Only Ever Best Friends

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I mean, sure it was a weird concept that I was about to straddle my boy best friend, but it's just a pointless, silly game...right? None of this is real. I'm not actually sitting on his lap with my legs around his sides, it's FAKE. Besides, Ethan's sick... he won't find out.

I stood up, then, facing him, I put my left leg on his right side and my right leg on his left side. I sat down and inched forward until I was practically sitting on his crotch. Awkward...
I was a layer of mesh shorts and a layer of underwear away from essentially sitting on his - you know what, never mind... I don't wanna think about this too hard.

A couple minutes later, turns had moved on and Gray and I were miraculously no longer the center of attention. I was just sitting there, on his lap, chilling, watching others making fools out of themselves: Sophie had to make out with the air for a minute straight and Nick made Erica eat a banana seductively - priceless.

But when I turn back to check on Gray, I find that he's started sweating. Not only that, but he's biting down hard on his lip. Hold on...he's not—turned on by this...right?

His breathing has picked up to the point where his shoulders are rising and falling as he inhales and exhales, and my arms which are draped over his shoulders are being moved with his breath.

He's right underneath me and I'd be lying to myself if I said I didn't feel something. This is all so weird and it's starting to give me a nervous butterflies-in-my-stomach vibe.
What is happening to me?
Am I okay?

Before I could answer myself, I turned back to look at the others and Erica declared the game over. Grayson let out a big sigh and pushed me off. Then, he got up, ran outside, got in his car, and drove away. Fast.

I was beyond confused.

[He was my ride home...the fuck.]

Was it really that bad?
Did I do something wrong?
Why would he just leave like that?
How am I gonna get home?
What if he tells Ethan?

Shit.
He has a lot of explaining to do tomorrow.

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