It Was A Mistake
Laila Abdul · Ongoing · 101.7k Words
Introduction
Demi and Alex have been best friends for as long as anyone can remember. They know each other’s habits, flaws, and breaking points. What they don’t know is how to undo the night they crossed a line neither of them saw coming.
Drunk, Curious, Complicated.
Demi is hiding who he is. Alex insists he’s straight. And somehow, they keep ending up in each other’s beds anyway.
They call it friends with benefits, why?, because calling it anything else would force them to face the truth. But feelings don’t follow rules, and denial only works until it doesn’t.
Set in the uneasy final stretch of senior year, this is a story about desire, denial, and the terrifying risk of wanting someone who might never want you back the same way.
Chapter 1
Omniscient Narrative
The East Eagle football team had just won against their rival team again.
The team cheered as they all entered the boys locker room.
"Hey” someone called out “Hey Crown" the person repeated again trying to get the attention of the curly headed boy.
"What?" Alexander said as he began removing his soaked clothes.
"You’re going to the after party later?" the person asked as he got closer to the boy.
Alex stopped undressing, for now he was topless and only had his pants.
"Yeah of course, I wouldn't miss it, Joshua will have my head on a platter if I did" Alex
said as he dabbed his friend, the two guys chuckled at the thought of Joshua-who was smaller than Alex- beating him up.
"So that means Carter's gonna be there right" The boy asked, his voice hopeful.
"Yeah Kyle, why are you asking?" Alex asked, a brow raised as he stared at the other male.
"Welllll, a friend of mine, you know Molly right?" Kyle asked as he playfully raised his brows at Alex as if trying to get him to understand what he was saying.
"Yeah I know Molly" Alex said getting involved into the conversation now, his hands in his waist as he's patiently waiting for Kyle to continue, he wanted to see if this was going where he knew it was going.
"Well she's been wanting to hook up with Carter for a few weeks now, but the dude won't budge" Kyle said frustrated, he had let out a groan, his arms shot up in an annoyed manner causing Alex to roll his eyes at his dramatic performance
"Well it's Demi we're talking about, he won't go after you if you're not his taste" Alex shrugged not really into the conversation now. It wasn’t that he didn’t care about setting his best friend up on a date, it’s just that he knew Demi.
"Well what is his ‘Taste’ " Kyle asked, air quoting taste.
"I don't know man, but all I know is that Molly is just wasting her time if she wants to go after Demi" said Alex shrugging at his teammate while he began removing his pants, he needed to shower, he hated the sticky feeling of his sweat and the smell.
"I lowkey think our boy Carter might be Gay" Kyle whispered the gay part, his eyes scanning the room to see if there were any wondering eyes.
"Yo dude, that’s not cool man" Alex frowned at the sentence, it wasn’t that he didn’t want his friend to be gay, it was that he didn’t want his friend being accused of it when he knew the other wasn’t.
"What?!! It's true, I've never seen him with a girl, he has never spoken about a girl and he doesn't look at a girl more than once" Kyle exclaimed frustrated.
"I mean the dude didn't even want to sleep with Molly, Molly of all people, the girl is hot as fuck and you know, a good fuck" Kyle finished smirking at Alex, to which Alex returned with a disgusted look. That was one reason he disliked talking to Kyle, the guy was always off topic and he spoke about women like they were to do list. He was what someone would call a community dick.
"Kyle I would very much like it if you just leave me alone right now and take your complaints to Demi instead" Alex said before walking away, he was now naked and had a towel around his waist, he was going to shower.
"Now what did I say.." Kyle scoffed watching Alex’s retreating back before he decided to walk away.
Unknown to the two, Demilade was in fact standing there listening to their conversation.
'stupid football jocks' he thought.
.
.
.
.
"Look man, I'm not going to drink at the party because i can tell it has been decided that I’m going to be the designated driver for the night, but Alex? that doesn't mean you should drink too much okay?" Demi warned Alex, giving him that look parents give their kids when they know their kids are about to mess up
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever, let's just goooooo Demi" Alex said as he opened the car door.
With a sigh Demi too came down from the car and followed his best friend into the very large house.
"Whose house is this again" Demi asked walking side by side with his best friend.
"Christian" Alex answered nodding his head to the beat of the music as they made it inside the house.
"I'm just going to go get a drink" Demi said making his way to where most of the teenagers were gathered.
"But you said you weren't gonna drink" Alex held his arm before he walked away, he looked at his best friend-who was smiling at him- and looked back to the open bar.
‘God he’s rich’ Alex thought as he looked at other teenagers pour themselves drinks
"It's just a cup, I'm not like you, I don't get drunk that fast, I can actually handle my alcohol" Demi pulled his arm away and walked to the kitchen.
“Excuse me” “excuse me” “excuse me” he said as he made his way through the horny drunk teenagers.
He saw some doing shots, some just drinking beer and talking, some were dancing, some were making out-they were practically about to have sex-.
"Oh well" Alex shrugged as he immediately started grinding on a girl that came up to him.
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