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"mom finn is coming over tonight," i yell from upstairs, on facetime with my best friend, finn.
i knew she would agree. finn and i have been friends since i could remember. practically attached by the hip since birth. we did everything together.
we each had our own rooms at each others houses, which we never used.
i had nightmares so often we ended up in the same bed most nights, so, overtime, it developed into sleeping in the same bed every time. that is until 7th grade where our friends told us that it was weird or that we had cooties. yet, finn and i never listened.
now, we were 17. same as always, best friends. maybe more than best friends...
ok yes, we kissed once...twice... ok way more than that. we decided that no one would know. kind of like a "friends with benefits" deal. ok maybe not friends with benefits, more like boyfriend and girlfriend with benefits? no one knew but us. and if anyone found out, our deal would be broken. no feelings between us, just making out. that's it, and that is what we agreed on.
in public we were best friends, but behind closed doors we were way more.
we both knew we weren't following the rules
because we loved each other, but no one needed to know that.
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i had been waiting for finn all day, eager to start up our "deal" again that night.
i heard the front door open, my mother greeting someone, and then footsteps up the stairs. finn walked through the door, throwing his bag on the floor, laying next to me on my white comforter staring at the ceiling.
"so your mom is making pasta for dinner" he blurted out. i laughed, and looked into his eyes. his chocolate brown eyes.
i placed my lips on his, missing this sensation so much. the first few minutes were just that but then things escalated.
first his shirt was off, then mine. then the door opened.
our breathing was too loud to hear the door creek open, and both of us obviously too occupied with the touch of each others lips to notice that a figure was jaw dropped in my doorway.
