Okay, so this one was actually inspired by the song "Sleepover" from Hayley Kiyoko. I had a lot of fun writing it. It's not very long, compared to my other stories and it is just a one-shot. Probably not my best but, I personally like it and I hope you enjoy reading it.
Whiskey-
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I was lying on the couch, a blanket pulled all the way up over my head when I heard the loud knocking at the front door. I sighed, not knowing who it was but, wishing they would just go away. My parents were out for the day, so I had the house to myself...I wanted to just sleep and be alone.
Whoever was out there, did not leave.
The knocking persisted, and after about a full minute, I heard someone calling out to me. The voice was familiar; it was my best friend, Kelly.
"Amy! Open up, I know you're in there!"
I knew she wouldn't leave...I wouldn't leave either if she were in my position. I had been shut off from the world, for the last couple of days, in a bit of a depression. I went to school, came home, and kept to myself for the most part; even my parents were starting to worry about me. As she continued banging on the door, I sighed and sat up, deciding that I at least owed her an explanation as to where I'd been; it wouldn't be the truth, though.
I opened the door, and she practically jumped on me, throwing her arms around me and sighing in relief. "You've had me worried sick! Why aren't you answering your phone?"
"It's been turned off, all day."
"Yeah, why though?"
I shrugged, leaning against the door frame and trying to come up with an explanation...I couldn't tell her the truth. Because, the truth was, she was the reason I was feeling this way lately.
"I'm fine, really."
"You don't look fine," Kelly pushed. "What's wrong?"
"I don't wanna talk about it," I replied. I didn't want to think about it, for that matter.
"I just feel a little down, right now, that's all."
Kelly sighed and offered a weak smile, looking down at her feet for a moment.
"Well," she started. "Why don't we hang out tonight? Maybe have a sleepover? It's been a while..."
That probably wasn't the best idea but, I knew that Kelly wasn't going to let the idea drop. I could stand here arguing with her over it, or I could just give up, and agree to let her stay over.
"Can we order pizza?" I asked, finally cracking a smile.
"There we go," Kelly laughed. "God, I hate when you're sad...you have the prettiest smile ever, did you know that?"
I blushed, stepping aside and motioning her inside.
"That's flattering," I laughed.
"I'm gonna go take a shower. Why don't you grab a couple of menus, and figure out where you want to call for the pizza...we'll order, when I come out."
"Sounds great," Kelly said, starting towards the kitchen to grab a menu.
I made my way slowly upstairs and to my room, to grab my towel, then heading for the bathroom. I stripped out of my clothes and turned on the hot water, stepping in and allowing it to soothe my body. I leaned my head back and started thinking about whether or not, this was really a good idea.
Kelly did not realize, the reason I had been so against having a sleepover lately, was because it was not easy to share the same bed with her anymore; not when I had these feelings, that I had for her.
See, Kelly and I went way back.
We met in 6th grade and had been best friends, ever since. We had been through everything together; first boyfriends, first heartbreaks, first everything. We were pretty much inseparable, and honestly, it had caused some issues with previous boyfriends of hers.
They always thought we were a little TOO close, and I think that some of them, may have even suspected that I was interested in Kelly, as more than a friend; and they would be correct to assume that.
My feelings for my best friend started to take a turn about a year ago, and I just couldn't seem to get her mind off, ever since. Kelly had no idea, that I was in love with her. As far as she was concerned, we were just best friends.
I could think of something much better.
I knew, however, that Kelly was definitely NOT interested in girls, the way that I was. That's why I had opted to just keep these feelings to myself, and try to play things out like nothing was wrong. The problem with hiding how you really feel, about almost any situation, is that eventually, it will catch up with you...and that's what had been happening, lately.
I had gotten to a point, where I was finding it more and more difficult to be around Kelly, and just continue to be simple friends; I wanted so much more, then that.
Knowing that she probably would not return the feelings though, I didn't want to risk our friendship. If I came out to her and she DIDN'T sees me in that way, the last thing I needed, was for things to get awkward between the two of us.
I finished up in the shower, dried off, put on a simple tank top and a pair of shorts, then made my way back downstairs. Kelly was sitting on the couch, with a menu for our favorite pizza place sitting on her lap. She was flicking through the channels on the TV, as I sat down beside her and grabbed the menu.
"Figure out what you want, yet?"
"I'm thinking the usual," Kelly nodded. "One extra large, half pepperoni and half plain!"
"You're so easy," I laughed.
"Who are YOU calling easy?" Kelly gave me a playful shove, and I pushed her back, both of us giggling as I grabbed my phone and called in our order.
After placing the order, we started watching TV while we waited for the food to arrive. There wasn't much of anything too good on but, we wanted to be downstairs, so we could hear the doorbell. By the time our food got there, we had settled on some cheesy 80s slasher film and decided to watch that, while we enjoyed the pizza. I loved watching horror movies, with Kelly, because it was her least favorite movie genre.
Whenever she would get scared, she would practically jump right into my lap. It was actually really funny but, I also loved having her so close to me. She'd snuggle up to me, so close, that I could feel her soft skin against mine. I could smell the shampoo in her hair, and the cotton spray, she was wearing.
I cannot express, how much of a struggle it was, not to lean in and kiss those soft lips of hers, right then and there.
I settled, however, for just wrapping one arm around her and pulling her closer to me. She laid her head on my shoulder, and I started playing with her hair, as we sat there watching the movie. I couldn't help but think to myself...this was how things could be if she actually did feel the same way about me.
I closed my eyes, fantasizing as I frequently did, about me and Kelly holding hands and walking down the street together. We were not holding hands in a typical way, that two girls would usually do, as just friends; this was something deeper. We laughed, we giggled, as I spun her around and pulled her in for a deep, passionate kiss.
"Hello? Earth to Amy!"
I opened my eyes, snapping back to reality and looking over at Kelly, who had moved her head away from my shoulder and was staring at me concerned. "You alright?"
"Huh? Y-Yeah, no, I just...spaced out, that's all."
"You've been doing that a lot lately," she sighed. "Seriously, Amy, what's going on in that head of yours?"
If she only knew...
"It's nothing," I lied, putting on that fake smile again.
"Hey, how did your date with Mike turn out?"
That was the last thing, I wanted to talk about right now...but, I needed something to draw her attention away from the current topic. Kelly smiled at the mention of Mike; she smiled, the way that I smile when I think about her. She'd been crushing on Mike for months now and had only recently worked up the courage to ask him out on a date, and he had said yes.
"It went great," Kelly sighed. "He's such a gentleman. Opening doors and pulling out chairs for me, he even walked me to my front door when he dropped me off."
"Sounds pretty cliché," I teased.
"Shut up," Kelly laughed. "Seriously, he's a great guy. We had a lot of fun that night, and I think things are going to turn out pretty good for us."
"I'm happy for you," I lied again.
"We're going out again tomorrow," Kelly smiled.
"Hey, do you wanna curl my hair for me?"
"So, THAT'S why you REALLY wanted to sleepover tonight...you just wanted me to do your hair, for your silly date tomorrow night!"
"Hey, that's not true!"
I laughed, standing up and holding out my hand to help her off the couch. "It probably is," I said.
"But, I'll do it for you anyway."
"Of course you would, you can't resist it!"
"Well, that, and who else is gonna do it for you?"
We started up the stairs to my room, and Kelly sat down in my spinning computer chair, facing the mirror. I grabbed the curling iron, plugged it in and before long, I got to work on her hair.
As I worked at her hair, I listened to Kelly babble on and on about Mike and how hot he was. She talked about how she hadn't been on a date with anybody, that didn't push the idea of sex on the first night, in a long time. Of course, I knew that Mike was probably expecting Kelly to put out at some point...he struck me as the kind of guy, who would act like a gentleman, just to get in her panties.
That's how most of the guys that Kelly had dated, always turned out to be.
Total jerks.
Don't get me wrong, I might be gay...but, I'm not the kind of lesbian that hates all guys. I have plenty of male friends, and I love them...but, I recognize an asshole, when I see one, and Mike looked like an asshole, as far as I was concerned.
Pretending to listen to Kelly's rambling, I just kept nodding my head and smiling, as I continued to curl her hair. She always had such pretty, long locks of red hair. I could imagine myself pulling it back some, tucking a strand behind her ear and leaning in to kiss her on the neck. She would moan softly, as my hands moved down over her breasts and I gently nibbled at her earlobe.
Stop it, Amy, I thought to myself...you're getting way too worked up.
I cleared my throat, straightening myself out as I finished up and set the curling iron down. "All done!"
Kelly checked herself out in the mirror, and smiled, as she spun around in the chair to face me. "You're amazing, you know that?"
"I try," I laughed.
"You know," Kelly continued. "I've been ranting about Mike this whole time, and probably talking way too much...if there's anything YOU want to talk about, I'm always here."
