I took in deep heavy breaths and pulled her breathlessly onto my chest. I closed my eyes for a few seconds. I could feel her heart beating on my body. Her sweat was hot, as was mine. "That was incredible, Tor," I sighed happily. She looked up at me and smiled, saying nothing. She rested her head gently on my chest. I looked down at her body, smiled, and put my arms around her.

After holding her close to me for a few minutes I realized that this was very...relationship-like. So I rolled out from under her and turned to face her. "Hey, sexy," I smirked. She giggled and went to grab her bra off the floor. I pulled her arm and stopped her. She looked at me with confusion in her eyes, "We're doing a second round tonight?" I shook my head and pulled her close to me. I titled my head and stuck my tongue in her mouth. I felt her arms snake around my neck, and her kissing became intense. I removed my hands from her sides and brought them to her boobs. She moaned as I felt her up.

She came to a sudden stop and pulled away. I watched her as she quickly grabbed her bra, shirt, underwear, and booty shorts. She slid everything on and put her head in her hands.

"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly. I know you're probably thinking, "What do you care," but she was my best friend. We'd been best friends for 8 years. "Randy...this is wrong," she sighed. "Why?" I asked. "Cause...sex is meant for people who are in love...," she replied. "Since when do you care?" I snapped. She looked at me in shock and looked down at the floor. "Since...I don't know. I just don't feel right," she shrugged. I was angry. She never cared about premarital sex and all stuff like that, so what was the problem now?

"Tor, since when is sex about love with you?" I asked. "I don't know," she shook her head.

"I don't understand-"

"Randy, there's nothing else to understand! I don't feel comfortable with you anymore, and I wanna stop, so just end it!"

Tor's P.O.V.

Oops, wrong words. I saw a look of hurt cross his face. "It's me?" he frowned. Before I could answer he was walking out of his bedroom.

"Randy," I sighed, following him.

Randy's P.O.V.

It wasn't long before I felt small arms around my waist and a head in my back. "I'm sorry," she mumbled into me. I raised my eyebrow and turned around to face her. "Did you mean that?" I asked.

"Mean what?"

"That I make you feel uncomfortable?"

"...Sometimes."

"Why? Me and you...we're best friends."

"I know...but...you know how I feel about you...yet you're just using me to have sex."

"Tor..."

"Just forget it, its fine. We can keep doing it, no big deal."

I put my arms around her and brought her head into my chest. "I don't wanna keep doing it if you're not ok with it," I said into her hair. "Look...I still wanna do it cause...cause I love you. But you don't feel the same way, and I'm like your little sex toy. You're with all these other girls during the day, then at night I'm like the rebound," she replied with teary eyes. "Toria...," I couldn't even find the words to say. I felt her tears on my chest. "Don't I deserve more than that?" she asked, looking up at me. "Yeah...you do," I nodded.

Something in my stomach made me want to throw up. I didn't want her to end it. I wanted something with her...

"If I could be something more to you than just a rebound I would keep going, but that's not the case."

"You are something more than that," I felt like saying. I had problems with expressing my true feelings.

Instead of saying what I wanted I just nodded. She pulled away from me and brushed her hair away from her face. I watched as she wiped the tears from her cheeks.

I wanted to wipe her tears for her. I wanted to hug her and tell her that she was my world.

Instead, I took her hand and said, "Bed?" She nodded.

I led her into my bedroom and watched as she crawled into the bed and pulled the covers up. She smiled at me and patted the spot on the bed next to her. I threw on a black tank top and snuggled beside her. As I wrapped my arms around her, I felt her body curl up into a ball. She always slept like that.

"Tired, babe?" I asked. "Yes," she replied softly. "Hey, Tor?" I said seriously. "Mmhm?" she hummed, looking up at me. I sat up and pulled her into my lap. "I didn't mean to hurt you," I said sincerely, "and I'm sorry." "It's ok," she smiled and kissed my cheek. "I just...I know you like me like that, and I figured it could be fun for the both of us," I hugged her body close to mine. She didn't say anything, just hugged me tightly.

I moved her body so that she was lying down and got up to shut the light. I grabbed the remote from the top of the dresser and turned the TV on. I crawled in bed next to her. I heard her shivering a little. "Tor, you're comfortable?" I asked. "I'm cold," she said. Without hesitation, I brought myself to her and put my arms around her tiny waist. I felt her drape her arms around my neck and I smiled.

My train of thought was interrupted when she smashed her lips on mine. I thought she was trying to get me to have sex with her, so I pulled down her shorts.

Apparently I was wrong. She slapped me across my face and pulled away. "Randy! What the hell are you doing?!" she screamed.

"Me?! Why the hell did you slap me?!"

"Because you have fucking issues, that's why!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You went to fuck me again!"

"You kissed me! Isn't that what you wanted?"

"No! Not at all!"

"Then what DID you want?"

"I just wanted to kiss you."

"Oh?"

"What are you so confused about? I'm in love with you, Randy. Do you need me to write it in neon lights for you?"

"Did you think kissing me was gonna make me wanna go out with you?"

"No, I just felt like kissing you. If you're allowed to fuck me when you want, I can kiss you when I want."

"Wait...so we're still having sex?"

When I saw the way her face fell when I said that my heart dropped. "Is that all you care about, Orton? Sex?" she asked quietly. I didn't know how to answer so I questioned, "Why are you being so difficult tonight?" "Because I deserve better than how you're treating me, Randy," she replied.

We stood there for like 3 minutes. She was staring holes through me. "Take me home," she finally said. "What? No," I said, shaking my head. She looked at me with an angry look, so I nodded and took her outside to my car.

I drove her back to her house in silence. When we pulled up to the front I watched her unbuckle her seat belt and climb out of the car. Before she shut the door, she looked at me and asked, "You still picking me up tomorrow night?" "Yeah," I nodded, "And your friend's gonna be with you too, right?" She nodded slightly. "Do you still wanna hang out before we go?" I asked. She looked at the sky in thought and whispered, "Yeah." "I'll come here at like 12 to get you, and we'll go out for lunch, ok?" I said. "Ok," she smiled slightly. I stared into her eyes and smiled. "Just to clarify things...I can't be your fuck buddy anymore," she said. I nodded in disappointment, "That's fine. I understand." "Great," she sighed.

As I stared at her for a short moment, something came to my mind...hopefully it would work.

I told her to get back in the car, and she did. "What's up?" she asked. She had a look of confusion on her face. I didn't answer; I just leaned in and gently pressed my lips on hers. She kissed back passionately and put her hands on each side of my face. She pulled away smiling and hopped out of my truck. "See you tomorrow," I smirked. "Text me," she laughed and ran into her house.

When she was finally inside, I put my head in my hands. This kiss didn't go the way I wanted it to. I was hoping I wouldn't feel anything from it, but I certainly did.

Now I was just in so much confusion. I had to find a way to stop my feelings for her...before it was too late.