We're Just Friends! I Think... [3]

(Ashley Harper P.O.V.)
I laid across Bobby's couch. It was so soft; he had really comfy, plush pillows that your head just sunk into. I flipped on his flat screen (that I got him for Christmas). Nothing extraordinary was on so I just stuck with Spongebob. After several attempts to get the townspeople back to normal size he just shrank bikini bottom...I heard a laugh from behind me and jumped. It was Bobby. I realized my skirt was all twisted and hiked up. I quickly sat up and shifted back into place.
"I'm gonna take shower now. Let's watch something scary when I'm done." I smiled and then headed up the stairs.
In the bathroom...
I stepped out of the shower and wiped the bathroom mirror clean of all the condensed water. I opened Bobby's cabinet to get my toothbrush and to my surprise a stacks of condoms fell into the sink. I laughed, but it was quickly brought to halt when I realized some were torn off of their stack. He'd [i]used[/i] some? What girl was this? I shouldn't really care...I mean it was none of my business. There was a sudden knock at the door, which caused me to jump.
"Ash, could you pass my cell phone? I left it by the sink." Bobby asked.
"Um sure, one second." I answered kinda panicked...I shoved all the condoms back into the cabinet and grabbed my comb from there before quickly slamming it shut. I grabbed Bobby's cell and cracked the door open.
"Here." I said, handing him the phone.
"Thanks." he said, his eyes drifting.
I closed the door and started to comb out my wet hair. Was Bobby just checking me out?
Another knock came from the door about 5 minutes later. I opened it, fully this time. Bobby lifted me up and paced me on the bathroom counter. He kissed me deeply and started to remove my towel...
Then another knock came at the door...Bobby was gone and I'd created a huge nest in my hair with the comb. I was back in front of the bathroom mirror and sink. This time I cracked the door open and peeked through.
"Troy called you like 3 times." Bobby said. handing me my cell.
"Thanks." I said and closed the bathroom door.
I listened to the 3 voice messages he left me.
[i]Baby I need to see you./Baby where are you?/Baby let's meet up.[/i] Each one ending in an ugly I Love You. I felt sick. I'm [b]not[/b] in love with Troy. Why did my fart brain say that and on another note...Why did my fart brain play that whole Bobby scene in my head?
10 minutes later...
I exited the bathroom and went into Bobby's room. I went into his top drawer to find some boxers. Lucky for me I could just borrow his clothes w/o having to bring my stuff over... and I always had a pair of jeans over here. He, on the other hand, had to bring over some of his stuff and adopt an empty drawer in my room.
I dropped the towel, put a bra on, and his boxers. Then I walked into his closet to look through his shirts. I tiptoed to pull out a Bob Marley one...he walked in as I was pulling it over my head.
"Hey." I smiled. "So what shall it be? Jeepers Creepers 1-2 or the Hitch Hiker...both are kinda more comedic than scary, but w/e I mean we'll just turn the lights off, a pink bunny could be scary in the dark. Well I guess they may be scary in the -" I was just rambling on and on until Bobby spoke.
"Troy's here for you." he said, a little annoyance in his voice. "He seems upset that you're here instead of at your house or with him."
"How do you know that?" I asked a little nervously.
"Well, he said it. It was one of the few things I could catch. He was rambling like you do, except it's cute when you do it." Bobby stopped talking abruptly...I don't think he meant to say that the way it came out. Not that it's a big deal or anything. I mean if he hadn't have just let it the be the last thing he said it wouldn't be this awkward. Please what am I saying? It's not awkward at all. Bobby was being funny and I'm here over analyzing.
"Well, uh, I'm just gonna go, talk to him now." I said weirdly as I left the room.
Downstairs...
"Hey Troy." I said, trying to put on my best smile, but his jaw dropped when he saw me.
"What are you wearing?" he asked, a serious tone of pissed the hell off in his voice.
Oh crap. I looked down at Bobby's shirt and boxers...my hair was also wet.
"You're taking showers here now." he said in disbelief.
"I've always taken showers here." I said stupidly, mentally kicking myself in the face.
Troy's face got even redder than it already was.
"So you love me, but you're cheating on me with one of my friends." he said.
"He's [i]my[/i] best friend and I'm not cheating on you." I said defensively. "But there is something I have to tell you." I took a deep breath. If I didn't say it now I never would. "Today when I said I loved you...I'm not...I'm not sure I meant it...but I really care about you and I want to help you, but I think I should help you as a friend...not as a girlfriend."
Troy's face was still flaming...he just walked out of the house without another word.
I am thee biggest butt in the world. How in the hell did things go so badly? I suck at this...God I am such a screw up.
"Can you stop silently blaming yourself..." Bobby said from the stairs...I wonder if he'd heard the whole thing.
"You didn't say anything wrong." he said...I guess that answers my question. "It's only natural he's upset...you just told him you didn't love him...and I'd be dam pissed if my girlfriend was staying over and showering at some other guys house."
"Whose side are you on?!" I exclaimed.
"The same side I've always been on and the same side I'll always be on." he said seriously.
He came down the stairs and gave me a hug and kissed me on the forehead, still holding me.
"You're gonna be fine, OK." he said, giving me a reassuring smile., but I couldn't bring myself to return one...I just buried my head in his chest.