"don't ever say something like that to me ever again." i warn parker as i sit on his couch. "i was just teasing. i didn't think you'd actually get upset." he moves my legs so he could sit down and i get butterflies again. i'm confusing myself. i'm trying so hard to be mad at him.

"so... anatomy project." i say realizing that this project is the only reason why i'm at his house in the first place. "anatomy project." he repeats. "what are we going to do?" i sit up. "that's why we're here bri... to figure out what we're doing." he says sarcastically. "no shit...okay why don't we just make up a rap or a song that tells where the different bones are in our body." i suggest.

"no that's- a really good idea." parker clapped. he doubted me in the beginning. "i do it all the time. it's how i study." i put my hair up in a ponytail. "you study by singing a song?"

"i make up a song about what i'm studying so i can remember everything." i stand up. "and that works?" he also stands. "wanna see my grades?" i smile confidently. "i believe you."

"good now let's make a song."

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after two hours of working, we both got hungry and for some random reason parker decided to make spaghetti. i sit on one of his bar stools and watch him cook. not going to lie, he's good company. i like how i feel around him and i hate it.

we have this weird type of chemistry. things feel natural with him. i didn't want to be mad at him or lose him as a friend but fuck he's so confusing and difficult and an asshole.

i offered to help but he said no. "almost done?" i ask impatiently. "perfection takes time." parker waves the wooden spoon around. i was starting to get bored just watching him so i walked over to the stove. "it smells good." i inhale. "duh, i made it." he says making me frown at his cockiness. "whatever, i'll be the judge of that." i watch him put spaghetti sauce on the noodles.

"here." he puts the sauce on my mouth. "dude!" i lick my lips trying to get it all off. i grab the bottle of sauce, put my finger in it and wipe it on his cheek.

"hmm." parker turns to me and stares at me. i wait to see what he's going to do.

he slickly grabs the bottle and poured some in his hand. before i could react, i felt sauce hit my face. i gasp. "parker!" i wipe the sauce off and i get ready to throw it at him but he runs.

we chase each other around the island in the middle of his kitchen until i slip. i fell hard on my ass and brought him down with me. we both start laughing our asses off, still trying to put sauce on each other.

did we really just do that? had a food fight with spaghetti sauce...

we look at each other and parker reaches for my face, wipes off some sauce then puts his finger in his mouth. god dammit parker, you're something else. "gross." i push him and we start laughing all over again.

i loved this. this feeling. i don't know why i was so nervous about coming back.

he reaches for my face again but this time he caresses it. the butterflies are back, i get uncomfortable when he starts to lean in.

what the fuck is he doing?

the door opens and startles us both. saved by the door? we stand up and stare at parkers parents. they stare at us and it becomes a staring contest. "i made dinner." parker breaks the silence. i mentally face palm myself as i look around the kitchen and at parker and i. we're covered in sauce along with the kitchen.

"hi." i wave awkwardly. this is the first time i've seen his parents...

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when i got home, i rushed to my bathroom to take a shower. i felt so disgusting. my mom called my name but i continued to run.

i wrap myself and my hair up in a towel as i step out. i leave my bathroom, then my room. "mom?" i call out. all of the lights are off.

"did she just... leave me?" i say out loud. i hurry downstairs, turn on the light and grab the note on the fridge. i frown and crumple up the sticky note. i'm starving! i didn't even get to try the spaghetti.

i go in the fridge and take out apple juice.

i look for something to make but i give up when a wave of laziness hits me. so i pour a glass of apple juice and stand there in the kitchen...drinking...in a towel. the doorbell rings catching me off guard. "shit." i gulp down the rest of my apple juice and i run to the door. "hey bri, it's me. parker."

what in the world. i unlock the door and i open it. "what are you doing here?" i back up as he comes inside. "nice outfit." he smirks as he looks at me. "oh, sorry one sec." i run to our laundry area by the kitchen. i open the doors and look for clothes on top of the dryer. i hear his footsteps.

i can't find anything so i turn around. "ugh follow me." i roll my eyes making my way upstairs. i don't want any of my family members coming in and seeing him here.

we both come into my room and i pause. maybe coming into my room was a bad idea. i turn around and jump a bit when i see how close he is to me. "i'm going to change." i start to walk away but he holds his hand out. "it's fine. anyways i came up with a new way to do our project." he steps closer. "what? we literally just made up a song. i worked hard on that." i whine.

"you'll like this idea better." another step closer. i look into his eyes and i get nervous. the look he had on his face sent a spark throughout my entire body. "what are you doing?" i try to back up but i hit the edge of my bed and fall back onto it.

parker comes down with me and his body makes his way in between my legs. he reaches for my head and takes the towel off. my wet hair falls onto my face.

my heart is beating so fast right now. everything is happening so fast and now we're on my fucking bed.

parker leans in and my body reacts without me wanting it to. i lean in and we kiss. i suddenly have an appetite for something else. "you taste like apple juice." he says with eyes full of lust. my breathing is off, everything is off and i hate him. i hate how much he affects me.

we start making out and the thought of riley pops into my head. i push him back. "oh my god!" my eyes are wide when i realize what i just did. "what?" he comes back to me and starts kissing up and down my neck. fuck i didn't want him to stop. "wait, we can't!" i put my hand on his chest slightly pushing him away. "you're my best friends boyfriend! i can't...we can't!" i say finally moving him off me. i get up and pace around my room.

fuck i'm still in my towel.

oh my god...we kissed. "what's wrong? i thought you liked me." he says and his response confuses me. "what? it doesn't matter if i like you or not... you're my best friend's boyfriend!" i shake my head.

what the fuck did i just do?

"riley and i are...look it happened so fast. she asked me if i wanted to be her boyfriend and it was so sudden i just..." he follows me. i wait for him to finish. "i just couldn't say no."

his response doesn't exactly surprise me. "yeah she has that affect on people." i roll my eyes.

i don't know how to feel right now but i started to feel a random pain in my chest and i started to get emotional. "you can't keep doing this to me parker. you keep leading me on and giving me false hope just to be with my best friend? it's not right. you don't like me, you like her!" i sit down on my bed trying not to cry.

"you're wrong bri, you're the one that i want, not her." parker holds my face. i want to punch him. "how can you say that when you're dating her? you make no fucking sense." i quickly move his hands away and a tear accidentally escapes.

"we're not... it's complicated. please don't cry." he wipes my cheek and caresses it. "bri i like you, i really do. you're so beautiful and smart and so funny, you're perfect. i don't know why i'm fucking everything up. you're all that i want."

i look up at him. i'm being so naïve. the boy of my dreams is in front of me, telling me that he wants me. not anyone else, me.

he kisses me again. i repeat what he said in my head. "i'm all that you want?" i ask when our lips part. another tear rolls down my cheek. "yes, i want you bri."

i finally wasn't second best. i was first.

without thinking, i kiss him. he immediately kisses me back. the need for him came back again but stronger this time. i kissed him with urgency wanting all of him.

parker makes his way in between my legs once again. our makeout session gets heated and it's like we're in the closet again. the feeling of his hands softly running up and down my thighs drives my crazy.

i bite my lip as his lips touch my neck. my body becomes more and more sensitive as lust takes over. every touch excites me.

my towel being the only thing keeping me from fully revealing myself also excites me.

i scoot back on the bed creating a gap in between us. parker stares at me accepting his invitation to get closer. his own eyes full of lust. he's never looked at me like this before. he looks at me like he wants me. but i want to hear him say it.

my arms hold me up as we keep eye contact. his eyes undress me and i dare him to with my own. i look down to see him tug at the bottom of my towel. the feeling of my nipples rubbing against the towel makes my breath uneven. he tugs again and again.

i'm now exposed. i can feel my face get hot. he runs his hands all over me without breaking eye contact.

i gasp when he touches . he notices my surprise and smirks. "fuck bri." he moans sliding his finger up and down my lips.

i was really wet. too wet. i blush feeling embarrassed. "you're so fucking hot." he takes his shirt off and i see his body once again. that sexy ass body.

i watch him take off his pants and boxers. my gaze instantly goes back to his face. i'm so nervous now that we're both naked.

parker gets back on top of me and kisses me. things quickly heat up again as his hands move all over me with determination. he leaves me breathless and hot.

i feel rub against my stomach and look down. holy shit.

i look into his eyes. "you want me that bad huh?" i tease. he smirks, one dimple makes an appearance. "i told you i wanted you brianna." he says my full name. i bite my lip.

it's like music to my ears. "say it again." i dare him.

"i want you." his tone, urgent. "show me."

his smirk grew.

he kissed me once then got up and off my bed. i missed the weight of his body on top of me.

i watched him take his wallet out of the pocket of his pants and pull out a condom. i'm hit with the reality of the situation. the more this progresses the more nervous i get. without looking away from me, he rips the plastic off with his teeth and i watch him put the condom on. i realize that i haven't had sex in a long time.

he comes back to me, kissing me hard. once again i'm lost in a trance. i lay back on my pillows and he's made his say back to my neck.

his kisses went from my neck to my collarbone. "found your clavicle." he traced it. my mouth slowly curves into a smile. oh so that's what we're doing now. "and that's your sternum." his finger glides down the middle of my chest, in between my tits.

"i love how turned on you are for me." he whispers in my ear. my face feels so hot. i can't take it anymore.

"fuck me parker." i demand.

whatever smile was left on his face had left and lust was back. parker lifts my legs and puts in between my lips, teasing me. he grabs my waist while he pushes himself inside of me. we both moan and hold onto each other.

this is what i was waiting for.

he starts fucking me and i bite my lip, trying to hold in my moans. this foreign sensation further enhances my trance. things get more intimate with every thrust. i put my arms around his neck looking down at him slide in and out of me. he picks up his pace making the sensation running through my body drive me crazy.

i can't contain myself. i let go of all control and i give him what he wanted. every time we moaned at the same time, we would look at each other and smile. both out of breath.

he grabbed my neck and pulled me into a kiss. parker lets go and grabs a fistful of my wet hair. with this new grip, his pace increases and everything changes. the feeling intensifies and i can't control the sounds that come out of my mouth. he fucks me like this until i feel a specific sensation. i look up at him and he looked back at me with the same look. i feel myself jolt as he goes deeper keeping the same pace.

i make sounds i never even heard myself and my legs close as i twitch. "fuck!" he topples over me as we both climax.

we both catch our breath and he pulls out.

i was dazed still processing what the fuck just happened when he flipped me around and with light pressure pushed my back down. holy shit another position. my legs spread apart as i arch my back. i feel again but it felt different this time. i've never been in this position before. parker fucks me from behind and again i fall right back into this...trance.

this position was now my favorite. i held onto my bed frame and covered my mouth to mask my moans just so i could hear his. he grabs my hair and twists it in his hand pulling me up.

his moans were music to my ears. i can't help but smile. whatever this feeling was, i wanted to feel it all the time. i felt so confident and so powerful. parker moans loudly, i could tell he was close.

"fuck me parker." i turn and look back at him. he grabbed my arm and held it behind me while he pounded the shit out of me. i came almost immediately.

even though i came, he still kept going which felt insane. my moan turned into gasps as the feeling became too intense. i felt him twitch and slow down.

he pulls out and collapses on top of me. we catch our breath holding onto each other. my brain is mush and i can't think of anything. parker moves off me and rests next to me. we both smile at each other, moving our hair out of our faces.

"let's clean up and lay back down?" he holds my face. i just nod.