"I think it's cute that you're crying for a movie." He smirks.

Another sniff was my response.

"So I guess now you owe me, darling."

I can swear my heart skipped a beat, and before I knew it, I felt his soft lips on mine.
My body tensed up.
I didn't know what to do at first. I was a hell lot confused.

Should I kiss him back? Or push him off?

Slowly I found myself relax, and my lips began to move in synchrony with his. My hands found their way to his hair and his, circled round my waist, effortlessly raising me up and placing me on his lap.
He nibbled on my lower lip and his tongue seek for entrance. I let him in. Savouring the taste of him the moment our tongues clashed.
It was just like before, maybe better.

We break off the kiss to catch our breaths, our breathing fast and loud. I was too lost for words, so we just stare at each other not saying anything. His eyes never seemed so beautiful as it was right now, and I was mesmerised by it. My heart beat couldn't quiet down, and I was sure Sean could hear the frantic drumming sound it made.

"I bet that douche can't make you feel this way." He mutters under his breath.

And snap goes the spell.

"What did you just say?"

"I..."

"Don't say you're sorry."

"I wasn't going to say that," he smiles, "I'm not sorry at all. I'm not sorry I kissed you."

I shake my head in disbelief and get off his lap.

"Was that the whole agenda of the bet?"

"No. You still owe me," he insists. "The kiss wasn't planned and I am not sorry for it."

"Okay then. I'm sorry," I say, a hand on my hip and the other on my chest. "I shouldn't have kissed you back."

"But you did. Cause you wanted to."

"I-I uh," I slap my head, "No this isn't right."

"Okay." He agrees.

He agreed?

"Good." I say and fold my arm across my chest.

He gets up from the couch and takes a few steps towards me,  a smirk playing on his lips. I take a step back but stop, thinking it's stupid to be running away.

"Yeah, good. We are after all," he tilts my chin up and closes the space between us.

His lips claimed mine in a soft, loving kiss. So much different than the fierce, lustful and passionate kiss we just shared.
He breaks off the kiss and smiles at me. I stood still. Numb from the kiss, my legs were wobbly, my heart was pumping so hard, I thought it'll fly out my chest any moment from now. My brain automatically shut down.

"Friends." He completes.

"Um I-I we-well," I stutter, my right thumb rubbing my now swollen lips.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I heard him say, but I was too stunned to reply.

I stood glued to my spot, staring at his now empty spot. But I was brought out of my dazing and not so subtle stuttering, when I hear the door click shut.
I huff and sit back down on the couch. My brain trying to register what just happened.

Friends don't kiss each other now, do they?

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'Work from home' by Fifth Harmony started blasting through the speakers of my earphone, as I get inside the apartment from my morning run. I was drenched in sweat and felt all sticky. I didn't need anyone to tell me 'I stink', cause my own stench was killing me.

I was slightly taken aback when I see a figure sitting on one of the kitchen stools.

"Lau?"

I assume she just came back from Matt's.
It's been long since I last saw her. Like actually seeing, not quick glances. I quickly remove the earphones.

"Kat!" She beams. "You haven't been replying my texts, are you okay?"

I watch her with squinted eyes as my mind debates on if to keep ignoring her, or just confront her.

"Uhm, I'm—" I stop and shake my head. "We don't keep secrets from each other now, do we?"

"Err," she scratches her neck, "well, yeah."

I could tell she was nervous.

I take a sit beside her on the kitchen counter, and sigh.

It's time to man up and get answers.

"I need to tell you something." We both say at the same time.

I clear my throat, "Let me go first."

"O-okay." She stutters.

"I have...I mean I had a crush on your brother." I rush out.

"I knew it!" She shouted with joy.
"Wait! Had? "

"Yeah, I guess." I say and redo my ponytail. "It's complicated. We kissed, you know."

"When?"

"On my birthday." And the other time after that.

"OMG!" She squealed. "So that's where you went off to. You guys are totally an item! How could I not know this?"

"Laura focus!" I snap my finger in her face. "We're not."

"Why not?"

"Cause I like Scott."

"Oh Scott," she says in a less than enthusiastic voice. "Do you really like him tho? I mean, I like Scott."

I raise a questioning brow and she crunches her face in horror.

"Geez! Not that way. I think he's a great guy, and you two look good together, really. But-" I stop her before she can go any further.

"Yes, I like Scott."  Do I really?
I sigh, "If you are saying that because you're rooting for Sean. Just stop."

"Okay, that's one reason. But I'm just saying. Besides, I see the way you eye rape my brother every time you see him." She grimaces, "It's disgusting."

I snicker, "I do not eye rape him!" I contradict, "besides your brother broke my heart." I say, my voice nearly a whisper.

"That son of a—my mom" She hissed. "What did he do?"

"Remember that time I went hobo on you."

"How can I ever forget?" She rolls her eyes. "Wait a minute."

Her brows creased," My asshole of a brother was responsible for that?"

"Yeah." I sigh. "It's in the past now though."

Images of last nights scenario flash in my mind but I ignore it and force out a smile, making it look as genuine as possible.

We are friends, nothing more. I tell myself.

"I need to tell you something," she sighs, "it's been eating me up and I really need to get it out in the open."

It's been eating her up?

That's when I noticed the bags beneath her eyes. She looked worn out.
Maybe I should have confronted her earlier. I had no idea, neither did I think once: that she might be in a difficult position.

I really am a terrible friend.

"Lay it on me." I say.

"I've been keeping something from you," she pauses and licks her lips, "it's something big."

"You can tell me anything," I say, "we'll get through this 'big' thing together," I add, trying to sound oblivious to the truth.

"It's about Hugh."

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