Ex-Girlfriends + One House = Emotions

What was I thinking?!

Inviting Charlotte to stay with me, in the same house!

I'm getting weaker and weaker by the minute.

She only arrived five hours ago but I've been locked in my room ever since she got here.

If I go out there and see her, I will not be responsible for my actions.

It's currently nine at night so my mom will be home any minute.

My stomach grumbles for the tenth time within five minutes.

Okay, you know what?!

I'm just going to get a quick meal.

I throw an oversized flannel over my pajamas, which consists of a tank top and boy shorts. The flannel stops at my upper thigh, a little below my underwear, which is good enough for me.

I slowly open my door and peak around the corner only to see that her door is shut and there seems to be no sound coming from it.

Maybe she fell asleep early.

I quietly tiptoe out of my room and down the stairs. I walk into the kitchen and let out a breath of relief when I don't spot her in there.

I open the fridge and groan when I realize that the leftover lasagna is on the bottom shelf. I bend over and grab the plate with the food on it.

I close the refrigerator and walk over to the microwave. I press the 'reheat' button before turning around and nearly having a heart attack.

Charlotte is leaning against the counter with crossed arms as she smirks at me.

I look at her eyes and notice that they look brighter.

"You almost gave me a heart attack" I say as I try to steady my breathing

"Aren't you glad I didn't?" She teases which makes me roll my eyes as I smile

"Do you want something to eat? I can make you something" I offer since she's a guest and it seems like the right thing to do

"Do you have any snacks?" She questions

I turn around and bend down so that I could access my snack cabinet. I open the cabinet only to realize that there's just a pack of double stuffed Oreos and a big bag of gummy bears present.

I stand up straight and turn around only to witness that she's closer to me.

My breath hitches when I notice that she's blatantly checking me out with hooded eyes.

"W-we- um- t-there's gummy bears and o-Oreos" I stutter as she slowly backs me up against the counter

My throat suddenly becomes dry and my body tenses up as she lightly grazes her fingertips along my clothed hip.

I look up into her eyes and we just stare at each other, our eyes saying everything that our mouths can't.

Dear lord, I'm sorry for what is about to happen.

We both jump at each other with the same amount of eagerness and want.

Our lips connect in a fiery combination of passion and need as her hands grip my hips to hold me against the counter.

I stand on my tiptoes as my hands grip her shirt with an iron grip.

I'm probably ruining her shirt but she doesn't seem to care.

I start to get desperate as the wetness between my legs gets more prominent. I quickly move my hands from her shirt to her cheeks.

She takes me by surprise by lifting me up and placing me on the cold countertop. I gasp into the kiss as my overheated body shivers from the chill my thighs receive.

I move my hands up to tangle my fingers in her hair just as she slides her warm hands up my thighs and under my flannel.

I feel her play with the waistband of my boy shorts which makes me shiver in delight.

I'm about to grant her access to do whatever she wants when I hear the front door open which causes the wind to get knocked out of me.

Shit, Shit, Shit.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.

What am I doing?!

This is my ex girlfriend, my best friend.

Shit, stupid hormones.

I push her away with a foggy mind and rapid breathing.

Do I regret basically dry humping her? Definitely not.

Do I want to do it again? Yep.

But maybe I should wait until I'm stable enough to not fuck her every time I see her.

I see Charlotte try to catch her footing as she holds her head and stares at the the floor with a dazed expression.

I look over to the microwave only to notice that it says 'finished'.

When did it finish?

"Aspen and Charlotte?" My mom asks in a confused tone as she looks between us

She suddenly has a knowing look and chuckles at us.

"You girls are unbelievable" she says and shakes her head before leaving the kitchen

"Make sure you clean up after yourselves" she yells over her shoulder as she climbs the stairs which makes me blush

Oh god.

This is bad.

"I- um- goodnight" I say quickly before hopping off the counter and scurrying off to my bedroom.

As soon as I close my door I pace the floor.

Shit, this is bad.

This is very, very bad.

This is going to ruin everything.

She probably hates me right now.

I stop pacing when I suddenly hear a knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in" I say

I see my doorknob turn before my door is moving to the side to reveal a nervous looking Charlotte holding a plate of lasagna.

"Hey- um- you left this in the microwave" she says and gestures to the plate in her hand

I look at the large piece of lasagna and remember her saying that she was hungry.

"Do you want to split it?" I ask her

"Only if it's okay with you" she says

"Please, I wouldn't be able to finish this by myself" I say with a lighthearted laugh which makes her smile

She closes the door behind her and I lead her towards my bed. We sit down against my pillows and place the plate of lasagna in between us.

We quietly eat the lasagna and watch a movie.

I don't know how much time passed but I somehow fell asleep with my head in Charlotte's neck as her arms were wrapped tightly around me.

-

I wake up feeling refreshed and energized.

I notice that Charlotte isn't in my room which is a mood dampener.

I grab my phone, as it lights up I see that I have a text from Kayden.

He asks if Charlotte and I want to go with him to an arcade.

I scrunch my eyebrows together before getting out of bed and walking out of my room. I stop outside of the guest room before knocking on the door.

"Who is it?" She asks from the other side of the door

"Aspen" I say awkwardly

I hear her walk towards the door and open it only to have the air knocked out of me.

Oh my fucking goodness.

Sweet baby Jesus.

Holy hell.

Her long blonde hair is damp and hanging freely.

She's gripping the top of the white towel that's covering her bits and pieces from my eager, wandering eyes.

Her cleavage is prominent and making itself known.

As my eyes stray further down I realize that the towel is a little small on her. It stops at the top of her thighs.

Fuck, she's making it really hard not to jump her bones.

She squats down so that we're the same height and uses her pointer finger to lift my head.

"My eyes are up here, princess" She teases with a smirk

Two can play that game.

"If we had time I'd fucked you so hard you'd forget how to walk" I declare with a confident tone which causes her to give me an amused tone

"Funny, I distinctively remember doing that to you" she says which makes my cheeks redden

"You barely did anything, my legs were in an uncomfortable position" I lie through my teeth

She stands back up to her full height which leaves her towering over me.

"Then why did you nearly strangle me with your thighs as you came five times, oops I meant twenty" She says smugly

I feel my face immediately heat up as my eyes widen.

"I did not cum twenty times" I says as I cross my arms in defeat

"Yeah, it was twenty five times" She says with the same smirk that proves that she won this

"Whatever, that's not what I came here to talk about" I say with an eye roll since I'm obviously not going to win this argument

"Kayden wants to know if you want to go to the arcade with him" I say

"Will you be there?" She asks as she adjusts her towel

Don't look.

Don't look.

Self control.

"Yes" I say breathlessly since my self control is fading faster the longer I stand her

"Then I'll be there" she says with a smile before gently shutting the door

I walk back to my room with a heavy sigh.

This can't keep happening.

I need to find a way to not get turned on as soon as she smirks.

-

"Finally" I say as I find an outfit that I like

I chose a black halter top and threw a light pink jacket over it. I paired that with black skinny jeans that have a rip on the knees and white low top converse.

Last minute I chose to add a black dad cap on top of my wavy brown hair.

When I'm done getting dressed I walk out of my room and down the stairs.

As I enter the kitchen I see a note stuck on the refrigerator door.

I gravitate towards the note and read it.

'Dear Aspen,

Wash the dishes before leaving the house or you're grounded.

P.s. there's fresh fruit in the fridge, you're welcome. -Mom'

I roll my eyes at her note and walk over the sink only to gape.

Is she serious right now?!

There's only one dish in there!

I groan in irritation just as Charlotte walks into the kitchen with a laugh.

"What did I do?" She asks as she holds her hands up in surrender

She's wearing a grey cropped tank top which is covered by a red and black flannel. She paired that with ripped black skinny jeans and adidas superstars.

"Nothing that I know of" I say before I walk over to the sink and start to wash the dish

"Can you take a bowl of fruit out of the fridge?" I ask her as I start to scrub the plate

She doesn't say anything as she abides by my request and opens the fridge. I hear the fridge close as I finish washing the plate and put it in the drying rack.

I turn around and see Charlotte throw a grape up and try to catch it with her mouth only for the grape to hit her in the eye.

I laugh out loud at her failed attempt at doing a simple trick.

"Like you can do any better" She teases with a smirk

"I can" I say as I grab a grape and take a deep breath before focusing and throwing it up. I take a single step back and expertly catch the grape in my mouth

I look at Charlotte only to see her mouth hanging open in shock.

She's about to say something but gets interrupted by a loud honk in my driveway.

That must be Kayden.

Charlotte places the bowl of fruit back in the refrigerator before we walk out the door towards Kayden's car.