Alex’s POV

My heart was beating so fast and I just hoped that the body that was pressed up against mine couldn’t feel it. When I asked Ash if she needed anything, I didn’t exactly expect her to ask me to comfort her. We were lying down on her bed, covers on top of us, her back against my chest, and her butt right against the one part I really didn’t need it right now. I tried moving slightly so that if anything happened, she wouldn’t notice.

“If you’re going to get a boner, please leave now,” She mumbled with her eyes closed.

I froze and just begged nothing was going to happen, before whispering something in her ear. I quoted her, “you know, masturbating is supposed to help with period pains. I guess sex could work as well.”

And why the fuck did I say that shit! When I wanted more confidence, I didn’t want to sound like some fucking douche! What the fuck even came over me! I couldn’t just say that shit to her. She wasn’t one of those types of girls. Great job, Alex, you fucked up once again. Just when things were getting better, you made them worse.

“Eww,” Ash scrunched up her nose, taking my comment more like a joke. At least she didn’t know how much I actually meant it.

“I’m just trying to help,” I said in defense, still ‘joking’, “you know, this is the first time I’ve ever cuddled with a girl who’s on her period.”

“Nice to know I’m one of your firsts,” she turned around so we were now chest-to-chest, her face just inches away from mine, our breathing becoming once, “I didn’t think it was possible. But then again, you probably disappear before the girl even notices anything happened.”

“Ouch,” I showed fake hurt and pouted, “that hurt… but it’s true…” I couldn’t resist but move some hair out of her face and tuck it behind her ear. This time she actually didn’t seem weirded out by it, like last time. Maybe there still was a small chance.

“This is the first time I actually cuddled with any guy ever that’s not my family,” she told me with a smile.

I still couldn’t believe she never had a romantic or sexual relationship with anybody before. She was just so beautiful, funny, nice, and just overall amazing. It made no sense that nobody ever decided to give her a chance. I would literally drop everything to go on just one date with her. She deserved to be loved, and I really wanted to be that person.

“Maybe I could be more of your firsts,” I smirked, causing her to groan and sloppily hit my face.

“I’m not going to rush to get all that stuff done,” she explained after retracting her hand, “when I find somebody I’m comfortable with, I’ll do it. But not just some random guy. So, stop oppressing me!”

“I was just kidding,”

“You might be, but I’m not.”

“I’m just messing this all up,” I sighed out loud accidentally. But what was said couldn’t be taken back, and I was going to act like I totally meant to say it.

“No, you’re not,” she giggled the cutest way ever, “I just like messing with you. You are trying too hard to not mess up this friendship, aren’t you?”

I blushed, thinking of a good way to say this, “well, I think you are really awesome, and I want to be your friend. So far, I’ve only been hurting you and fucking everything up.”

“Don’t say that,” she frowned.

“No, it’s true. I fucking fucked this shit up!”

“No! Not that! The swear words!” Ash covered her ears and closed her eyes.

If it weren’t for my brain freezing and me being really nervous around this girl, I would have kissed her right there and then. She wouldn’t have expected it and wouldn’t have been able to stop me before our lips actually touched. Maybe she would kiss me back and things would start getting heated after a while. I would climb on top of her and let my hands travel and explore her body. Hearts beating fast and breathing becoming labored. Our shirts would come off and-

“I’ll just act like I can’t feel it,” Ash awkwardly shuffled a bit away from me.

“What?” Before I could ask any more questions I could feel, myself, what she was talking about. I should not have thought about everything we could have been doing… The one thing I hoped wouldn’t happen, happened.

Ash got out of my grip when things started getting worse. She giggled and left me under the covers while she got her phone from her desk. I was going to question her about what she was doing, but I already got an answer.

“Oh no, I now have cooties! I need to call an expert!” She tapped something on her phone and dial tones were heard over the loudspeaker.

A scream that was heard when the phone was answered, immediately signified me that she had called Jack. He eventually calmed down and just said a casual ‘hey’. That guy really was a spaz, but he was also my best friends. Now I just needed to figure out why she called him!

“Jack, I need your help,” Ash said with laughs in between, trying to keep her face straight.

“Why do you need my help?” Jack’s voice sounded so confused, “not that I don’t mind helping, but…”

“You see, Alex just gave me cooties and he looks like he really doesn’t care. What do I do?”

Jack gasped and inhaled very loudly, “Did he kiss you!”

Ash’s face scrunched up and looked at me like Jack was the craziest person ever, “umm, no…? Why would he do that?”

“Umm… I don’t know?” His voice obviously squeaked.

“Ok… well, it’s much much worse,” Ash overexaggerated.

“What did he do?”

“Well, you see, we were on my bed and-”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I screamed and threw the covers off myself, exposing me and my boner, before running up to her and trying to grab the phone away from her.

“It’s touching me again,” she squealed and pointed at the tent in my sweatpants that was touching her leg.

I jumped away and blushed. Oh god. There was nothing worse than having your crush see your boner and having her touch it accidentally and her being there while it’s happening, without her having any intention of doing something with it. During sex, it would be great, but in situations like this, it was basically the death of me.

“I think the only way you can get rid of the cooties is by kissing him,” Jack said, trying to be the best worst wingman ever.

“I’m fine having cooties,” Ash hung up the phone and laughed while putting it down.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I pouted.

“You know. The whole thing about waiting to be comfortable with somebody before doing all that.”

“Yep, I forgot about that for a second,” I shook my head, “now Jack will never let me live this down. Thank you.”

“It’s not that big of a deal, just go fix it,” she pushed me out of her room before kissing my cheek.

Holy fucking shit. She fucking kissed my cheek! Holy fuck! Maybe I did have a chance. Yes!

“Umm, Alex?” My mom was standing just a couple of feet away from me with a laundry basket in her hands and looked down and the thing that was proudly sticking up between my legs.

“Mom!” I whined and ran into my bedroom, being embarrassed as fuck.

Notes

Things are starting to look up! Woooooo ASHLEX!

What else should they do? Do you guys like Alex's awkwardness around her? He's slowly getting more confident, but only in ways that seem kinds creepy. Maybe things will start to improve.

Alex is hungry for Ash