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Me and my boyfriend broke up. My best friend and i are not friends anymore. Just got back my a.c.t. scores, and im not doing too well.
Title: Trials and Tribulations
by: Fear and Loathing
Chapter 6: Friends with Benefits?
Keely decided not lift the pillow off of her face. If she died from lack of oxygen than awkward conversations would never be brought up. She would never have to face Phil ever again and she was okay with it.Granted she was in love with him, but self-preservation won out in the end.
"Trying to suffocate yourself is an outcry for help." Phil teased as he wrenched the pillow out of her grasp.
Keely glanced longingly at the retreating pillow.
A sharp pain went through her head and she groaned.
"Are you okay?" Phil peered closer.
"I'm fine." She snapped. "Now get off me."
"What's your problem?" He glanced at her warily, almost afraid she would bite his head off.
"Nothing." Keely sat up and pushed her bangs out of her eyes.
"About last night-" He started.
"About nothing. I'm going to eat breakfast."
She was about to get up when Phil pulled her down.
"We have to talk." He insisted. "When I woke up, you were going clubbing and that constitutes flirting."
"Yeah. Well, when I got up you were with Sarah." Keely shot back.
"What?"
"Don't play stupid. You and Sarah together, in you room, with the lights out. We both know what that means." She was getting mad all over again.
"I was sleeping. I didn't wake up until you were walking down the hallway. You must've been in the wrong room." He reasoned.
"Yeah right. I think I know what-" Keely stopped suddenly. She had been at the wrong room! Phil's room was farther down than Kayla's. She blushed brightly. Wow, this changed everything.
A silence ensued the conversation.
"So," Phil leaned back on her headboard. "you want to have sexual relations with me."
Keely wanted to smack that smug look off his face.
"I was intoxicated, I would've done that to a tree."
"Now, don't lie. Tell me you don't feel it when we touch." He touched her arm as an example.
A warm feeling enveloped the spot he touched.
"No I don't." She said firmly.
The heat in Keely's gaze said it all.
Phil smiled. "I think we should see where this takes us."
"Huh?" Her confusion was obvious.
"I've never felt that when I have touched anyone else. I want to explore it." Phil put his hand on her thigh. "I love the way you make me feel, and I want to feel it more."
"I don't know about that. We're friends, isn't that gonna make it awkward?" She shook her head.
"We'll still be friends, but we'll share something more." Phil wanted to be so much more than that, but he would take what he could get. Plus, this would warm her up to the idea of a relationship.
"This is so wrong." Keely argued.
He began to caress her leg, igniting her desire. "How can it be wrong when it feels so right?"
Keely's lips crashed against his in response.
She pulled away from him, while glancing at the clock. "We've got to go to the beach."
Phil tried to kiss her again.
"Now." Keely smacked his shoulder lightly.
Phil glanced at her. Blonde hair was in tangles, her lips red and puffy from his kisses, and her shirt had fallen of her shoulder. God, she looked so sexy. He attempted to bring her in a kiss but she jumped off the bed quickly. He watched her as her hips sway when she walked, her cute butt swaying. She would be the end of him he realized.
"You have to get dressed too." She reminded, once again cheerful.
"If you keep walking like that, we're not going anywhere." His voice was deep and sent shivers down her spine.
Keely slammed the bathroom door behind her, but not before Phil noticed her blush. Grinning, he got off of her bed and walked out the door.
"Phil?"
He turned around and came face-to-face with Kayla.
"What were you doing in her room?" Kayla's voice was hard.
"What do you mean? We just made up is all." Phil smiled brightly.
"More like made-out." She giggled. They had finally gotten together! There was one thing she had to know yet was-
"How she told you?"
Phil looked confused for a second. "How she told me-what?"
"How did she tell you she was in lo-" Kayla stopped for a second. If they were together, then he would obviously know what the answer was. She looked him up and down, he was glowing but clueless. He actually looked, almost, if not for a better word, sexy. She shook her head and walked in to Keely's room.
She would not be one of those girls that would hit on her cousin's man. No matter how alluring the man is.
"It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to, cry if I want to-"
Keely snapped off the radio in order to stop what Kayla believed was singing. "You still have two days until your birthday. Please, just leave that song until then."
Kayla flipped her off in response.
How do you do it
make me feel like I do?
How do you do it?
It's better than I ever knew
Keely grabbed her cell phone and flipped it open as fast as she could.
"Omigod! Is that Phil? I'm like totally in love with him!" Kayla flipped her hair sarcastically.
She ignored her and continued talking to Phil, praying to god he didn't hear her. "Meet us at the beach. Buh-bye." She snapped the phone shut, and glared at Kayla.
"It's not my fault he took to long, I swear he takes longer than me."
"But the end result is worth it." Keely smiled dreamilly.
"Hell yeah."
Her eyes narrowed at Kayla, that was not the response she was looking for. "Do you like him? Omigod! You do! That is so messed up!"
"No I don't." Kayla diverted her eyes.
"Yes, you do. How dare you?" Keely was close to crying.
"Well, it's not my fault." She argued.
"How is it not? How can you justify liking the guy I've been love for like ever? There is no way!" She was hysterical now.
"Well...he's the one who came on to me." If there was thing to say about Kayla, she could always think on her feet. And that was not always a good thing.
Keely's sobs only increased. "Pull over."
Kayla ignored her. She then jerked the wheel towards the shoulder.
"I said pull over."
Kayla obeyed, shocked."Keely, I'm sorry. But it's not my fault-"
Keely slammed the car door and began to walk on the side of the street.
Phil smiled as he heard the familar ringtone and clicked speakerphone. "Hello?"
"Phil?"
It was not Keely.
"Kayla?"
"Yeah, it's me. Something bad has happened. Keely found out about me having a crush on you." Her voice was oddly quiet.
"You have a crush on me?" Phil smiled at the jealous thoughts Keely was probably having now.
"That's not it. I-I told her you hit on me." She stuttered.
"You-WHAT?" Phil slammed on his brakes.
"Then," Kayla was crying now. "She just got out of the car and walked away. I don't know where she went."
"Do you not understand that someone is after her?" He screamed into the phone and punched the steering wheel hard. "Do you not understand that she's in trouble? What the hell is wrong with you?"
Phil pulled a u-turn and pressed hard on the gas pedal.
Keely pushed her bangs out off of her forehead and continued walking.
Her feet ached, and she was more sweaty than she thought possible. But nothing hurt more than the pain in her chest.
"Keely?"
She turned and saw Matt smiling at her. He stopped to let her get in. Keely threw caution to the wind and climbed in. "I've had the worst day of my life. I like this song, it makes me happy."
Matt turned up the radio dangerously loud and sat back.
Keely smiled slightly and turned to watch the passing stores.
His blue eyes turned back to the road.
Please review! Im sorry i took so long! The next chapter will be out by Sunday as an apology!
Constructive criticism please!
O i know where im going with this! And it is a keely/phil fic of course! So have faith! And if you don't like my story or its mature themes...Im sorry but thats how it is! Just don't read it!
