I think I've jogged for about 15 minutes. I've been everywhere to the point that I began to think I was lost. Maybe I should just use my GPS. I get out my phone from my pocket. I frown at the new message I've got.

*Bestest Friend: Hey. U can come back home now. We're done. Except you want to leave your house in my care.

I snort before replying,

Me: yeah, thanks. But I think I prefer knowing I have a house of my own. Go back home before I go trash yours.

I use my GPS to get myself home. When I do, I suspect that she's probably asleep by now. But to my surprise she was sitting on the couch with a wine glass in her hand. She had her legs crossed and now she was in a grey crop top with her black panties on. Showing off her long legs.

God, this woman was perfectly sculptured.

"How was your run?" She asked and I nodded causing her to raise her eyebrows.

"Great I guess. So, he just left?"

She nods.

She stares at me some before raising her glass to me. I take it from her and take a gulp.

"This is awkward". I say sitting beside her. "What is?" She asked. "The fact that my best friend is screwing my roommate." I say finishing the drink and dropping it on the table. She gets up to and goes to kitchen and all I do is watch her ass move.

Quit it Zachary, she's fucking your best friend

And besides she's your roommate.

I swear my conscience mocked me that last part.

She comes back out with the wine bottle. 50% alcohol content. I laugh. She trying to get me drunk? Well sucks for her. I don't get drunk let alone get tipsy. At least not with one bottle. I sure as hell know how to hold my liquor. She pours me another glass and pours herself some too.

"Well you didn't seem to have a problem with it." She says going back to our conversation. "

Didn't I?

I ask in my head but didn't say out loud. I cock my head to the right when she places her hand on my chest. "Or did you?" She mockingly asked. I laugh and shake my head.

"Trust me Ash, I didn't give a fuck. And what the hell are you doing" I say as she puts her hand up my shirt feeling my abs a pack after the other.

She keeps going up my chest and then lets out a small sigh I might have mistaken for a moan as she pinches my right nipple. My breath hitches and I take in a deep breath. I take her hand off my chest and put it on her lap. She doesn't stop just there.

She takes both my hands and places them on her breasts. I instinctively wrap my hands round it but I can't get a enough of it. I can already feel her nipples harden against my palm and I smirk. I remove my hands from her chest and stand. I reach for my glass and I take the last gulp. I even take the bottle and down the rest of the wine.

"If you're trying to get me drunk. It won't work. Nothing can go on between us because you're just a roommate. Last time I checked, you had a boyfriend or fuck buddy or whatever and you also just fucked my best friend. Any other sexual advances at me and I'm leaving". I say before walking up to my room. I slam the door after me and rest my head on it.

What the fuck.

She just fucked my best friend and she's trying to make a move on me. Wow.

She's cheap.

The exact reason why she isn't my type of girl.

I hear a knock on my door and I groan.

"What do you want?" I softly growl.

"Wanna talk." She replies

"Don't wanna", I say. And I feel her body slide down the door at the other side. "I'll just do the talking." She says.

"I know you must find me slutty right now since I literally just fucked your best friend. Well I'm not sorry. But I am sorry for making advances at you. But then I thought you liked it since you were already hard and all."

She could feel that?

"Yupp" she says popping the p. She chuckles. Can't believe I just said that out loud. I groan before sliding down the door too. "Anyways". She says before continuing. "Just so it'll make you feel better. We didn't fuck".

"Yeah right" I say rolling my eyes.

"You know? I can imagine you rolling your eyes at me but I don't care." She says and I snort. "Well you imagined very correctly", I say frowning.

"Point is nothing happened." She softly continues.

"Christ Ashley, I don't really need to know that you know". I say hissing out. The thought of him giving her head and she screaming his name flashed before my eyes.

Gross

"So yeah... I won't also be seeing him too. It was just a one-time thing". She says again sighing out loud.

"Hey Ash, I don't really care about your fuck life and like you said, you don't see what my business is with your sexual life so don't invite me in. Plus, I don't want you to stop seeing him".

"Huh?" She asks

"Did I stutter?" I ask back

"You want me to keep screwing your best friend?"

"When you put it that way... no." I bluntly reply. "Just do whatever you want. It's your pussy". I complete. I stand up and walk up to my bed before plopping down on it. I sigh loud when I hear her door close shut.

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Weeks have past and it seems like a year since I've been staying here. Ashley avoids me like a plague. Not that I mind though, it just feels awkward to not relate with a roommate especially if she's female. I hear the house door open and close afterwards. I come out of my room and I see her eyes widen.

"Didn't expect you to be back home by now". She says.

"I didn't go anywhere", I reply

"So where's your bike?" She asks

"Mechanics?" I reply. "Stalking me?"

"Nah... Not worth my time"

She makes a move to run into her room. But I stop her and stand in front of her. She tries to side me out but I counter it and grab her shoulder.

"What's your problem?!" She yells

"The fact that you're avoiding me annoys me.", I say

"I haven't been avoiding you." She says and I tighten my grip on her shoulders and I feel her wince underneath my fingers.

"Yes you have, ever since the night you tried to make a move on me and I told you off, you've been avoiding me like I'm some kind of virus." I confess.

"You're. Hurting. Me Zack", she stammers

I see tears already forming in her eyes. I let her go muttering curses under my breath. "Firstly, yes I was trying to make a move on you. And so fuck what?! I wanted to show you that I was your type." She starts and she pants gasping for air. "Then I just thought you'd want some space since you already told me off" she says putting her head down.

"Hey. Ash. Look at me". I say using my fingers to pull her chin up so she's looking me in the eye. "I'm not sorry I told you off. Okay, and I'm not looking for a fuck buddy at the moment. Trust me if I was you'll be the first to know". I say smirking when I see a glint in her eyes at my last sentence.

I laugh. She laughs too.

"And trust me when I say you're really not my type."

"Why do you say so?"

There's a knock on the door. Then all of a sudden she gets serious. She turns away abruptly from me. I'm very sure I didn't invite Isaiah over and she recently told me they weren't seeing each other. So who the fuck could it be.

"Why don't you change into something nice and I'll get the door. Okay?" I ask and she nods to say yes.

When I hear her door close shut, I open the door. I see my sister.

Sarah.

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There goes Chapter 3! I hope you like it... and if you do, don't forget to vote and comment (I need to know what y'all think!)

See y'all on Saturday!!!

~Nifiee