unless it's the imouto animes. That's exceptional)

Still, never mind, 'cause I don't have the guts to ask him personally, looking into his magnificent eyes. Now that our friendship is in a dilapidated condition after we shared our first kiss. Now that he knows what I feel for me. Nothing is as it was before, everything changed for what happened.

Okay, no hidings from you guys. After my first kiss with Brad, I could not meet his eyes for that whole day. He sensed something was wrong.

the next day

"what's wrong, tell me bambi"he asked; he often addressed me in different nicknames, no need to get so high-spirited.

"Nothin'." i said still not looking at him. I was not expecting him to act so casually. He pretended, or behaved as if nothing happened. It could be something usual for HIM, NOT FOR ME . That kiss was worth a lot, priceless for me. I could not forget it in one go, I can not forget it ever in my life. It will always flash in my eyes as if it happened just yesterday.

Brad lifted my face close to his, his face flustered & his eyebrows frowned.

"I asked u somethin'. What has happened? What made u not meet ur eyes With mine? have I wronged u ? Cum'on tell me who is it; who made this condition to you?" he said. "I will not spare him, name him." he whispered

How can I tell U that it's none other than u.It's u for whom I cannot look into your eyes because of embarrassment, blushing and lack of explanation. Holding my chin firmly an inch closer to him, he said

" u know what u made me. It's killing me, Tess, for God's sake look at me. I would rather die than not seeing u, talking to you like this." he was on the verge of crying, when I finally faced him with my eyes looking into his. His face changed and he gave his most pleasurable, gratifying smile.

Brad's POV

I know her looking into my eyes is no sort unusual. but it is to me. The time when she could not face me was driving me MAD. As if someone was slowly devouring my intestine inside of me, with the crunching sound clearly audible for me. It is not worth explaining,now that her most beautiful eyes could talk with mine, I feel as if I got everything.

I WILL MAKE SURE WHO MADE HER DO THIS WILL ROT IN HELL.

Teresa's POV

Well, if you think of me as an old-fashioned, obsolescent, outdated, bookish sort of girl, then you're misunderstanding. It's not the truth. Rather I'm the most beautiful cheerleader in the whole Silverdomes College. & everyone is aware of it. That boys start whistling in my appearance inside the College ( which Brad doesn't like, not the least, I don't know, also don't wanna know). The difference lies here

That I don't possess that bitchy, haughty qualities 'cause I find that it's too big for my shoes. Simply I'm modest, try to dress ordinary and made my parents proud by outshining in my educational curriculum. The fact, that I keep myself a dozen feet way from those skimpy clothes despite having such good curves and lean 5'7 body.

Enough of my talks. Let's get back to my B.F. Confused. Yeah, u caught that right, my Best friend (B.F) None other than The Brad. The guy who doesn't see my unconditional love for him. That he belongs to me. (keep humming You Belong To Me by YOU-KNOW-WHO a.k.a Taylor Swift) . That guy, Brad, dates every girl in the college and finds them attractive. Why not then me?

Can anyone please tell me what do i lack that couldn't ask me out even once? With no Ariana Grande demeanor I made the bitches in our college hate me like poison for being every cool guys' crush. Except Brad, the coolest one. Which explains one thing,

"Being the most beautiful doesn't mean you will get the one you would want to to be part of you, part of your life, FOREVER"

Brad's POV

That day ( where it all started)

At the disco club, draining whisky out of crystal glasses, my pals and I were playing 'Spin The Bottle' and casually it stopped,this time, pointing at me.

"Truth or dare?" Conner asked.

"Truth." I replied, huskily .

"Have you ever felt in love with someone?" Conner eyed me.

Instantaneously, the visage of Teresa flashed in front of my eyes. So radiant, so ravishing, her hair flowing, giving apparent evidence to her praiseworthy innocence

"No". I lied, breaking out of my trance. I know, of the whole universe, undoubtedly, no one could steal my heart, except for one girl. But this truth, I have kept hidden, from everyone, let alone Teresa (from whom I never hid anything) since I was fifteen. even if I tries to get her out of my mind, her hazel eyes never left my mind. I tried to get this beautiful feeling out of my mind, repeating to myself that we could never make it through, that it could be a crush, though in the deepest corner of my heart, I hid the truth that I LOVE HER. And I could claim that nobody can love her more than I do. I loved her and will continue to do so till my last breath. But I have to suppress this this feeling inside of me, giving reasons behind my overprotectiveness towards her as an elder brother). Only I know why I was overprotective, but I cannot confess it to her.

She might not be ale to handle this shock and end up leaving me and breaking our precious friendship. If only WE could take this friendship to a greater extent. IF.

As I get older, it gets harder hiding my feelings from her. I am well aware that if she comes to know of my feelings towards, she will leave me. Her leaving me behind would be the worst nightmare of my life, and if it does, I would let alone never fall asleep and spend my entire life in await for her.

The reason why I dated girls is another mystery. This too, related to her. Everything in my life is related to her. My life started with her and will end with her. I live for her and will die living for her. Dating girls is another way of getting her out of my mind.Momentarily; (Still I'm grateful, cause she's always in my mind). It never helped.

In spite of those girls' face, every time I get closer to them, I visualize their face with HER, and that I'm getting closer to HER, and kissing HER tenderly, which in reality I'm playing with those girls' emotions. I feel pity for their high spirits every time, I dated them. I honestly can't help, this is the only way to get away from her. Keeping her away from me.

I know it's cheating. Better not mention, I ended up having wet dreams of her by 16. Oh God. I would die falling for her. And seeing her with another guy burns my nerves. It's as if someone lit my whole body on fire. That vexation and restlessness, pain works on me. Yes, I get jealous. I am aware that she is too naive for boys. That boys would take advantage to get into her pants.

How I wish I were that lucky guy to lose her virginity. This girl will surely make me admitted in a mental hospital. And that night I had this wonderful, mesmerizing dream. Dream with HER, both of us kissing passionately for the whole 5 mins.her fingernails scratching my through my hair, showing her allowance and uncontrollable excitement. 5 mins were not enough for me, I wanted more, more of her, ALL of her.

Dream

"Have u ever loved anyone?" Conner asked.

"No" I lied

" Not possible. Go kiss the girl u love, we already know who she is." Conner said, except him no one knows I love HER, TERESA JOHNSON.

(the kissing session in chapter 1)

Both of them kissed, snogged, intertwining each other's tongues; Brad encircling Teresa in his cage & both of them went irresistible.

HuH-HuH Brad kissed the girl he loved. In front of the whole batchmates? Secret revealed?

see author's note for spoilers ( 2 big spoilers) from the author herself

to be continued.......