My Best Friend’s Brother

I just walk over to him, who is still standing there with that little smile that makes me angry and a little melty again and say:

”That’s not at all what you’re thinking.”

He throws his hands up in the air and says:

”I didn’t say anything.”

I reply:

”But I know you are thinking something that has nothing to do with it, that is not true!”

He seems to be amused by my lack of firmness in words, because he smiles even more and I want to jump on his neck and make him understand what I am trying to explain.

I close my eyes and clench my teeth in frustration. He just laughs even harder and says:

”Hey, you don’t have to be so uptight.”

I don’t say anything and he continues:

”I can take care of that for you!”

I open my eyes to look at him and he just smiles mischievously and winks at me. I don’t know what I should be feeling right now.

In fact, I do, I should be even angrier and actually walk up to him and slam him into the wall and slap him in the face, but I’m not feeling it.

I just look him up and down and I want to throw him at the wall right now, but I don’t know if it’s really slapping him that I want to do.

Damn it, he shouldn’t talk so much about sex, reminding me all the time that I need sex, that I’ve been without sex for days.

But I look at him once more and my heart is getting fast and I notice that he has also changed the way he looks at me. He looks kind of serious as we stare at each other for a long time.

I would love to know what he is thinking now.

Damn it Chris, do you say something annoying? Do you say any of your usual shit? Say anything?

But he doesn’t say anything, he just looks at me the way I’m looking back.

He takes a step towards me and I don’t move an inch. Our eyes are connected. He moves his eyes down from mine to my mouth and I follow his path through my eyes.

He looks into my eyes again. Someone calls my name at the door in a very familiar voice.

It’s Colin.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

He closes his eyes for a moment and for a moment I cannot decipher the reaction to this on his face. He just raises his hand and says:

”Can I have my shirt back?”

I hand it over still looking into his eyes that look disappointed now and he goes toward the door, opening it and passing Colin who looks at him without understanding what is going on. This is going to be a little complicated to explain, because even I don’t understand.

… Chris…

”Man, what happened to you today?”

Adan asks me with a curious look.

I just answer:

”It’s nothing.”

He still looks at me suspiciously and I run my hands through my hair. He just turns to look at the butt of the bartender who is wearing short shorts, while he turns and reaches up for a bottle of booze from the top shelf. After staring at the girl for a long time, he turns to me and says:

”It’s about that neighbor of yours, isn’t it?”

I look at him and say nothing. I don’t know what is happening to me. I went there to make it clear to her that I don’t give a damn about her. And when I get there I see her practically dreaming about me inside that shirt, while smelling the perfume and I should have felt victorious after seeing this, but I didn’t want to sing victory.

I just remember her with her eyes closed, all nervous about what she couldn’t even explain to me and I wanted very much to provoke her, but not to provoke her to annoy her.

I wanted to incite her so that she would get even closer and close the already small distance between us.

And I swear that when we got close to each other, I completely forgot that I had to hate her company, because at that moment the only company I wanted was hers and that’s not all I wanted.

I really wanted to kiss that mouth that was just inches from mine.

Then that shit arrived.

And now I can’t forgive myself for slipping up in front of her. So I decided to come to the bar with Adan. Because staying at home imagining the various ways that guy is grabbing her right now would not make my afternoon one of the best.

But Adan is not the kind of guy who likes to talk, so I grab a glass and drink with him until I try to get my mind off my blunder of the last few hours.

… Molly….

”What was that guy doing here?”

I walk over to him and say:

”Do you want to talk about him now?”

He gets my hug but still seems to want an answer, and I say. I say no, I lie:

”He just came to give a message from Julie.”

He still looks a little reluctant, and I complete:

”But now I want to forget he exists. I have other things to focus on it.”

I blink at him, and he understands immediately. We both fall onto the sofa and begin to kiss. Colin starts to laugh while kissing me and I ask him, also smiling:

”What?”

He answers:

”Wow! You … well … you look … different.”

He smiles even more, and I understand what he means. I need him, and it’s obvious.

We start kissing again. I am on top of Chris’s body as we lie on the living room couch.