My number 16 would always be there

My Best Friend

-I walk in the door of my own apartment. I take off my shoes and put them in the shoe rack, then I also take off my coat and hang it up. I walk quietly to my living room where I put my bag on the table, I take out my phone and I open it and I have 970 notifications. When I see how many notifications I have I want to put my phone away until I see his name flying through my phone. It's Pierre, he sends me a message because he would like to come over to do something together, after all I don't say no to that, he's my best friend and I always have fun with him. And after such a long day of work, that could provide the distraction I need. Pierre is a caring boy, when we were little we spent a lot of time together. But because he had to go to Italy so often to race, we didn't see each other much. We called every night and texted each other all day long. Contact was often broken by my parents and his parents we would not be good to each other... And I would distract Pierre too much from his future job. That really didn't stop me from that moment on I told myself that I would never go to sleep a day without talking to him. That made my dad say we went to Italy for him to watch his race, I just did it. I was there for him and I was sure he would be so happy. That same night we left for Italy, after three hours on the plane I was there I was just in Italy. Soon my father rented a car to drive to the same hotel where Pierre was, of course I wanted to surprise him and no one was going to ruin that. When we arrived at the hotel at that time, I received a message from Pierre, asking if I still liked Paris without him. Yes of course as I walk into the hotel I asked what he was doing. He said I'm in my hotel room but I'm going to swim on my own my parents don't feel like it, ohw that's stupid if I had been there I would have gone along I write to him. After my parents were calar at the Bali, I got my own hotel I said that I was going to swim in like 10 minutes, my parents says it was fine. I opened my hotel room and quickly put on some pants over my bikini, I ran into the elevator but I bumped into someone, it's not Pierre, he looks like Pierre. Are you okay? I'm charles, yes im fine by the way I'm
y/n the elevator stopped at the hotel entrance and he walked out of the elevator. The elevator closed again after a few seconds, finally the pool I take off my pants that I put on over my bikini and walk to the pool. I see pierre I actually have to laugh really hard because he was just sitting there doing his thing, I sent him a picture of the pool, he looks at his phone and turned around. Hello Pierre, how nice to get to know you, I smile, he comes swimming towards me and pulls me into the water. That was 11 years ago since then we have always gone away together.

-𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 15 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑖 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑙

I open the door and it's Pierre I give him a hug. We haven't seen each other for a long time I laugh, that was of course a joke when he has time he comes to drink coffee at the restaurant where I work. We walk into my living room together I feel he has a little tension, what's wrong Pierre? I just need to relax, he says quickly, what happened pierre!? I'm just so busy and so stressed, come here I'll give him a hug the hug lasts quite a long time. When we let go of each other he looks at me, he gets closer and closer I already know what's going to happen so I quickly get up from the couch. What shall we do I say nervously, did he really want to kiss me? I say his hand quickly appears behind his head. Pierre there is more going on and makes love to his back with my nails, yes okay there is more. Pierre then tell me what's up I don't get mad you know while I'm still making love to his back look y/n I've known you for so long over 11 years and I don't want to screw it up that's why I don't tell . Pierre you're not going to ruin anything well just say it, when his hand goes to my back he says I love you.. Pierre I love you too you know that, y/n not in a friendly way. What do you mean in a loving way..? Yes y/n and he stands up and turns his face to me, I feel him put his hand on my cheek and before I knew it he kisses me. I then push myself out and look at him pierre this is not good okay, y/n you give me hints all the time okay you make love with your hand over my back you make love on my hair when we have sleepover we sleep together in one bed we both drink from the same glass together You make me hopeless..