Best Friends and True Love
I Slept With Winry?!!!
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Wow, it's been a long time since I updated this story on this site. I'll be changing that now. I'll be sure to post the rest of this story and even some of my others if anybody's interested. Anyway, I really like this chapter and I hope you like it, too!
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I'd never liked Russell Tringham. He'd gone to the same middle school as me and Winry and he'd thought it would be funny to call me short. Nobody calls me short and gets away with it!
I wasn't short, he was just freakishly tall at the time. He towered over most of the guys in the school, I swear he did.
I knew exactly why he enjoyed calling me short. It was because I was always with Winry and he had a crush on her. It was painfully obvious that he did to everybody. The thing was that Winry's so blind that she's never caught on.
That's exactly the problem with us. I love her and she has no clue. I knew that Winry had seen me glaring at Russell a few times she'd been talking to him and I was thankful that she never questioned me about it.
What was I supposed to tell her if she did? 'Oh, I'm glaring because I'm in love with you and I'm jealous that you're standing there talking to another guy?'
There was no way I'm was going to tell her that!
I was only hostile towards Russell whenever Winry was involved and, of course, in gym class. Winry was always in there watching us so I couldn't let him beat me, could I?
So of course I beat him in basketball.
Plus, I had the satisfaction of being tall now so he couldn't call me short.
Nobody could call me shorty, pipsqueak, micro sized, half pint, or shrimp anymore, Winry included.
We were in my room sitting on my bed playing a video game. Her character was beating mine to a bloody pulp so I bumped her arm to distract her and give myself an advantage.
"Hey, no fair. That's cheating!" she said as she bumped me back.
I won the game and she picked up my pillow and hit me, seeking revenge.
"Is that all you've got?" I asked as I picked up a pillow and hit her back.
"Take that!" Winry said as she smacked me upside my head, hard.
My pillow struck her in the stomach while her next blow landed directly on top of my head.
She jumped off of my bed and ran across the room, holding up the pillow as if she were about to slice me with a sword.
I chased after her and she ran away, laughing the entire time.
I caught up with her and wrapped my arm around her waist, but she slipped out of my grasp easily and turned around and hit me again.
I managed to land a blow to the top of her head and then a couple more.
She laughed as she hit me again. Me, being tired of getting hit, used my pillow to knock her pillow out of her hands.
She squealed as I tackled her onto the bed. I began to tickle her. If there was one thing that I knew would make Winry give up, it would definitely be tickle torture.
"Stop Ed, stop!" she laughed as I tickled her sides.
"Not until you say please," I told her calmly as I continued the torture.
She was holding up better than usual. Usually she would've cracked under the pressure.
"Never," she said between laughs.
I couldn't reach her feet and if I went to tickle those, chances were that she would kick the living daylights out of me.
"Come on, just give up," I told her. She was laughing so hard that she could hardly breathe.
Suddenly she stopped laughing, as if she'd just realized something for the first time.
I stopped tickling her and then I finally realized what was wrong.
There she was laying on my bed and there I was laying right on top of her.
One of my legs was pinning one of hers while my right hand was holding me up next to her head. My left hand, however, was resting on her bare stomach since I'd ended up pushing her shirt up slightly while I was tickling her.
My mind told me to get up as fast as I could, to put some distance between us before I did something stupid, like kiss her.
My body, however, had other ideas. Before I could think about it, before I could stop myself, I brought my lips down over hers.
They were soft, warm, and inviting. I'd wanted to kiss her for so long, had needed to, and I finally had my chance.
What shocked me was the fact that she didn't try to stop me, that fact that she'd definitely returned the kiss the moment my lips touched hers.
Her fingers sank into my hair as I unconsciously pushed her shirt up more, touching her bare skin, savoring the feel of it.
I'd never felt this way before as I explored her mouth, felt her skin brush against mine. It was all perfect until…until…until I heard a very annoying beeping sound in the back of my mind.
I tried to ignore it, but it just kept getting louder and louder. I opened my eyes and looked over at my alarm clock.
I smashed the button down and the annoying sound stopped. So it'd all been a dream? It was a damn dream?
What had happened? I faintly remembered getting beaten by Winry at the video game. After that we'd been watching a movie, some stupid chick flick.
That must've been when I fell asleep. That would explain why my TV was on and why I saw nothing on the screen but fuzz.
Apparently she must've fallen asleep, too, since her head was against my chest and my arm was wrapped around her.
Holding her there felt so good, so perfect, but I knew that we both had to wake up and go to school. I also knew that she definitely had to leave and sneak up to her room before her parents found out she'd stayed with me, at my house, in my bed all night.
Sure, we were best friends, but when a guy and a girl are alone in his room in his bed all night, people usually think it was anything but innocent.
Her breathing was so steady, so even. She looked so peaceful that I hated the idea of waking her up. Plus there was the fact that I didn't wake up every morning with her sleeping against me peacefully like that.
But in the end, the fact that there might be big trouble if somebody found us in there like that and if her parents went to her room and found her missing made me sit up.
"Winry," I said reluctantly as I shook her. "Winry, wake up."
She groaned slightly and I continued to shake her.
"Stop mom…I don't want to go to school…" she mumbled as she began to wake up.
"Winry!" I said a little louder this time.
Her eyes shot open and she looked up at me.
"Ed? Oh my gosh, did I fall asleep?"
"Yep," I said as I nodded.
"What time is it?"
I pointed at my alarm clock. She gasped and got up so fast that I could see a trail of dust!
"Oh no! I'm gonna be is so much trouble! What do I do? What do I do? What do I do??!!!!!!!" she panicked.
"Shh!" I said as I put my hand over her mouth. "First of all, you should be quiet! What of my parents come up here and find out? Or worse, what if Al comes in? He'd never let me hear the end of it!"
She nodded. I pulled my hand back and sat down on the edge of my bed. She sat down beside me.
"First of all," I said as I looked at her. "We have to figure out how to get you out of here. Al should be awake already and chances are that he'll come out of his room. My mom should be up making breakfast so she might see you. And my dad….oh no! Not my dad!"
The conversation he'd had with his father before echoed in his head. He shook his head to clear his mind of the embarrassing words.
"I could climb out of your window…And then I could climb up the tree in front of my room and get in through my window…" she said. "Are rooms are right next to each other."
I shook my head. "No, that wouldn't work. What if a neighbor were to look outside and see you climbing out of my window or if somebody drove by in a car?"
She sighed. "Then what do you suggest we do?"
I sat there for a couple of minutes before I came up with the best idea I could think of.
"I got it. It'll be dangerous, but we have to take the risk," I said, making it sound as if it were a life or death mission.
"So what's your bright idea?" she asked impatiently.
"Al may see you and my parents may see you, but if we're careful enough I may be able to sneak you out through the back door. From there, you run to the back of your house and use that tree to get into the utility room window."
"It's brilliant!" she said as she clapped her hands together.
I opened my door as quietly as I could and looked out into the hallway. Al was definitely awake, but luckily, I heard water so he was probably in the shower.
My mom was most likely in the kitchen and my dad might've been in the living room, so the second floor was free of danger.
"Come on," I whispered as I hurried her out of my door and closed it quietly behind her.
We walked silently down the hallway and made it to the staircase. I still didn't see any sign of anybody, but I was still cautious so I went down the stairs first.
"Oh crap!" I whispered as I saw my mom nearby. My dad would probably make some embarrassing remark. If my mom found us, however, she'd be furious!
I stood there silently and watched her. She soon went back into the kitchen. After a few seconds, I waved at Winry to come down. She hurried to my side as quickly and quietly as she could.
We hurried down the hallway and reached the last door on the right. That bathroom had another door and that door just happened to be right next to the back door.
"Come on," I whispered as I opened the door and locked it behind us.
I then rushed over to the other door and opened it, poking my head out. I didn't see anybody so we hurried over to the back door.
Right when we reached the door, I heard knocking on the bathroom door that I had locked.
"Hey, who's in there?" I heard my father say. "Ed, is that you?"
"Damn," I whispered. "It's my dad. You have to go. Look, chances are that nobody will see you since our houses are so close. Just run fast and don't make any noise when you're sneaking back in."
She nodded.
"You know, since you slept with me you're more obliged than ever to walk me to school," she said with a wink before she hurried out the door.
She left me there with my mouth wide open.
I slept with her, but not slept with her slept with her if you know what I mean. We were in the same bed, but nothing happened.
But the way she said it implied that it was the other kind of slept with. Even though she was only teasing me, I couldn't help the bright shade of red my face turned.
"Ed!" I heard my dad say again.
I closed the back door quietly and went back inside the bathroom, closing that door, too. Luckily enough, it didn't make a sound.
I flushed the toilet and turned on the water in the sink for a few seconds so I could sound convincing.
"Damn," I said as I unlocked the door and opened it. "Can't a guy use the bathroom in peace?"
"Took you long enough," he said. "And why are you wearing the same clothes as yesterday?"
I rubbed my eyes and yawned.
"Oh, I was watching a movie and I fell asleep in them," I told him. Hey, it was actually the truth. I only left out the fact that I fell asleep with Winry in my bed snuggled up against me.
"Wasn't Winry over last night? Did she get home alright?"
I stayed calm. After all, if I got flustered now he'd definitely know that something was up.
"Yeah. She made me watch some dumb chick flick with her and then she left. Speaking of her, I should go get ready for school so I can walk her there."
With that said, I quickly left and hurried upstairs. As luck would have it, Alphonse was just coming out of the bathroom.
"Morning brother," he said to me with a smile.
I didn't mean to ignore the way I did, but I rushed right by him and into the bathroom, closing the door in his face.
"Oh, morning Al," I call through the door.
As I undressed and stepped into the shower, I wondered if Winry had gotten home successfully.
I thought back to the dream I'd had. I never had dreams like that even though I'd had a couple of really good daydreams.
Was it the fact that she was sleeping right next to me that caused me to dream that? Whatever it was, it shocked the hell out of me.
As I grabbed the shampoo and poured some into my hand, I wondered if her lips were as soft as they had been in my dream, if they were just as warm.
Hey, I was a teenager. Didn't teenaged guys fantasize about the girl of their dreams? Of course a lot of them didn't have to fantasize because they'd already seen some action…
