In honor of national kiss day in America...

Dylan's POV

"Shh, be super quiet."

I whisper to DD, who in response nods and snickers at what was about to happen to Alexander. On this glorious weekend, I was currently holding a huge bowl of water over my best friends head and getting ready to dump it on him.

I half heartedly try and convince myself that this wasn't evil and it's just to wake him up but deep down I'm doing it for my entertainment. Besides, he deserves it since I won our little wrestling match yesterday. Hopefully he doesn't get too mad. Alex isn't exactly the one to play about getting woken up out of his sleep.

"3..."

"2.."

"1."

Diane finishes our countdown and I dump the bowl of water on his face. He immediately shoots up from his sleeping position, gasping for air as though a fish out of water. I purse my lips to hold in a laugh while DD does the opposite and bursts into a fit of giggles. I swear it's like she's a kid sometimes. But then again, who am I to talk.

"Dylan.."

Alex growls lowly, using his middle finger and thumb to wipe the purposelessly freezing water from his eyes in order to see. I go quiet as a mouse at the tone of his voice and my 'second mother' clears her throat awkwardly.

"Um, I guess that's my cue to leave."

With that statement, she bolts out the door, shutting it afterwards and leaving me with the now fuming Alex. I give a nervous laugh and slowly walk backwards till I reach the nob of the door. My hand was just about to twist it but it's stopped my Alex's voice.

"Dylan, get your ass over here."

He says in a semi-shout, standing up and shaking his wet hair onto the already damp blanket. I chuckle at the sight making him turn around and give me a death sentencing glare. Instead of cowering in fear at his signature frighting stare like most people did, I smirk smugly at him.

"I hate you Dylan."

Alex walks into the bathroom and slams the door deafeningly behind him, causing the picture frame on the wall to shake. Why is he always such a baby all the time?

"Alex?"

I call out to him from the other side of his bathroom door in attempt to make amends. Nothing but silence comes and I give a frustrated sigh, knocking on the door. It opens and a shirtless Alex walks out, brushing past me and making his way back to his bed. His pajama bottoms looked a little damp but not as much as his shirt. That shit looked like as though it just got pulled out the ocean. I unintentionally laugh out loud at my thoughts.

"What the hell is so funny huh? You sit and disrupt my peaceful slumber for one of your stupid shitty pranks. It's fucking hilarious isn't it?"

"Stop being such a baby, it was about time you got up anyway."

He scoffs in disbelief at my statement of defense, yanking the soaked comforter set from atop his bed. The water had apparently soaked through the sheets and reached the now bare, comfortable, cotton, queen sized mattress.

"You know how I feel about being woken up on weekends D."

I lazily roll my eyes and walk in the direction of the door, tired of hearing his annoying ass voice.

"I'm not done talking, get back here."

He demands when he had notices there wasn't another person standing in front of him. I send him a bird before walking out and slamming his door shut. This was supposed to be a harmless joke that we could all laugh at when it was over and he, being the idiot he is, overreacted which completely ruined it.

I reach the bottom of the stairs and take a seat on the living room couch where DD was watching tv. She turned to me with a smile, getting ready to talk, but it soon dropped after seeing my facial expression. I crossed my arms as she puts a hand on my shoulder, knowingly.

"I'll take it he didn't take our surprise that well?"

"That would be an understatement. Your dumb ass son always has to take things so seriously. He needs to learn to freaking loosen up. Idiot."

I explain frustratedly to her, making hand gestures with my hands as I did so. I tended to do that a lot when I was mad because it feels as though I get my point across better like that.

"Hey, don't talk about him like that. He's your best friend."

Diane points out with a small smile. I frankly didn't give a fuck at the moment.

"Who gives a damn. He can honestly suck my dick."

"I'll have to pass on that one."

A voice interrupts and it belonged to non other than Alex himself. I turn around to face him with a raised brow, wondering when he had got down here. He was leaning against the wooden railing of the stairs, looking at us with a bored expression.

"Nobody asked you."

I retort, fed up with his smart ass comments. He was just about to snap back when Diane cuts him off.

"I honestly like your friends more than both of you two. Stop acting like damn children and grow the hell up. Both of you, go to Alex's room and apologize to each other. Nobody has time for this and I don't want to hear you arguing anymore or you're both grounded."

She commands with an agitated sigh, shutting her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose tightly. We both nod and I grudgingly walk towards the stairs, striding up them behind Alex.

"Look what you did. You made DD mad."

"Me? This is all your fault dumb ass."

He whisper yells back accusingly. I clench my jaw in attempt to not retort at his statement, in fear that Diane might hear and ground us for arguing again after she said not to. I sit on the floor when we reach his room and he sits on the now sheet less mattress.

"I'm sorry for getting mad and over exaggerating. There, happy?"

He asks quickly. I shrug with a frown at his half hearted attempt to make amends.

"No."

"What do you mean no? Apologize so we can get over this shit."

I squint my eyes at him, crossing my arms in dissatisfaction. If I was going to get an apology it was gonna be from the heart.

"If you're going to try and make amends with someone at least do it right. Make it measurably equivalent to a heartfelt remorseful confession."

Alex glares hard at me, a vain forming on his neck that represented how hard he was clenching his jaw. I smile sweetly, finding somewhat joy in triggering and increasing his annoyance rate.

"Are you. . .angry? Mr.Walker?"

I question with a small smirk. His face moderately begins to relax again and he exhales slowly.

"You said you wanted a heartfelt apology?"

"If you don't mind."

He brings his bottom lip between his teeth, contemplating on something before standing up and sitting down in front of me. I hurriedly back away in fear that he'd come down here to start violence.

"Calm down, I'm not about to hurt you. Such a scary cat."

"First off, that's not what I was worried about. I just didn't want to hurt you when I hit back if you decided to be a dick and hit me."

I mutter quietly in disagreement, scooting back to my previous spot that was now in front of Alex. He laughs softly at my obvious lie and I roll my eyes in irritation, bringing my head down a little so it was facing my lap.

"Chill out, I know you could beat anybodies ass if you wanted too."

I keep my head down even after his encouraging words. He places a finger under my chin, lifting it up and obliging me to look him in the eyes. I begin to get nervous at that action, forcing myself to push down the extremely wrong thoughts I knew were soon to be coming. Not again.

"Calm down."

Alex whispers and I visibly relax, becoming less alarmed as my tensed shoulders eventually loosened.

"I'm just. . .giving you a heartfelt apology. Like you asked."

His words held double meaning but he left me no time to think before smashing his lips in to mine, wrapping his hands around my waist and kissing me softly. I got over my dumb founded state exceptionally fast and begin to kiss back. I give up on trying to stop things that are bound to happen.

Alexander's POV

"Gosh I love your lips."

I say aloud, accidentally letting it slip out my mouth once we parted. I couldn't really stop myself from kissing him this time. They we just so, tempting. My denial was finally catching up to me and that was the thing I most feared. But right now, I could honestly care less.

"I- Alex um..dude-"

"Just..be quiet for a moment."

I quickly shush him, not yet ready to hear what he had to say. For a second time, I connect our lips, trying to mend my heart that seemed to be strained at the moment. I lift the bottom of his shirt, rubbing my thumbs over his lower stomach causing him to sigh into the kiss and loosely wrap his arms around my neck.

I take his bottom lip between my teeth and begin to suck on it. That's when a certain noise left Dylan's mouth making me groan internally. We both opened our eyes, mine calm and his full of shock. I immediately got off before I ended up pushed fully onto the floor. He stood up but wobbled, his brain probably still foggy. My head was dizzy as I tried to regain control of my clouded vision.

"What. . .just. . . . .happened?"

He asks once his breathing was back to normal. I roll my eyes, annoyed by the stupid ass question that was just asked.

"What do you think just happened."

I respond in a duh like tone, taking a glance at his now swollen lips making me smirk. That's when he started to freak out.

"Alex, why the hell would you do that!"

He shouts, gripping his hair with both hands and pulling at it. Kissing is a two person effort but I guess he didn't know that.

"I'm sorry I just-"

"My parents would kill me if they found out this happened."

I furrow my eye brows in confusion, a tad bit of guilt forming in me.

"Look, I'm sorry. It's just, I couldn't help myself?"

I stated in more of a question, partly confused as why I actually did that. Did I actually have feelin-. Nope, not about to say that word. His cheeks turn a light shade of pink, making me feel slightly embarrassed for saying that.

"I have to go."

He says quickly, grabbing his phone from my floor before walking towards the door. I urgently grab his wrist before he was able to slip out.

"Dylan, please."

I plea for him to stay, not wanting him to leave just yet. He sighs and removes my hand from his wrist before talking.

"Listen, what happened in here meant nothing. We were just-just caught up in the moment. I felt nothing."

I find myself becoming hurt at the words that just came out his mouth, my heart unwillingly shattering a bit. There was no way he could be telling the truth. Was he?

"You're lying. You don't mean that."

"Yes Alex, I do."

He states firmly, looking back at me with an exceptionally expressionless face.

"Dyl-"

"I think we need to spend some time apart."

My eyes widen and my lips part in disbelief as he rushes down the stairs.

"Dylan! Dylan, please don't do this."

I plea, rushing down the flight of stairs after him. He strides to the door and opens it, looking back at me one last time before slamming it shut. I run my fingers through my hair, tugging at it while letting out hot frustrated tears.

"Why are you such a fuck up Alex!"

I scream at myself, not caring if my mom was in the house or had left. Why did I have to be so stupid? Why did I have kiss him like a fucking idiot?

Why did i have to fall for my best friend?

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