Chapter 69

SOFIA’S POV “Jeno! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” I yelled as i hardly tapped his back in annoyance. He couldn’t walk out in the game just like that. He made a halt and frustratedly faced me. “Tell me, Sofia. What’s the deal with you and Liam?” Jeno slurred pointing to no one. I don’t know why he’s acting like this, like he felt jealous to Liam. No, scratch it. “Why do you care?” I asked. “Are you jealous?” “Pffft... as if!” He waved me off, looking away. “Okay, then it’s none of your business. I’ll just go back to Liam and—“ I turned around and was about to leave when suddenly I felt his hand gripped my wrist, pulling me into his hard chest. My eyes widened when he sandwiched my face in his palms and gently pressed our lips together. I yelped but soon recovered and was immediately kissing him back, arms snaking around his neck. Our tongues lapped against each other as Jeno slapped my ass as a signal to jump and wrap my legs around his hips. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jeno Thompson, my whacked up friend who knew nothing about commitment. The player of the school because he would flirt back and forth, sleep with a girl then sleep with the girl’s best friend the next day. And I was one of his victims, and sad to say, I became the permanent one. If he wouldn’t find anyone to fuck, he’ll go with me. If a girl rejected him, he'll come in my house. And we came to an agreement that we shouldn’t fall in love with each other. No emotions involved, no strings attached. And he had made it clear that we’re not exclusive. In short, we’re just fuck buddies or I must say, friends with benefits. But hell, I didn’t expect this. I thought I was okay with it. I thought I was contented of him going to my house, fuck me and then leave. I had witnessed him on multiple occasions even before we started sleeping together, him having girls around and not once did it bother me. Until one day, I didn’t expect that I’d be upset seeing him with another girl. Why did I suddenly wanted to rip every girl’s eyeballs out and hang it on a tree? Why does my heart felt like it was gonna burst out because of jealousy? I didn’t expect it at all. That one day, I would fall in love with him. Dark curls mused over messily in an undeniably appealing way. Blue eyes that would make any one melt and a rocking body that was hidden by the shirt he always wore that hugged his toned waist and low riding jeans. Dimples that appeared every time he plastered a sexy smile showing his perfect set of white teeth. This was Jeno, my fuck buddy. Before. But now, the man I loved. It was all started a year ago, when our circle of friends decided to hang out in my house by the weekend, watching a horror movie. “Could you please choose another movie? I can’t watch that!” I whined as I shut my eyes and leaned my head back on the couch until I felt someone’s warm arms wrapped around me. I pressed my head onto that chest and inhaled. It was Jeno. I smiled to myself. He was always there to look after me, especially when I was scared. “I’ll protect you,” he whispered. “Thanks, Jeno. But I’m still not watching it.” I told him as I buried my face deeper into his chest. When it was time for bed, I couldn’t sleep. My heart was pounding so hard in my rib cage that it was likely to explode. I was still scared at the movie they had watched because I had sneaked glances at the scary doll in the television earlier and every time I closed my eyes, I could see the doll’s scary face. It was two in the morning when I tiptoed across the hallway looking for someone who would accompany me on my bed. I thought of Uno because he was the most harmless guy in the group but when I took a peek inside the guest room, Kate was sleeping beside him and her arms wrapped around him, so tight that it was impossible for him to escape. I walked past their room and looked for the next one, hoping it was Liam. I knew he’s harmless than Uno, because he’s not into girls. Well, that was what Uno and I concluded when we saw him kissed a guy in the coffee shop. I slowly opened the next door and walked in, but to my dismay, it was Jeno. And he was widely awake still scrolling on his phone. Before I could turn around and walk away, his hands caught my waist and he pulled me, stepping backwards until we stumbled on his bed. “Jeno, what the hell?” I whisper-yelled. “Oh yeah, what the hell are you doing here in my room?” he whispered back into my ear, his hot breath touching my sensitive spot. I shuddered as I yanked his hands away from my waist but he didn’t budge, instead his grip tightened. “Please Jeno, let go of me.” “I will, if you tell me why you’re here?” he mumbled as his hands started to roam my body and I felt hot. Really hot. “I-I couldn’t sleep.” I closed my eyes and arched my back when his lips touched the side of my neck, giving me butterfly kisses, his hands now on my breasts. “Jeno, please…” "Please what?" "We couldn't do this. We're friends." and that made him stop. “You're afraid of the doll?" he asked and I nodded. You want to sleep here beside me?” “C-can I?” “Hmmm…” he hummed. And I turned around to face him, still sitting on his lap. “Kiss me, Jeno.” I told him and he did. And that night, he took my virginity. We continued our relationship as fuck buddies until I woke up one morning and realized that I already love him. I knew I had to hide it, because if he would know, he’d leave me and I couldn’t let that happen. He won’t like me because I wasn’t the head cheerleader, I was the average girl with a weird personality. I wasn’t someone who wore skirts and dresses. I love pants and loose shirts. And I love my beanies. While he loved girls who wore dresses, who put lipsticks and make-ups on their faces. He will never like me, nor love me. And I am contented at what relationship we have, at what we are right now, at how he sees me and for him, I was just his fuck buddy.