Faking It (Fake boyfriend Duet 1)

"You seriously need to stop doing that."

I smile against Gun's lips before detaching myself from his lap and sliding back to the seat next to him, giving Daph and apologetic grin. "Sorry, Daph."

My best friend has been bitching about my and her brother's constant PDA ever since we arrived at Paris Sydney's party, but really, ever since we got together again weeks ago. Specifically, the day me and Gun reconciled and kissed under the stars, we've been glued to the hip.

To Daphine's constant and annoyance and frustration.

Which amuses her brother to no end and makes me feel a little guilty. Before Gunther and I got together, I only went over to their house to hang out with Daphine. Now, I go there to hang out with the two of them. I usually seek out Daph first and be with her for an hour or two before spending the rest of my time with Gun. Because even though I'm completely head over heels in love with her brother, I don't ever want her to feel left out. I always make sure to remind her that her best friend —me— is always there for her.

I'm not the only one though, Gun also makes her feel the sane.

Which is why, sometimes, the three of us hang out together to play some board games or watch movies in the living room. At least Daph stays with us until she can no longer handle our PDA.

But it doesn't mean that we don't gang up on Gun anymore. The two of us stiil band together to either make fun of him or argue with him. Of course, he retaliates afterward —by torturing me with his kisses. Which I shamelessly love every minute of.

Being with him is like that —hot and exhilaratingly fun. And I was right, there are some arguments and silly fights. But they never last long. Once he or I cave in, we're back to being the awesome couple that we always are.

"Who would have thought they'd last this long?" Daph muses of over the rim of her red Solo cup, her eyes trained across the large pool in Paris's backyard.

And then I see them. Zac and Lytton. He's whispering something in her ear, making her blush and playfully smack his arm. He grins and then kisses the side of her head.

"Yeah, who would've thought?" I say.

But I did. Zac and I have been having serious talks. I was right in my assumption that he had hooked up with Lytton after Rodney's party to make me jealous. After I told him point blank that we were truly over, I encouraged him to take his relationship with Lytton seriously. I pointed out that she seemed to have strong feelings for, him, and he dumped me for her for a reason. He protested at first, insisting that I was the only girl he wanted. But seeing that I'm currently staring at the two loved-up couple, Zac ended up heeding my advice.

Funny how things worked out between the two of us. I wouldn't call us friends, but we're all good now. No more lingering resentment between us. That revenge plan honestly feels like a long time ago. And despite all the drama that took place, it brought me here. So how can I regret it?

"Should I be jealous?" Gun's voice filters through my thoughts. When I glance at him. There's no hint of jealousy or suspicion on his face, just plain amusement. Because he knows I'm completely his, just as I'm confident that he's completely mine. We're each other's and no one else's. And no other guy or girl can change that.

"Hmm what do you think?" I murmur, planting a chaste kiss on his lips..

In true Gun fashion, he chases my lips when I pull back and capture them in a hot lingering one. "I say, let him try." He murmurs with a low chuckle, stealing another kiss before leaning back on his chair.

"You guys are unbearable, you know that right?" Daph groans. "Can't you like, spend an hour without mauling each other's faces?"

I exchange a heated look with Gun, knowing that the answer to that is a resounding no. What can I say? We can't keep our hands off each other for long.

Daph throws her hands up. "You know what? I'll just head inside and dance. You two can stay here and make out until your lips fall of." She downs the rest of her beer and saunters off. Only to stop dead a few steps away, her face white as a sheet as she stares across the pool.

Frowning, I follow her gaze and find Rodney, sitting in one of the lounge chairs —makinf out with Paris. When I turn back to Daph, she's no longer on the same spot. But I catch sight of her long brown hair before it disappears through the crowd. What the hell was that about? Is there something going on between her and Rod?

Wanting answers, I turn to Gun keeping my voice as casual as possible. "Hey babe, what's the deal between Rodney and Paris?"

He shrugs. "They're hooking up, what else?"

"So it's not serious?"

His brows pinch together. "I don't really know. They've been spending alot of time together lately, and I think they went on a few dates."

"That doesn't sound like hooking up to me."

"Who cares?"

I scowl at him. "He's your best friend."

"So? We're not girls. We're not like you and Daph. We don't do relationship talks."

"Are you being serious right now?" I scowl harder. Didn't he talk to Rod about our fake relationship?

"I'm just kidding Red." He says, pinching my cheeks playfully, chuckling when I glower at him. "I'll ask him tomorrow if you really want to know." Then he waggles his eyebrows, mischief crossing his features. "Now to a more important matter, how about we blow off this boring party and go head out to my Jeep and make out? It'll be a more productive use of our time, don't you think?"

I roll my eyes. "Geez, you are such a romantic."

But who am I kidding? Of course, I'll go with him. He's right anyway. This party is boring. With a sigh, I get up from my chair and hold out a hand to Gun. "Come on, my Prince. Take me to your castle."

He takes my hand and in one swift move, rises from his seat and snakes an arm around my waist. "Now, who's the romantic one?" He growls, sending delicious shivers down my spine.

God, this guy, he never fails to make me feel things. Never fails to steal my breath and make my toes curl. And definitely never fails to make me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

Honestly, what more can I ask?

THE END♥.