It was a Saturday morning and I woke up with a massive hangover. Last night was the basketball championship party. I was sweaty and when I fully opened my eyes, I realized that there was someone else in my bed. The girl had Auburn hair, seemed shorter than me by how our feet were intertwined but her head was on my chest, and there was a mole on her neck. When I lifted my comforter, I saw that the girl had a nice ass and a small music note tattoo on her hip. She was pale in comparison to me and she was facing away from me. I couldn't make out her facial features, so I tried to reflect on the night before. Waking up with naked girls wasn't unusual for me but not knowing who they were was. I try to remember all of my conquests, just in case I get bored and decide to double dip.
Every time I tried to think of last night's events, I blanked on who I came home with. I remembered taking eight shots of Malibu Red and getting a few numbers but not from any girls who looked like her. I decided to shake the girl. The girl groaned and rolled over. Once I saw her face, I freaked out. Karma Ashcroft! My best friend! I shook her harder until she woke up. She opened her eyes and smiled.
"Did we?!" I asked, almost yelling, knowing that if I broke my one rule I sure as hell wanted to remember it.
She laughed, "No! You think I'd sleep with you? I've seen how you treat girls Raudenfeld, I don't want to be like those girls on your list. I all but carried your drunk ass up here and you fell asleep. I was too drunk to change the air, so I stripped us both down. It's nothing I haven't seen." She looked me up and down with her last comment.
It was true I told Karma almost everything about my conquests, that's why I made her the top of my "Never to Fuck" list. She deserves better than that. We've been best friends since we met in a ball pit at five years old. She just gets me and I get her. Together we just make sense. She was the first person I came out to. She wasn't very surprised and she never treated me different.
The only thing she didn't approve of was my aversion to relationships but she understood after what happened with Karen. Karen had broken my heart into a million pieces. She was my first and I vowed never to fall again. My vow wasn't forever, just until I finish high school.
Karma broke my train of thought when she stepped out of my bed, she must've forgotten that she was in just her underwear because she climbed out of my bed as if everything was normal. I use the word underwear loosely, she had on a skimpy red lace thong. We'd both seen each other change but I'd never seen so much of Karma before but I didn't mind. She walked over to my bathroom, only looking back when she got to the door. She caught me staring and laughed.
While Karma was gone, I got up and threw on some clothes. Then I checked my phone, to see Shane had texted me a couple times.
Shane: where did you go?
Shane: Liam said he's tired of you taking his girl lol
Shane: Girl text me tomorrow so I know you r alive!
I laughed at the middle text made me laugh. Ever since Liam and Karma started dating, she'd been splitting her time with the two of us. I didn't mind because most of the time she was with Liam, I was with my conquest of the day.
I was texting Shane back when Karma came back out, still all but naked. I asked her about her plans and she said she didn't have any.
"None with your charming boyfriend?" I laughed out. She knew my disdain for the infamous Liam Booker. He was just like me, as far as his reputation with the girls at Hester and I didn't trust him but if she liked him, I loved him.
Her face flushed as she replied, "No. You?"
"No. Shane mentioned there is a college party at UT but I don't know if I can handle another hangover. Netflix binge watching?" I told her, trying hard to keep looking at just her face.
"We can binge watch TV all day and we can go to that party tonight. I'll run home, get a new outfit, and come back." She said, walking to my dresser, grabbing my donut t-shirt and a pair of my basketball shorts. I threw her the keys to my red Chevrolet Corvette off the nightstand.
After she left, I took a shower and changed my sheets. Even though no sex had been had, we both had been almost naked and sweaty in my bed. During my shower, I couldn't get mostly naked Karma out of my mind. I'd seen plenty of naked girls but none looked half as good as Karma looked sashaying to my bathroom. I shook it from my mind and hopped out.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed all of the potato chips, Oreos, and a 12 pack of Sprite, especially since the season was over.
Lauren came into the kitchen. She had been avoiding me, since we slept together. I know what you are thinking, "that's your step sister!" But she's not related to me and the bitchiness was a major turn on. In fact, Lauren and I hooked up a couple of times, none started by me. I'd be in my room watching TV or doing homework and she'd come in through the bathroom. I wasn't actually sure why she was dodging me.
"You don't have to ignore me, you know." I said, with a smirk.
"I'm not ignoring you. Actually I came to talk to you after you got home last night but you were cuddled up with Karma", she said, sort of annoyed.
"You should've just woken me up. I'm always down to talk to you." I winked at her and smiled.
Her face flushed and before she could respond something snarky, Karma was back. The small blonde disappeared. Even though I was excited to see Karma, some part of me wanted to go chase the little blonde girl, bring her back to the kitchen, put her on the counter, and do her right then but I couldn't. I definitely needed to get laid tonight.
Karma and I headed to my room, I set up Netflix on my laptop. We decided because we were going to a party, not to start a new series, so I put on some sappy romantic comedy for Karma's benefit. Karma put her head on my chest as we watched. Toward the middle of the movie, her phone buzzed. I looked at the screen when she did, it was Liam. He wanted to know where she was. She lied and said she was hanging out with Lauren. Lauren and Karma were both cheerleaders, so it made sense, I just didn't know why she needed to lie but then I thought about it from his perspective. If I'd seen my girl cuddled up against me like Karma was, I would've flipped my shit.
I checked my phone and saw that Reagan and Shane texted me. They were both telling me about the same party, Reagan is going to be djaying. I left that out with Karma because I know she feels about Reagan, how I feel about Liam. I don't understand why though. Reagan is the only girl on my list that I've hooked up with a bunch of times. Strangely I thought Karma would like that but she hated Reagan. I told them both that I'd be there.
Karma fell asleep on my chest, so I set an alarm on my phone to wake us up to get dressed. I looked at how buried into me she was. Her right arm was across my waist, gently touching my hip, her face buried into my chest, and my right hand was cascading down her back drawing circles. I sort of wanted to kiss her but I let her sleep. I watched the end of the movie before falling asleep.
We both woke up to my alarm clock and didn't move. She just groaned and held me tighter. I gave us an extra thirty minutes. We just laid there until it went off again. We got up and got dressed. Karma took her shirt and shorts off and walked into my bathroom. She mumbled something about not wanting to get make up on her clothes. It was weird even for us, she was being a tease. I went to my closet and tried to decide on a shirt. I decide on a pair of black skinny jeans and a tight black shirt with some boots. I headed into the bathroom to fix my hair and put on a little make up. When I walked in, Karma was bent over the sink to be closer to the mirror while applying mascara. Looking at her made me want to break my only rule, No sex with best friends or teammates. Seeing as Shane was gay, the best friend thing, only really applied to Karma.
Once we got to the party, it was packed. Hotties everywhere and Reagan was at the booth spinning jams. Karma and I looked for Shane but didn't see him, so we headed to the dance floor. As "Jumpman" hyped the crowd, Karma and I danced to the beat, dabbing and such, until the song changed. Karma went to find us drinks.
A brunette girl began dancing with me. She was a wild one with a pink streak in her hair. She was grinding into me like crazy, I asked her what her name was but before she could answer Karma was back with shots. She all but pushed the girl away and shot her a dirty look that the girl returned before walking away. I smirked at Karma before downing the shots and dancing with Karma as Liquor by Chris Brown began to play. I laughed at the irony. We danced real close, her eyes never leaving mine.
She was trapping me like she had been doing the past couple of parties, cockblocking all night and dancing up on me. I didn't mind at first, I thought it was just because she didn't want guys hitting on her because of her boyfriend but tonight it seemed so much more intense. We were close enough that I could feel her breath on mine. I decided to be bold and put my hands on her waist, her breath hitched and her eyes darkened with desire.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you were into me." I whispered in her ear as I pulled her closer.
"Who said that I'm not?" she smirked and laughed at my slightly bewildered expression.
She turned away from me as the music changed again, never breaking out closeness, and swayed with me to Zayn Malik's "Pillowtalk". Her hips connecting to mine with every sway. I loved how Karma's strawberry shampoo smelled and it's all I could inhale with her so close. I wanted to be closer to her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and my head was in the crook of her neck. We seemed to be in our own little world until Shane Harvey spotted me.
As he called my name, Karma separated herself from me and headed toward the crowd but I caught her wrist stopping her. Her eyes pleaded with me to let go but I couldn't. I headed to the kitchen where he was standing, with Karma in tow. He must not have been able to see Karma from where he was because I saw him squinting to identify the girl with me until he finally saw her and I spotted the shock on his face.
As soon as we reached him, he spoke, "Hey you guys! Didn't think I'd see you both here." He said looking at Karma when he said both.
I responded, "Yeah, she talked me into coming."
He smiled and said, "I should've known when you texted me. I forgot Amy Raudenfeld doesn't party two nights in a row."
Even though, I pick up girls everyday, it's not always at a party, being team captain of the three year state champion basketball team means the whole town knows me. Most of the time all it takes is me flashing my smile anywhere I go. In the time I spend at parties, I could've had two girls added to the list elsewhere. Hot, crowded places annoy me.
I laughed back, "Whatever man lets do shots!"
I shouldn't have done that because Shane's eyes lit up and he yelled over the crowd, "Who wants THE Amy Raudenfeld to do a body shot of you?"
Reagan heard him and asked the same thing over the mic as I protested but it was too late a crowd was heading toward the kitchen. It wasn't until I let go of Karma that I realized our fingers were interlocked. I smiled at her and turned to see the brunette girl from the dance floor. She was laying on the counter with her shirt lifted. Shane gave me a bottle of Tequila. I licked the tops of her breasts before shaking the salt on to the now wet spot. I put the lime wedge in the girl's mouth and Shane poured the tequila down the girl's chest. I drank every drop from her toned abs before taking the lime out of her mouth with mine. Kissing her was pleasant but not as hot as kissing Lauren or half as hot as I'd imagined kissing Karma would be. I repeated the process with two more girls until Karma was standing in front of me.
"I'm next", she said with conviction.
"I don't think that's a good idea. What about your boyfriend?", I replied, slightly slurring.
In true Karma fashion, she ignored me and laid down on the counter, took her shirt off, and put the lime in her mouth. As I did the body shot, I could feel my heart race. As I sucked the lime out of her mouth, she pulled me to her. We only broke away for me to spit the lime out. I don't know if it was the now four shots of tequila, or just that I'd been waiting to do this all day but I wanted to fuck Karma right then and there. She was taking over all of my senses. She tasted sweet like she'd been drinking pina coladas all night, not cheap beer or rum and cokes. She was lightly moaning in my mouth, and she still smelled like the perfume she'd put on over an hour ago before we left my house.
She gently broke away from my lips and whispered, " Let's get out of here." She sounded so too sober to say something like that but I was too drunk to say no. She hopped off the counter and grabbed my hand, pulling me away from the crowd. Shane gave me a slightly judgement filled look as we walked off. I knew that look was supposed to sober me up and remind me that the girl pulling me away is my best friend, who also has a boyfriend but it didn't. I knew what I wanted, right then and there. I was tired of ignoring Karma's flirting and holding back. She led me outside to my car. I didn't realize that I had handed her my keys until she was unlocking the door and jumping in.
The ride to my house was the most sobering. I took that time to go through the pros and cons. If we take this any further and hooked up, we'd be risking our friendship but if we didn't, we might always wonder what if and Karma would continue to make passes at me. It was then that I realized why Karma was at the top of my "NFL": because I honestly think that I could fall for her and that she would break my heart like the last girl I trusted with it.
Once at my house, it felt like we flew up the stairs. She threw my keys on my nightstand next to the picture frame of us sophomore year at my first game as captain of the basketball team. We kissed until I couldn't take it anymore.
I pushed her onto my bed and climbed on top of her but I couldn't shake my thoughts from the car, so I grabbed her face and spoke, "Karma, I can't do this."
"What do you mean? You do this all the time Aimes!", she said, pouting.
"You HAVE A BOYFRIEND and we are BEST FRIENDS! I think this is a line we shouldn't cross and definitely not one we should cross with alcohol in our system." I said, although I barely cared about the first sentence.
She smiled and kissed me on the cheek, "So you want to?"
I looked at her exasperatedly, that's all she got from what I said.
She spoke again with a smirk, " Cuddle with me tonight like we always do and in the morning when we are both fully sober, we will talk about it and if we both still want to, we will."
I agreed, hoping that in the morning, things would be the same.
