The Best Friend Code

Oh, god, he actually asked.
Louis. The fucking. Tomlinson. Suggested to be my kiss scene partner.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?! Am I dreaming?!
I snap back into reality when I hear him flip the page. He runs a hand through his perfect hair. "Okay, ready?"
"Yup." I nod.

Aaand.. scene.
Tess stares at her trembling hands. as Blake talks gently. "Tell me, Tess." Her hands curl into fists. "Tess." He says urgently. "You need to tell me. Did you kill her?" Tess lifts her chin and stares into his pale eyes but doesn't answer. "Tess!" Blake shouts. "I did. I shot her through the head. I did it." She says strongly and backs down against the wall. Blake has to process what she said a million times. "You killed your own sister. You murdered your sibling - " Blake starts angrily and Tess drops to the floor and sobs. "Tess. Tess I'm sorry. It's just - you -" "I get it, Blake. I'm a monster. I murdered my sibling. I killed Michelle and I'm admitting it." Her wrists turned suddenly pale and she slashed a piece of glass on her wrists. "No!" Blake yells and lifts her up, Tess barely standing. That's when he lifts her chin up and - kisses her.

Oh sweet merciful Neptune.
Louis is kissing me. His lips are firm and soft on my slightly chapped ones. It gives me the impression he's kissed. A lot. Me? Not so much.

He caught me by surprise - one minute I was pretending to slit my wrists. Next minute, Louis fucking Tomlinson's lips are planted on mine.

He pulls back suddenly and gives me a half smile.
"You're a good kisser," He says simply.

How do you English?
I don't even have a reply. Only one in my mind, which is, I liked that kiss. I want another one. It may sound strange but it sounded wronger once I realized I would be violating the Code.

I should have thought about the Code once we ended up on a bean bag caught in a crazy make-out session. Tongue and everything.
Way to early to be kissing like a couple.
I don't even stop to tell him WE'RE VIOLATING THE FRIEND CODE.

Why? I don't need to. I just feel.. happy. Simply put, I'm happy I'm kissing him and feeling his soft lips on mine. I'm happy we're not being awkward about the kiss..
I'm happy I feel his hand smooth back the hair on my forehead. I'm happy when we twist around so now I'm on top of him..


That's when our lips unconnect.


My heart has now marked Louis as 'awkward make out partner.'
This is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too early (sorry for the As.)
"That escalated quickly." He murmurs.
"Why did we do that?"
"Because of a love accident. Oookay.. we'll say there was an extra kiss scene with that involved so we don't basically lie. Are we clear?" He gets up and so do I.
I nod.
"See you Friday." He taps on his shoes and leaves.
I just had a make-out session with my best friend.
Lovely.

Notes

Sorry for the kiss being so early. I just had to. ^-^