Infatuated

Infatuated

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"hey" he said panting and his back slouched bending to put his hands on his knees trying to catch a breath. He looks up from his position to me and says with a wide mischievous smirk" what you did back there " he points to the party we just ran from "really turned me on" he says with a rather amused tone He straightens from his previous slouched position and approaches me with a devious smirk. Pulling me closer to him and wrapping his arms around my waist leaning in. Most girls would die to have this happen to me but I did the exact opposite. I lean in closer , smirk at his lip and gracefully stamp his foot with the heels I was wearing. hey he should have seen it coming . I turned around briskly leaving him dancing on one foot and cradling the injured foot in his hands. I could hear him curse under his breath. I walked away smiling to myself about what just happened and started down the street with a sudden confidence rushing through me.
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"It's because Im in love with you" He says, with a straight face. Not even cracking a smile. I cant help but to laugh at his remark, staring at his serious face. Hes putting a lot into this act. He would never just admit it like that. "No you're not," I tell him after my fit of laughter. I pull at his cheek once before patting it with a smirk, "We just had sex," "And now I love you," He says, immediately after. "We were both desperate," I respond, finally deciding not to pay him any mind. I grab my rag off the counter top, wiping off the spot he is at and continuing down the bar. "I love you" He calls out as I get farther away. I don't react, keeping my back to him and ignoring his shenanigans, stilling scrubbing down the bar. "I said I love you," He calls out again, louder. I can hear his chair scrape the ground and I can see he starts to follow me from the opposite side of the bars. "Do you hear me? I love you" He yells over the noise in the bakery. -- "It's because Im in love with you" I tell him, seriously. "No you're not," He responds simply, "Because then you wouldn't leave me," "You know I love you," I plead, crossing my arms across my chest, "I wouldn't just do this to you, Tony," My arms are folded on my chest but I want nothing more than to wrap them around him and hold him for a second longer. He pulls further away from me, his hands raking over his face, before they drop in his lap. "You were using me," He says softly. Like a moment of realization hit. "No, I love you." I tell him again, unconsciously reaching for his hand for comfort for the both of us. He pulls it back, standing up and not giving me a second glance before he walks off from me. My jaw drops. "I said I love you," I call out from behind him. "Do you hear me? I love you," *** Friends and benefits could never hurt a childhood friendship. Could it? How far will this go? What is there to expect?

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