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   Chapter 15 Chapter Fifteen

The Best Friend's Contract By athrhteera Characters: 18817

Updated: 2019-01-28 12:04


''Can you give me a hand?'' I ask, putting stacks of books into the empty box in front of me; not wanting to leave the apartment without having them near my side—reading is one of the things that I can never stop doing, no matter how convincing someone might be to stop me.

Aidan walks towards my direction before stopping near me, leaving me to look up at him and see that he's currently giving me a mannequin's hand which causes me to flinch. He leans his head back into laughters, enjoying my reaction as I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, not expecting him to?literally?give me a hand.

''Where the?hell?did you get that?'' I immediately ask as he continues to laugh, making me try my best not to join him.

''Kenna, years of knowing you. . . never thought you were a creep. I found it in the store room and I don't even know why you have it, '' He replies, taking a closer look at the plastic hand before poking my back with it—making me lean my body forward and away from him.

''Give me that, '' I say as I try to take it away from him but he starts to lift it up, away from my reach due to our heights. ''Very funny. Ha ha ha, now give it to me.''

It's no doubt that Aidan is enjoying this far more than I do as I start to jump up and down to reach the mannequin's hand but fail miserably, seeing that he's actually putting it up high. No matter how much effort I put into grabbing the plastic hand, he'll just continue to lift it higher and higher until I give up.

''If you want it, come take it.'' He winks, making a run towards the kitchen.

Within seconds, I am already running after him without caring if we end up making a mess in the process because both of us seem to be finding this as an amusement, laughing and running after one another even though the main reason coming to my apartment, in the first place was to pack my clothes and necessities.

''Aidan, I'm not psychically fit!'' I exclaim.

He continues to chuckle as we both circle around the kitchen island, trying my best to grab onto his arm but he manages to slide away. Both of his eyes are gazing directly at me, his lips curving up into a wide grin while his right hand is holding onto the mannequin's hand up high in the sky—definitely out of my reach.

''Blame yourself for that, '' He replies. ''You should've agreed to me when I invited you to jog around the block, at least once a week but no. . . you insisted on going to work. God knows how much calories you could've burned if you had accept, '' He adds, finding this as an amusement.

Just as I'm about to say something, I suddenly remember that he does have a weakness. His weakness is something I've learned years ago when we were teasing each other and by far, I'm the only one who knows about it; not even Dimitri knows about it. The only reason why he insisted on not letting anyone know and never letting his guard down is because he's embarrassed of anyone ever finding out.

It's simple. He's ticklish.

''Fine. . . you can have the plastic hand. I don't want it anymore, '' I cross my arms before locking my gaze with his—letting him furrow his eyebrows, not expecting me to give up easily.

My reflexes react quickly as I run towards him, tickling the side of his waist which causes him to lose his balance and fall down onto the ground but pulling me with him. My grip on his waist tightens, preparing myself for the fall as he let go of the mannequin's hand in order to wrap his arms around my waist—not letting my body receive the impact.

With a loud thud, we both fall onto the ground. He groans as he was the one who had received the impact while I landed on top of him—making myself stare down onto his face. Our faces are only inches apart. . . somehow very close and could lead into something more but all we do is just stare at one another, deeply into each other's eyes.

Both of my hands are placed onto his chest but I make no further movement to lift myself up from his body and he makes no sign on trying to push me away.

To my surprise, his right hand goes away from my waist and up to my face, slowly tucking a strand of hair behind my ear before glancing down at my lips. We are both frozen at our spot, just waiting for something to happen and we both know, it's something we doubt.

I don't know what the?hell?is going on in my mind nor his. It's as if we can't even move away and just stay still which is pretty crazy. Never would I be frozen at my spot when my best friend is trying to kiss me or lean forward and do things I've never imagined but for some reason, I can't move away. I can't stop him, either.

The truth is, he's my best friend. I can just push him away or slap his face and pretend it was a sudden gesture but here I am, staring into his eyes and glancing his lips, only waiting and provoking him to continue whatever he has in his mind.

All of a sudden, the doorbell starts to ring which causes us to blink away from the trance. I immediately lift my body up and away from his as he clears his throat, trying to make the surrounding less awkward.

''I'll get the door, '' We both say at the same time, quickly breaking the eye contact afterwards.

''Uh, I'll just. . . place the hand where it came from, '' He says, standing up and walking towards the back without paying a second glance—leaving me letting out a deep sigh, not really expecting ourselves to ever feel this way. The discomfort.

Without further ado, I gaze at myself in the mirror to fix my hair before heading towards the door. My eyes roll towards the back at the sight of my other best friend, Dimitri. He has a wide sm

at happened at the hospital, I'd thought that would be our last encounter but here he is. . . which leaves me slightly wondering of the reason why.

''Dimitri? The one you've been telling me about but I didn't get the chance to meet him. That. . . Dimitri?'' He asks, raising an eyebrow.

While I was in a relationship with Noah, I told him basically everything but he has only met Aidan. It doesn't matter how many times I've told him about Dimitri but he has never got the right chance to see him until now.

''The one and only, '' I mutter.

His light eyes are still staring into mine as his lips curve up into a small smile before looking around at our surroundings. The amount of people passing through here is just insane, it really doesn't matter if it's during the day or night. . . people are just always passing around. I guess there are a lot of people who lives in this block.

''I came because I wanted to talk to you, '' He starts to speak. ''I'm sorry about how I left off at the hospital—I couldn't stop thinking about how I was treating you. I mean, I have no right to be upset or mad at you for finding the one, '' He adds, slowly.

''I watched the news and I saw that you had gotten married to Aidan. I didn't really say I had expected that but I'm not fully surprised. You and Aidan were always close and of course, feelings would come forward. I just hope that he wasn't the reason of our breakup?'' He asks.

I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, ''No. You know exactly why we broke up and he was not the reason. Aidan and I. . . we realised about our feelings a little bit too late, '' I reply.

The look on his face shows a slight amount of relief as he smiles, showing off his dimples. It would be a lie if I said that I've never missed him because I had, months after our breakup but I was the one who made the decision and my decision was very clear. There would never be anything between Noah and I, anymore. We both understood that.

''Congratulations, '' He breathes out. ''I'm happy for you, Kenna. I'm glad that you've found someone to take good care of you and would understand you more than I ever did. You deserve him, the right man for you who would always be there for you, no matter what or how. All I ever wanted is for you to be happy and this proves a lot, '' He continues to talk.

''I want you to be happy, too. You know that, right?'' I assure him.

Even though we're no longer a couple, it's never wrong to want each other to receive a happy life. A happy ending. It may seem as if I've found my source of happiness which is my best friend, Aidan but little does he know that this is all just a lie—a year long lie.

''Yes, more than anything. So, thank you for all of the memories and the good things that we've been through because it means a lot to me. I hope that you will cherish them, too.'' He stays still at his spot as he shoves both of his hands in his jeans' pockets.

Within seconds, I've already pulled him in for a hug. He wraps his arms around my waist to pull me close and for some reason, this feels like the right way to part our ways. We might see each other in the future because New York is never too big but for now, we're going on our separate ways with different people—this is how we should've ended our relationship.

''Goodbye, Noah.'' I say with a smile after pulling away.

He turns to look at the door in which I follow his gaze, seeing Aidan standing there with a small smile on his face as he eyes us both.

''Goodbye, Kenna.'' Noah says before waving his hand at Aidan who replies back the gesture before turning to look at me, who has turned to look back at him.

We both stare at each other for a few seconds, only to see him going back inside.

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