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AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Nineteen.
DYLAN. After a lot of thoughts and reluctance. I finally decided to approach Amelia today, I just couldn't stay away. I thought I could, but I can't and it makes me crazy. I was prepared for anything actually. I won't be surprised if she decides to not talk to me, or ignore me while walking off. It'll hurt, but after everything I did to her. I deserved so much and more. So, I'm in front of her Arts class right now. I'm not an artistic person, so I don't have any reason to be in this class, I've been watching her from the entrance of the class for the last thirty minutes. I just stood there, watching her. There was no way I could leave without actually talking to her as my foot were stuck to the ground. Maybe I should check myself out, maybe I was actually tied to her. That's a very weird thought, but I'll take anything that makes sense at this point. Finally, after the whole thirty minutes, the class was finally over. I saw the teacher approaching me and I tried to duck but she
Last Updated : 2025-03-16AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty.
AMELIA. “Is it okay to say that I want you back.” He said sharply. Like he didn't think about it before he said it. I'm shocked and surprised at his outburst. Honestly, I didn't think he would say this to me. Or even say anything about this issue, but here I was. Sitting down and listening to him tell me that he wanted me back. As his friend? Because the phrase he used was mainly used for when two lovers broke up. He wants me back? If I wasn't smart enough, I would have interpreted it into something else. But I was smart, so I wasn't going to act like an idiot. “Look at me Amelia.” He said and I didn't want to. I would melt if I did, I didn't want to. “Amelia, look at me.” He said slowly and softly that I couldn't help but bend to his will. “What do you want from me, Dylan?” I asked him. “I want you.” He repeated and I rolled my eyes, not wanting to hear that term again. “Stop saying you want me, we both know who you want and that we used to be friends. You're not in any pos
Last Updated : 2025-03-18AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty One.
AMELIA. As I lay on my back, my body suddenly jerked upright. My eyes snapped open wide with panic. I was choking. At first, it was just a faint construction to my throat, but within seconds, it tightened into a vice-like grip. My airway was closing, and I couldn't breathe. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy. As if weighed down by an invisible force. My hands flailed wildly, grasping for something—anything to cling to. My face contorted in agony, my skin turning a deep shade of crimson. My eyes bulged, and my mouth opened in a quiet scream. I tried to cough, but it was a weak, ineffective sound. My lungs were burning, desperate for oxygen. My chest heaved, but it was a futile effort. The room began to blur, and my vision tunnelled; I felt myself being pulled down to a suffocating abyss. I could hear noises, but they were all in my head; I imagined it. But the pain was real; I didn't understand what was wrong as I gripped my neck, desperate to breathe. I just wanted to
Last Updated : 2025-03-18AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty Two.
AMELIA. Today was another day. I was in school but couldn't think or do anything properly. My mind was occupied with what happened while I slept. That was the second time that I was choked while trying to sleep. It was a very uncomfortable feeling, and I didn't know what to do. I thought of going to the witch's place the other day, but school practicals came up, and I had to stay late in school. But I planned on going today; I would meet up and talk to her about it. Hopefully, we could find a middle ground. “So, what's up about the party?” Ava asked me. “What party?” I inquired, a bit confused.“Oh my God, I'm not even socially active, but I still know things because I pay attention,” Ava said, rolling her eyes at me, and I just laughed. “Sorry, I've been occupied with stuffs recently,” I explained to her. I couldn't say much because she would think of me differently if I told her. “Yes, I can see that. Do you want to tell me the stuff that is happening with you?” She asked m
Last Updated : 2025-03-19AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty Three.
AMELIA. After telling Ava I'd meet her in her house once I'm done with my errands, I got myself set for the witch’s cave. I could only hope that I didn't regret this; the moment I saw her, I didn't mind kneeling to beg her and plead to let Dylan go and then give me my old body back. I didn't mind having that old body back because Dylan made it known that he liked my thighs; he also made that known by always touching my thighs or squeezing them. So I would be okay if I went back to being the Fatso of the school. I pulled into my parking spot, and after taking a while in the car to perform some breathing exercises, I opened the door and went out. Please let this go well, I muttered to anyone listening in my head, but I could not help the feeling that there was a pending doom, which scared me. I stopped thinking about it as I walked into the cave; I was not enamored by how the cave was right now, though it added to my fears, and I was bothered about other things. Other things like
Last Updated : 2025-03-19AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty Four.
AMELIA My eyes stared back at the crowd in shock; I was too embarrassed to move, my brain lagging behind to process what was happening. A roaring laugh echoed in the hall, they were all laughing at me. My eyes met Dylan's. He was too stunned to react. "Amelia, you should fix your dress." The principal said with a soft tone, reality finally hit me. My hands rushed to cover my bosoms and I ran away from the stares and laugh of mockery. As I ran past Valerie I heard her snicker. "Your fat ass ruined a perfect dress." That was enough; I could not bear it. I didn't know where I was heading but I needed to leave. Tears continued running down my eyes, my sobs were caught in my throat. My heart tightened, making it difficult to breathe. I was fat so running and crying was too much stress on my heart. Valerie did this, what did I ever do to deserve such hatred? I never came in her way and always did my best to avoid her but she always finds a way to make my life a living hell.
Last Updated : 2025-03-19AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty Five.
AMELIA. We finally arrived at the party; music blared through the speakers, and drunk teenagers were everywhere. We were still inside the car, and both of us took our time as we looked and observed everything going on. I could see teenagers making out with each other on the porch of the house, tongue and everything. Almost naked, gosh. Teenagers’ parties were always like this; I wondered what the inside looked like. I looked at Ava, and her eyes met mine simultaneously. She had the same look on her face. “Are you sure this was not a mistake?” I asked her, and she smiled, but the smile wasn't genuine as she looked back at the party. “Come on, I'm sure we were not expecting anything less than this. After all, it's a teenager’s party. So let's just keep our heads in the game.” She said, and she applied her lip gloss again through the rearview mirror. “Come on, we can do this.” She said and pumped her hand in the air. “Okay, I'm sure we can,” I said as we exited the car. It was D
Last Updated : 2025-03-20AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Twenty Six.
AMELIA. “You look so fucking good right now, Amelia.” He whispered in my ears and I immediately felt goosebumps go down my spine. I wanted to peel his hands off me, because people were looking. And we seemed to be in a very intimate position right now to the outside world. But I couldn't bring myself to do it, in fact, I was scared that he would take his hands off. As if he could read my thoughts, he pulled me closer to him and I rolled my eyes, stopping myself from moaning as I felt the hard budge that was against my butt. Fuck. “Dylan. H..hey.” I stammered. Why the fuck did I stammer again? What was wrong with me? I should be able to at least release a coherent sentence. But nothing was forming, the most annoying thing was that only thing I could focus on was his breathing. I wanted his mouth to come closer to my neck, and lick on that spot that he knows so well. Yeah, we have never had anything that was relating to sex, or even make out, but he knew places where I liked to b
Last Updated : 2025-03-22
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AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Sixty Two.
DYLAN. I was wrecked. I came to the family bar that we owned, it didn't look good, I know. The golden son, drinking in daylight, it fucked with me and it's not something I would normally do, but it's Amelia. She fucks with me in the most impossible ways. She just has that ability, to make me the most miserable and also the most happiest man on this earth. But nobody except the workers would know what was going on, I told them not to let anyone come in, I needed to keep the embarrassment on a tight leash as much as I could. If my parents found out about what I was doing right now, they would kill me. I sighed as I downed another vodka. “More.” I said and the bar mistress didn't think too much about it, she did as I asked and that's how I've been spending my afternoon, getting drunk and high on the thought that Amelia still hated me for what I did that time. For her to say that thing, it hurt and scared me. Maybe Rowan was the opposite of me, someone that had courage to do what I
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Sixty One.
AMELIA. I kept on looking at her like I was starstruck. I couldn't figure out why. All I knew was that I was scared. Deep down, I knew that Dylan wouldn't leave me but anything could happen and he could decide that he didn't want me again, I wondered if I should tell Ava.“I'm fine.” I told her and she shot daggers at me. “Don't make me ask again, Amelia. Spill it.”“I really am okay.” I said and she sighed. “Do I look like a fool to you? Ever since we got back from the second break, you've been acting so weird and spacing out, and Dylan is nowhere to be found. It doesn't take rocket science to know that you and Dylan fought, he's probably the one that fucked up, and you're trying to protect him, so spill,” She said and I shook my head. “No, no, no, no. He didn't do anything, it was all me. I fucked up and I hurt him.” I told her and she frowned. “What do you mean?” Ava asked me and I sighed. “While you were out for the second break, I went under the elm tree behind the gym and
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Sixty.
AMELIA. I've been awfully quiet. After the encounter I had with Dylan earlier, I've been in a terrible mood. The moment Dylan walked out, I started looking for him everywhere, but he was no where to be found. I really hurt him and I knew that, I didn't mean for it to happen that way. Today was the presentation we had in Mrs Williams class and I couldn't focus, first of all, one of my group members were missing and I was supposed to give the presentation, but I wasn't even in the right state of mind for that. I was so distracted.I kept hitting my pen slightly against my book, thinking of the different ways that I could apologise to Dylan. I knew for sure that he was too obsessed with me to leave me alone just like that, but at the same time I didn't like that he was vexed. So I had to do something very fast. I felt a nudge at my side and I looked at Ava and she tilted her head to the front, a sign telling me to look at something. Then I looked at the front of the class, Mrs Willi
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. chapter Fifty Nine.
AMELIA. Dylan walked away. We’d been fine all day–better than fine, actually. He'd walked me to history class, brought me a hot chocolate during lunch, even brushed his fingers against mine in that accidental not-accidental way. He always did when he was trying to tell me he cared but didn't know how to say it. I was confident that I knew Dylan to a point now, I knew that he wasn't all that good when it came to communicating openly, but he made his intentions clear through his actions which I appreciated a lot. And then, he saw Rowan. Or maybe it was the way Rowan saw me. I didn't expect him to show up under the elm tree again, he made it his mission to always find me under this tree. It was like he knew that this was my safe space and he was taking advantage of it, but I find all of it innocent. He was just trying to be nice, or maybe he was trying to get closer to me, regardless of all these things that I think, mainly because Ava planted them in my mind, I still think he's a
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fifty Eight.
AMELIA. It all started with a knock. Nope, scratch that.It all started with him saving me from Valerie and her minions. And ever since then, Rowan has been a constant part of my life, at least he has tried to be. I was sitting alone beneath the old elm tree behind the gymnasium, my knees tucked to my chest, the pages of my sketchbook fluttering in the breeze. I hadn't drawn a thing. The pencil dangled between my fingers like a forgotten weapon. I couldn't get my thoughts straight–ever sinve I made that deal with Alura, my life had been a pendulum swinging wildly between excitement and despair. I didn't hear Rowan approach, but I felt him. He had this particular atmosphere to him that I couldn't decipher. It was nothing like that of Dylan. Dylan would always be special. “Mind if I sit?” He asked, his voice smooth like running water, a little too calm, a little too perfect. I looked up and blinked at him momentarily, caught off guard by the way the sunlight hit his eyes. Haze
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fifty Seven
AMELIA. “Yes,” I hissed, tipping my head to give him even more surface area to bite. My legs convulsed around him as he continued to beat into me. His cock played my wet pussy like a drum, pounding over and over in a delicious rhythm that had me vibrating and emitting sounds I’d never heard before. Just as a third, seemingly impossible, orgasm was about to claim me Dylan nipped my earlobe and said, “Love the feel of your tight, hot pussy all around me. Gonna fucking live between these thighs, gonna make you give it up to me all the time. Claim you in your bed before school then make you teach in the group without any panties, watch my cum leak out of you while you talk about Eve’s fall from Eden.” My breath hitched as I wavered on the edge of my climax. “Yeah, you like that, Lia? Thinking of my cum trickling down your thighs, knowing how hard it would make me to look up under one of your skirts as I did the homework you assigned in the group?” So Mrs Williams paired us into grou
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fifty Six.
AMELIA. His hands shifted down my neck, his thumbs at my chin to tip it up gently. “What the fuck happened there, babe? I’m getting’ the hottest damn blowjob I’ve ever got in my life and then my girl freaks. I need to know what I did so I don’t do it again, yeah?” “You didn’t do anything,” I murmured, because I couldn’t stand him thinking it was him who had done something wrong. I was the one who had turned to a class-A slut. “Amelia,” he growled. “You don’t answer me, you won’t like what you get.” My gaze snapped up to him, his threat sparking something inside me. “I didn’t want anything from you. You’re the one who made me do this so don’t be angry with me for acting like, like that.”“What the fuck are you talking about?” “Don’t blame me for acting like a whore!” His face solidified then collapsed as if I’d taken a hammer to it. Swiftly, before I could even squeak, he was lifting me off the floor and into his arms. Automatically, I wrapped my limbs around him to hold on as
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fifty five.
AMELIA. It's been weeks that Dylan touched me and it has been driving me crazy. I wanted him to touch me the way he used to, but he made it clear that if I didn't recover, he wasn't going to. Right now we just finished having dinner, my mother was not around but she knew that Dylan was with me right now. We stood by the sink as we stared at each other. There was too much heat in our body that it felt like we were about to explode. I swallowed drily as he wrapped his fingers around the ridged length trapped against his thigh beneath the unforgiving denim.Slowly, deliberately, he tugged himself upwards so that the swollen purple tip of his cock appeared above the waistband, the head wet with precum that I wanted badly to paint across my panting mouth, lick off with my eager tongue. I licked my lips, lost to the fantasy. My gaze clung to his groin but I knew he watched me, knew his eyes would be bright with desires and longing. He played me perfectly, manipulating me with his beaut
AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend. Chapter Fifty Four
DYLAN. The scariest part about love is not the vulnerability it demands–its the fact that you could lose them, and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. I've never known fear until I almost lost her. Not like that. Not in a hospital bed, surrounded by the faint beeping of machines that sounded like death knocking than medicine healing. I could still hear the rhythm of it in my sleep– those irritating, godforsaken beeps, cold white lights overheard, the sterile smell of antiseptic that clung to my clothes after I left. I didn't leave much, though. Not really. I camped in that waiting room like my life depended on it. Because in a way, it did. Amelia wasn't just a girl I liked. She was the axis my whole damn universe rotated on. And when she was unconscious, pale barely breathing, my world tilted. Nothing made sense. The jokes weren't funny. Music didn't sound right. Food tastes like ash. The weight of not knowing if she'd wake up crushed me in a slow, unrelenting waves. I
