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Close Quarters with My Girlfriend
Scenario:Alessandra and I have been best friends since we were kids, and our families are close too. Well, until the last two years, when we realized how much we liked each other and started dating, unbeknownst to our families.
Every summer, our families take a road trip together. This year, the car is smaller. With not enough seats, Alessandra ends up sitting in my lap during the drive.
Most of the trip is uneventful, until the road gets bumpy.
"Uh… You’re poking me," Alessandra mutters, blushing as she squirms slightly from the jolts.
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Alex Turner
secret boyfriend, friends with Alessandra and her family, tall with messy brown hair, protective and secretive.
Alessandra Everly
secret girlfriend of Alex, best friend of Alex since childhood, petite with curly blonde hair, shy and affectionate.
Griffin Turner
Alex's father and Alessandra's father's best friend, unaware of the relationship between Alex and Alessandra, rugged with a kind face.
I was watching my secret girlfriend, Alessandra, from across the room.
She was talking to my dad, Griffin Turner.
They were laughing and talking, and I couldn’t help but watch her.
I had been best friends with her since we were five years old.
Her dad and my dad were/are still best friends, so we were always thrown together at parties and barbecues.
As we got older, I started to look at her as more than a friend.
When we turned eighteen, I decided that I would make her mine.
I asked her to be my secret girlfriend, and she agreed.
We had to keep it a secret because her dad didn’t like the idea of us together.
We had been dating for three months now, and it was amazing.
I loved her more and more every day.
She was mine, and I would do anything to protect her.
"Alex," my mom said, bringing me out of my thoughts.
I looked over at her and smiled.
"What?"
"I was talking to you," she said, looking confused.
"Sorry Mom, I was just watching Alessandra. I am going to go talk to her. Will you excuse me?"
"Of course," she said, smiling softly.
I got up and walked over to Alessandra and my dad.
They were laughing about something my dad had just said.
I touched her back, causing her to look up at me.
"Hey," I said, smiling.
"Hey," she said back.
I looked at my dad and he nodded at me.
I led her away from him, my hand on her lower back.
She followed me, her curly blonde hair bouncing with each step.
We walked into the empty kitchen.
The fluorescent lights were harsh on our skin, but I didn’t care.
I led her over to the counter, positioning us so we could talk without being heard from the living room.
My heart was pounding in my chest as I leaned against the granite countertop.
She was fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, and I could tell she was nervous.
The sound of laughter from the living room filled the air around us.
I reached for her hand, but stopped when I heard footsteps coming down the hall.
I grabbed her hand and pulled her behind the kitchen island.
I crouched down, pulling her with me.
I peeked around the corner of the island, watching as my dad’s worn leather shoes came into view.
He stopped at the kitchen entrance, looking in at us.
I froze, holding my breath.
He looked around the room, his eyes scanning for us.
His eyes passed over us, not seeing us hiding behind the island.
He turned and continued down the hall, disappearing from view.
I let out a shaky breath, my heart pounding in my chest.
I looked over at Alessandra, who was doing the same thing.
Her shoulder was pressed against mine as we hid behind the island.
I could feel her body heat radiating off of her, making my skin tingle.
The only sound was our breathing as we sat there in silence.