The Bad Boy's Best Friend (Wattpad Version)

Hanging out

Damien

We got back to the house and sat down on the couch as I set the bags of food down on the coffee table, then I turned on the tv. Both of us pulled out containers and opened them as we ate.

"You know, this is the first time I ate with a chick," I mentioned to her.

"What about Jaden?" She asked.

"Jaden isn't a chick, she's something different," I commented as I ate.

"She's your booty call," she retorted as we ate.

"At times," I shrugged.

"You're not going to moan again while you eat, are you? As sexy as some people find that, I find it disturbing. That's like moaning when you're going to the bathroom," she said, making a face.

I shook my head. "I'll try and keep the moaning down to a minimum. Who knows? Maybe you will change your mind," I chuckled as she rolled her eyes. Instead of me moaning, I prefer her to be moaning. The only problem was, I had no idea how to make that happen. Most chicks wouldn't have an issue sitting on my lap while I made them moan. Ramona was completely different.

I've never been this unsure about a chick before. Usually, it was a hookup and saw you later kind of deal. I was getting used to Ramona being around.

We finished eating as she got up and walked into the kitchen to throw her trash away. I followed suit. The only problem was we ended up nearby of each other with mere inches from our lips meeting. I didn't know what to do at this moment.

*******
Ramona

You ever have that moment where your heart starts racing, and your mouth goes dry? If you have, can you explain to me what it's like because I'm still wondering about it myself? I wasn't feeling like that, but I was feeling something more like my body in the fire.

I threw my trash away as did Damien, and when I turned, I came face to face with him as his face was mere inches from mine. My back was against the counter as he stood in front of me. I steadied myself by placing my palms on the table as he put his hands on each side of me with his palms rested on the counter.

I looked at him in the eyes, wondering what the hell was happening? I wasn't speechless before, but now, I couldn't even find words. Then again, this might be a trick like what happened with Elise. She told me about the time she thought Damien was going to kiss her and didn't. Yeah, not this time buddy.

I maneuvered myself as I slipped under his arm and away from him. Just as I was about to walk away, I felt someone catch my wrist and pulled me to them. Trying to break free, he grabbed my other wrist firmly, not enough to hurt me.

"Damien let go," I said calmly.

"Ramona, I can't," he replied as I looked at him.

"Damien," I said as he looked intently at me, "let go."

We stood there for a few seconds until he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine, taking me by surprise. The kiss started gently; then he deepened it while still holding onto me. I felt my whole body on fire as he kissed me. What in the hell?

That wasn't supposed to happen. I can't do this. I got my wrists free and pushed Damien off of me.

"What the hell?" I yelled at him as he stood there. "Why did you have to kiss me?"

"Why not?" He asked as I looked at him with furrowed brows.

"I can't do this," I answered as I walked away and left. I couldn't allow myself to fall for a guy, knowing he would only hurt me in the end. They all hurt you in the end.

*******
Damien

I stood there as Ramona left. Her lips were everything I imagined them to be. They were plump and soft. I've never felt anything like it before when I kissed her. Her mouth was telling me, no, but that kiss told me everything.

I leaned against the counter as the door opened. Jag walked into the kitchen.

"I figured you'd be hanging with Ramona," he mentioned as he went to the fridge.

"I was," I said as he closed the fridge door and cracked opened the bottle. He took a drink as I said, "I kissed Ramona." He spits out his beer as I walked past him.

He followed me into the living room. "What do you mean you kissed her?" He asked as I sat down on the couch.

"What I just said, I kissed her," I told him as he looked at me, surprised. We had dinner; then we threw our trash away, I got her cornered, then when she walked away from me, I pulled her to me and kissed her."

He gave me a look as he whistled. "Damn, dude, I didn't think you had it in you to finally make a move. Good for you, maybe now you can do the hippity-dippity, and we can move on," he said as I sat there.

"It's not like that," I said as he sat down and looked at me, curiously. "At first, Ramona annoyed me, but the more we hung out, the more I was starting to like her. Do you know she's the only one I get aroused around?" I said to him.

"Considering, you tend to hook up with anyone, that is surprising," he remarked.

I rolled my eyes at him. I didn't need this shit right now. I had an issue and didn't know what to do about it.

The door opened and in walked Roc. He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer. I sat there as did Jag as he cracked open the beer.

"Mind telling me what the fuck you did to Ramona?" He asked me.

"I kissed her," I answered as he looked at me.

"So, why does she got her panties in a bunch?" He asked me.

"Because she flipped out afterward, telling me it was a mistake, but I don't feel that it was," I told him as he took a seat in a chair next to Jag. "It's weird, I want her, but I don't want it just being a random hookup. She's completely different than any girl I've been with."

"Did it ever occurred to you, that maybe, you like this chick more than those other chicks you've been with?" Roc asked me.

"Maybe," I said.

"I say you bang her to your heart's content. Forget that lovey-dovey crap," Jag added as we both looked at him strangely.

"Jag, you have issues, anyone ever tells you that?" Roc asked him.

"Meh," he shrugged as I shook my head.

Roc looked at me. "Damien, Ramona has some issue with guys, show her why her issues are false, and not everyone is going to be like daddy," Roc advised me.

"Or you could have her screaming daddy," Jag mentioned.

"Dude, stop. You're starting to become annoying, you freak," Roc snapped at him, causing Jag to shut up. Thanked God, because he was starting to annoy the piss out of me.

Roc was right. I had to figure out how to prove to Ramona that I wasn't anything like her old man. It was going to be easier said than done.