Secret Lovers

Chapter 4 Silver Pov

Chris stood before me shirtless and I had to cross my legs. Her body was amazing. She had amazingly carved abs and the muscles in her arms were perfectly defined. She made the average male athletes body look pitiful. The smell of her was covered in this hoodie and I just wanted to kiss her again.

She walked over to her closet and grabbed a plain white tee shirt. I honestly didn't mind her not wearing a shirt. I could look at her all day. She sat in a chair across from the bed. She was staring at me with the straightest face. She doesn't look at me the same as she did before.

​"I come over to tell you that you're wrong about me. I'm not like any of those girls." I said and Chris rolled her eyes and I got up and started to walk towards her. "I know I just met you but I really like you Chris" I said straddling her lap. I could tell she liked this and honestly so did I. Being this close to her, just feels right.

​"Then why were you all over Randy today?" she asked. I could see her softening up to me. I love the feeling of touching her, being around her, just hearing her voice made me feel good. She always smelled amazing. An innocent smell that is yet so seductive. Everything about her draws me towards her.
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"My mother, when she saw you in my room she flipped. She hates gays, which is why I will never come out to her. I don't know what it is about you Chris but you make me not want to care anymore. I want to be near you every second. She forced me to get a boyfriend and to join cheer or she will take me out of the school. She even blocked your number from my phone. She doesn't want me anywhere near you but near you is where I want to be." I said looking Chris in her eyes.

I could feel her heart beating against mine and the silence just made us closer. She kissed me and I kissed her back. As we kissed she ran her hands up and down my back as I ran mine through her hair. This kiss was more intense than the first one. We had both been longing to touch each other again and this is the moment. She pulled away and stood up while my legs were still wrapped around her.

She carried us over to the bed and she laid on her back. I laid off the side and laid my head on her chest. She licked her lips at me and gazed into my eyes before she spoke.
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"I want to know about you Silver. Tell me something about you." She said.
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"Well my favorite color is red." I said and she laughed.
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"No, I mean something real, something deep. Tell me something that you would never want to tell anyone." She said. I tried to dig really deep but I was scared to share.

​"I can't think of anything, tell me something." I asked. She shifted to get a better look at me. She looked into my eyes as she spoke.

​"Well Mayor Walker isn't my real mom. I was adopted as a baby because my mother didn't want me. I was in and out of foster homes until I was 5. That's when the Walker family adopted me. That's why it hurt so much when one second it felt like you wanted me and the next it felt like you didn't. I've been through that my whole life with girls. One second they act like they like me but it turned out to just be a dare, or a game, or a joke." My heart broke for her. I kissed her and she smiled.

​"I love your smile." I said and she smiled again. Her dimple is always showing which makes it even cuter.
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"Thank you but that doesn't get you out of sharing. Go your turn."
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"Okay, Okay, fine. Well I use to have a brother. His name is Brandon he was 11 years older than me. When I was 6 I remember him always hanging out with his best friend. I don't remember his name but one day I left my toy in his room. I walked to him room and when I opened the door they where shirtless making out. My mom walked pass when I opened the door and saw it. She ran in there and threw the boy off of Brandon. The boy grabbed his shirt and left while my mom started to beat on my brother. She beat him up so bad that that he had to go to the hospital. She told the doctors that he fell down the steps. My dad as the one who pulled my mother off of him, My father never cared about homosexuality. My father knew about my brother being gay but didn't tell my mom. He knows I'm bi sexual but he hasn't said anything yet. Anyway, after that my brother moved out and I haven't heard from him since. My mom beats me almost as bad when she suspects something gay is going on." I didn't look up at Chris because I could feel her staring at me.

​"I'm so sorry." She said.

​"Its fine." I said. Sharing that with her actually felt amazing. I never told anyone about my brother before.

I feel comfortable sharing anything with her. We shared a few more things about each other then we started watching movies.

Chris couldn't stop making me laugh. We were watching clueless and she would just talk about how they dressed and talked.