Desperate Measures

Friends for Life?

-Friends for Life-

[Avery pov]

What the hell just happened?

Am I losing it?

Am I hallucinating now?

I am sitting on the loveseat in Ethan’s living room; we did not just have a very passionate make out session on his kitchen table. And we did NOT get caught by his uncle with next to nothing on our bodies.

“So what were you guys doing in there?” Matt was staring me and Ethan down like we were murderers.

“What?” Ethan and I said in unison.

“I said, what were you guys doing in there?” he paused for a couple of seconds and when we showed no sign of responding he continued, “You know when you were on top of him,” He pointed at me,” With no clothes on, might I add.”

Ethan cleared his throat and looked at me then over to his uncle. “Umm, we were…. You know, umm…”

“Yes?”

Ethan put on the biggest smile and I got seriously confused.

“Ethan?” I said barely audible.

“We were involved in a very deep, tongue involved kiss. I had just taken off her shirt and was getting to the good stuff when you walked in, Thanks Uncle Matt, for… Well for walking in and disrupting a very intimate moment.” He still had the smile plastered across his face.

I burst into laughter within seconds, and was doubled over on the floor. Only to realize so was Ethan, his uncle was sitting in the chair looking at us like we were idiots. He got up out of the chair and walked over to the door.

“Well I was looking for your dad, but CLEARLY he is not home or else that,” he said poking his finger around toward the kitchen,” would never of happened. So I’ll be on my way. Ethan, you get some protection alright? Alright, I am leaving. Bye love you.” And with that he slammed the door and was gone within seconds.

Ethan rolled onto his elbow so that he was facing me. I was on my back looking into his eyes.

“Well that was-“He had cut me off.

“Extremely awkward! That’s for sure.” He was now rolled on top of me.

His face was inches from mine and growing closer yet. So I closed the space between us and pulled his lips down to mine. He was holding his weight off me by leaning on an elbow while his other hand was tangled in my hair. But at that moment I didn’t care if he crushed me, I put my leg around his waist and grabbed a handful of his shirt and pulled him down on me. He smiled against my lips and I giggled. I put my hand around his neck and gently tugged on his hair. He moaned and I flipped us over so that I was on top.

I sat up so I was straddling him and quickly pulled my hair into a messy ponytail, it was already beginning to re-curl from when I straightened it yesterday and it was getting in the way. I leaned back in to kiss him and in an instant he had pulled the ponytail out.

“I like it better down.” He said pulling back.

I giggled at this and rolled my eyes.

“You boys are so hard to please!” I said kissing his cheek

“Only when we want to impress and be the best.”

“Did you really just rhyme??”

“Yeah, got a problem with it?”

“Yea I do, I think you need to be punished.”

He unzipped his pants and said, “I’m all yours.”