Friendship Material. (𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒕𝒔)

5. Desires.

A/N: eherm. this is the start yall, enjoy !! <3 also,! smut incoming!

Laiza and Kayden had quickly become inseparable, spending all their time together, laughing and having fun. Despite only knowing each other for a month, they shared a deep connection that felt like they had been friends forever. They had so much in common, and their personalities just clicked. They both loved to joke around and flirt with each other, and it was hard to tell if their relationship was purely platonic or something more.

In their friend group, Laiza was the kind-hearted one who could sometimes be a bit annoying but was always down for anything. Mellow was the cute and shy baby of the group who was easygoing and went with the flow. Ally was the group mom, sometimes stern but always fun and chill. Brody was laidback, had cool advice, and was funny in person but not the best at texting. As for Kayden, he was "kind," or so he claimed, and just as chill and funny as the others, but with a bit of a playboy vibe. Despite their differences, they all got along well and enjoyed spending time together.

Kayden suggested that my boyfriend and I should take a break. Although hesitant at first, I realized it might be for the best. My boyfriend seemed to be pulling away, and I needed to give him space. Coincidentally, On the next day. our fifth-month anniversary, I asked him to talk, and he agreed. However, during the conversation, he decided it would be better to break up. He called me stupid and a bad influence. I guess he needs to focus on what he wants to do now. I felt ashamed that I was secretly glad we broke up, even though a sudden heavy feeling weighed on my chest. Maybe someone else would be better for me, or so I hoped...

As I walked away from my failed relationship, I felt a sense of relief. Finally, I was free to start anew, to live my life on my own terms. But as minutes passed, nagging guilt began to settle in the pit of my stomach. I had cheated. Sure, it was just a picture of my thighs, but it was still a betrayal of the loyalty that had always been so important to me.

And then there was Kayden. He had suggested the break, but I couldn't help feeling like he was somehow involved in our breakup. And yet, despite my reservations, I couldn't deny the attraction that drew me to him. It was a dangerous pull, one that threatened to unravel all of my carefully held beliefs about what was right and wrong.

As I lay in bed at night, I couldn't help but think about the picture I had sent to Kayden. Was it a mistake? Should I tell my ex? But then again, maybe it didn't matter. After all, I was free now. Free to explore this new attraction, to see where it might take me. But the guilt lingered, a constant reminder of what I had done and what I might do next. As I gazed upon it, my heart quickened with anticipation. Lustful thoughts surged through my mind, but I knew I had to keep them in check. Kayden was there with me, His mere presence brought me a sense of liberation, a feeling that I had never experienced before. I found myself able to channel all my pent-up energy, and the sensation was like no other. It was risky, even perilous at times, but the satisfaction it brought me was immeasurable.

— Kayden's p.o.v —-

My mind was fraught with worry as I considered the consequences of my actions. I knew that  If I asked her to take a break, they would surely break up. It always happened that way, and I didn't want to be the cause of her pain. It wasn't my intention to hurt her, not at all. He didn't deserve her, not with the way he neglected and ignored her. She put so much effort into everything, pouring all her emotions into gifts for him, and he couldn't even appreciate it. It was unbearable to watch her suffer like that, and she deserved better. 

But if I was being honest with myself, I knew that I wanted her. I couldn't help it. Sure, there was a three-year age gap between us - she just turned fifteen for fucks sake, while I'm turning eighteen in a few months. It's messed up, I knew that, but I couldn't help the crush that had been brewing inside me since the day I asked her about that basketball question. I had ruined that moment for her, making it unbearably awkward, but even then, she was beautiful.