chapter sixteen: choreo pt. 2
song: if you want me to stay by ari lennox and anthony ramos :)
Kaylee's POV
It's been about a week and a half since I've given the "I'm not the commitment type" speech to Anthony. Since then, I think things have been going along well... I guess. I mean the spark between us hasn't faded away, but knowing that this is a "no strings attached" type of thing... I'm not minding it one bit.
He was just falling too quickly for me, and I could feel myself starting to fall for him. I had to step in for both of us to realize the harsh reality. We've been handling the friends with benefits thing amazingly--and yes, we have gone all the way. Let me tell you--AND I MEAN LET ME TELL YOU-- this man is good- no... great in bed. He is so God damn smooth and makes me feel so damn amazing.
"I'm gonna head out. I'll see you soon," he says, throwing his jean jacket on. I sit up clutching my comforter to my chest as it covers the rest of my naked body. "Okay. Text me and maybe we can hang out later?" I say. "Yea, maybe," he mumbles.
I'm slightly taken back by his response, but I don't show it on my face. "I'll see you," he says, leaning in and kissing me. I kiss him back. He leaves soon after.
Anthony's POV
Yea I was a little frustrated back there. Don't get me wrong, the sex has been great, but I still got feelings. This "friends with benefits" thing is hard when you got feelings for this so called "friend."
I press the 'L' arrow in the elevator as it downwardly approaches the lobby in her building.
I don't know. I think I'm just getting tired of it. Not of her, of course, but of the friends with benefits. It's dumb. I feel like sex means more when it's with her, but I know she doesn't feel anything emotionally. Or she doesn't want to feel anything emotionally.
My phone interrupts my intense thoughts. I look at the caller ID and see that it's Oak.
"Ant! What's up?" I hear as soon as I answer. "Hey, whatchu need?" I ask. "Nothing, just wanted to see if you were taking the train to dance rehearsals today. Maybe we could meet up before and head over there together?" he asks. "Yea, for sure," I say, distracted as I'm looking for my Uber.
"Hey, you good?" he asks. "You sound upset."
"Yea, I guess," I say, finally seeing the Uber arrive. "What's up? You're usually pumped for dance rehearsal days," he says. "It's some stuff with Kaylee. We're just not on the same page like I thought we would be," I say, disappointedly. "What do you mean?" he asks.
"You know, I had feelings for her from the beginning. But about a week or two ago, she told me she wanted to do a friends with benefits kind of thing-"
"Ah, God. Ant, no!" Oak says. It's like I can see him throwing his head back through the phone. "Yea. But, you know, I'm into her, so... I agreed to it," I say. "And?"
"And, it's not working for me. I've tried it, and I know I don't like it. I don't like the situation, but I like her so much. I'm just annoyed at this, and a lil' bit annoyed at her to be honest," I say. "I mean, you did agree to it, but you have every right to be annoyed," he explains to me. "I feel like I'm being used," I say. "Well... you are being used.
"I don't mean for this to sound like I'm saying 'I was right,' but do you remember what I said on the first night she came? We were at One Two. I hadn't seen you like this with a girl before, but I asked you if you knew that she was the commitment type. You had Jas at that time! She treated you right, you know? She wanted a relationship. You guys seemed like you clicked," Oak says. I roll my eyes. "I know, I know, but I already told you. It's not gonna happen between me and Jasmine," I say. "You never know, brother," he says.
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