"I knew it, you like Chris. I called it people"

"Shhhh" Molor puts her hand to her mouth indicating that I should shut up, but she has this wide grin on her face.

"Oh sorry" I try my best not to be loud "Just so you know I'm screaming inside. What if he likes you back?"

"Then that would be amazing"

One of my best buddies likes another one of my best buddies. It's like the world is pairing us with our best friends. That's the only logical reason I've come up with. Molor and I sat outside her house, on the patio chairs. It is broad daylight and you can see smiles all around. Especially since Molor is lovestruck, her smile brings a smile to my face. It's been quite awhile since she dated anyone, well she dated this guy named Ethan but that ended when she caught him cheating. Brutal. I feel bad for her because they dated for two years. After they broke up, Molor just didn't trust guys anymore. I don't blame her.

"Are you going to ask him out?" I ask leaning myself up from the patio chair.

"Uh, should I?" She has this worried expression on her face and I can tell why.

"You don't have to worry about the guy ask girl thing. I called Nash my boyfriend before he actually made it official, it's okay for a girl to ask a guy out"

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely positive, go for it!" I try to convince her.

Obviously she needs more convincing "What if he says no?"

"Then he's not worth it. And that only means you're one step closer to finding your prince charming"

"Still not sure" she sighs and sinks back into her chair in defeat.

"Sure about what?" A voice calls from behind us.

Molor and I give each other a 'look' before turning round to see who it is. It's Asher, a.k.a Ash, Molor's fifteen year old brother. He stands there eyeing us, waiting for a response. How are you supposed to tell your fifteen year old brother that you like a guy, let me give you a clue, your not. Asher looks nothing like Molor.

While Molor has jet black hair and dark eyes, Asher has light brown hair and dark eyes almost brown. They look nothing alike. Asher stands there while Molor has this sheepish grin on her face.

Oh this is cringing to watch.

"Um Ash what do you mean?" I'm the first to break the silence.

Molor looks at me giving me an abort conversation signal but I just ignore her.

This has to be fun.

"My sister said something about not being sure" he says in a stubborn tone while folding his arms across his chest.

"Well the thing is" I start off "There's this girl in our school, her name is Kira. And she likes this guy named Chris and she wants to ask him out but..."

"But what?"

"She's scared of the 'girl ask guy thing'. So what do you think?"

Now Ash isn't one of those jerk of a teenage brother. He's actually quite nice. He shoves his hand in his denim jeans and shrugs.

"If Kira really likes the guy then she should ask him out"

"Thanks bro" Molor shouts turning back to her chair.

I smile at Asher before he makes his way out the patio.

"I saved your butt" I smile at Molor.

"I owe you one"

"Yes you do" I alter my position on the chair before continuing "can we go down to your basement to watch some TV"

"Let's do it"

We get up and hasten towards the patio door, we hop inside, Nash and Asher are in the living room playing Halo on Asher's Xbox. Mr and Mrs Kastinova- Molor's parents- are out of the house for today, so they've got the house all to themselves.

"Hey boys" Molor yells to them stepping out of the patio's entrance.

"What?" Nash answers.

"Do you want to go down to the basement to watch full house?"

"Yeah sure" Nash gets up off the couch but looks back down at Asher who continues on with his game "Ash, do you want to come?"

"Nah I'm good"

"C'mon lets go" I pressure Nash and his lazy butt to hurry up, well his cute lazy butt.

"I'm coming don't rush me!"

We make our way downstairs to the basement that's filled up like an arcade. It's got a hockey table, pool table, vending machine, all sorts of random stuff. Near the edge of the stairs had a couch with fairy lights around it, there are no windows round which makes it look like there's no daylight at all. But there's the air conditioner which keeps us breathing obviously.

Molor turns on the TV while Nash sits on the couch, he motions me to sit on his lap.

"Do I have to?" I ask him crossing my arms against my chest. I want to.

"Yes"

"No"

I was expecting him to say something but he grabs me by the waist and pulls me onto his lap. He rounds his hands on my waist and I put mine just above his neck. He beams up at me and I can't help but laugh.

"Aren't I heavy?" I play with his hair.

"You're the lightest thing I've ever carried" he pulls me closer to him so our bodies press on each other "and you've got the best figure, I always tell you this. You could be a model"

"Why thank you"

"Your welcome"

I unexpectedly out of the blue smash my lips against his....well not smash but you get the idea. He kisses me back with force while tugging on my hair. I snake my arm up his back and hug him closer to me. Is it possible to say that his lips taste so good.

"Again guys, you're hurting my virgin eyes" coughs Molor from behind us.

Oh, I completely forgot where we were.

"Hehe" I smile sheepishly.

"Yeah" she takes a seat next to us and Full House comes on "Oh Nash has got some lipstick on him by the way" she turns to us and I blush so hard.

I turn to Nash and he's got some of my faint pink lipstick on him. He smiles and wipes it off a little. I turn back to the TV smiling, Nash entwines his fingers with mine using one hand, and with his free hand he uses it to wrap round my waist. This sends butterflies to rest in belly. We stay like this for the rest of the show, while Molor gives us 'keep it PG' warnings.

Authors note:
Hey guys! Guess what! I go on holiday soon. I'll be able to write a lot more for you guys. WOHOOO!

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