Good Luck Anna

So Close

Thomas

   We stay in Anna's room recommending each other music for hours. She is so God damn easy to just hang out with its ridiculous. Alex started rattling around in the living room an hour ago, now the wonderful smell of burgers floats beneath the door, making me need to constantly swallow the saliva flooding my mouth or I'd drool over Anna's freshly made bed.

  After waiting way too long in which Anna's stomach has growled loudly twice the door is knocked, Alex doesn't bother to use any words which seems to be his default now when he is struggling. It was glaringly obvious during Anna's 16th he barely spoke ten words the whole night.

  He was miserable but trying his damnedest not to let it show on his face. I truly gained an enormous respect for him managing to hold it together the entire night. Even when the obviously smitten Becca kept wearing down his already shaky disposition with pointless small talk, he still held it together for Anna. The gratitude I felt for him that night and ever since is immeasurable.

  Alex has worked his ass off to afford to support them both in this nice safe home. If I'm honest the main reason I insisted on helping them move today was to scout out where they were living but it seems that the only other person more protective over Anna's safety than I am, is Alex.

  When the doorman insisted on taking down my full name for his register – minus the fact that I was also carrying a box between Alex and Anna - I almost cried with joy at how strict the security was. My anxiety at us still being so far apart dissipated with the terrifying giant demanding to know my name.

  Anna flies from the bed before the second knock has even landed, leading to Alex almost knocking her on her forehead. She giggles wildly gently nudging her head on his still raised fist.

   His hand drops as absolute horror flashes through his face. Alex turns from us muttering a "dinner's ready" while strolling toward the kitchen.

  We sit at the small glass table when a massive burger is placed in front of us. It legitimately looks like the ones you see in adverts, thick beef patty with lettuce and pickles covered in melted cheese, heap of chips off to the side.

   My mouth salivates, that guy is wasted in an office when he so clearly belongs in a kitchen. I've only stayed at Edwards a few times and the meals were always to die for.

  I wait for Alex to join us at the table before eating, Anna on the other hand is already smothering her chips in tomato sauce and relieving her burger of its greens.

  Alex scowls at this slipping into his chair across from us, "you know that you're going to have to eat a vegetable eventually."

  "Yip, but that day is not today." The tiniest smile flickers across Alex's face before he shakes his head digging into his food.

  I really hope Anna didn't miss that but since she buzzes with barely concealed glee, I assume she did.

  We chat through dinner, - well Anna and I do anyway - once done I insist that we do the dishes since Alex cooked for us. He seemed shocked at first but doesn't fight me on it instead announcing that he was going to join the gym down the street, leaving Anna and I alone.

  Anna drops a spoon in the full sink, splattering me with soapy water. When I turn to her, the rascal is fluttering her long eyelashes innocently. Oh, it's on.

  Scooping up a handful of bubbles, I smear it across her forehead. Anna's wide open mouth could catch flies, causing an unfaltering snort to leave me. She quickly recovers leaping at me rubbing her bubbly face across my chest.

   While her face is buried in my chest, I snag a bowl off the drying rack dipping it into the water, unceremoniously dumping it over her head and most of my top. Anna squeals climbing me like a tree until her little legs wrap around my waist.

   She laughs with wild unrestraint, stopping my heart clean inside my chest. It sounds like music from the gods, pure fucking magic.

  Anna presses her impressive tits against me, rousing my dick to attention. She rubs her soaked hair all over my face until we both are hysterically laughing, mouths so damn close to each other. Every cell in my body demands that I kiss her.

   What if she only views us as friends making me lose the one person that I truly trust. Right now that would be a fate worse than death.

   Against everything my soul begs for, I let the moment die. Anna seems disappointed when she climbs down from me. My hands remain lingering on her waist until she pulls away from me to retrieve a mop for the drenched floor.

  We clean the rest of the dishes in relatively awkward silence, regret thrumming in my veins.

  After that we set up Anna's T.V in her room then settle down to watch one of her favourite movies. This week is her choice, but next week she is getting introduced to Superman whether she like it or not.

   Fuck knows what is in store for me tonight, we have watched everything from absurd action to Jane Austen but whatever fate is about to befall me is irrelevant since my only desire is to spend as much time as possible with the most important woman in my life.

  This week is The Lost Boys –one that I've actually seen- an 80's vampire film with Corey Haim in the lead. It's good fun, we've both laughed multiple times, I was only half paying attention to it, preferring instead to study Anna's perfect beauty.

   As the credits roll Anna clambers off the bed to remove the DVD, when she turns back to me, it's obvious she is nervous about something unable to meet my eyes. "Right, out with it Anna."

  She grips the bottom of the bed then rushes out, "I'm Bi." A long breath blows from her, then calmly says, "I like both guys and girls."

  "That's cool with me, I assume that you are telling me this now for a reason." Anna rolls her bottom lip between her teeth, as I once again mentally kick the shit out of myself for not kissing her when I had that chance.

  "Eh, well Becca and I are going to a party next week and there is a girl I know going. She is so bloody beautiful Thomas." her cheeks flame red before she adds, "we've made out a few times." Anna grins sheepishly.

  "Anyway, thanks for being fine with it, I just wanted you to know." She clambers up the bed launching herself into my arms. Holding Anna's tiny frame to mine, it hits me what a stupid mistake kissing her would have been. We are friends and she is crushing on someone else.

   I need to keep my shit together, so I don't fuck up the only good thing in my life.