French Vanilla Kisses

Chapter 11: Weirdness is Cute

☺ Krysta Blackwell's POV ☺

I faintly open my eyes, seeing Kayla still out like a light. Her sleepovers with me have been very suspicious. First of all, she's been here for at least two weeks and she's been talking to Christopher a lot lately. I'm still on the conclusion that she's Christopher's special girl and she probably doesn't even know it. I want to tell her, but the chances are that I'm going to screw things up for everyone. The thing is that Kayla is dating Samuel and her being Christopher's special girl isn't fair. Where did that come from? Jealous? Nah.

I shake the thought out of my head and go downstairs, seeing Christopher making toast shirtless. Couldn't help but look at his chest area and notice his well toned abs. Then there's his muscular arms that looks just like Channing Tatum. What is wrong with me today?

"Toast?" Christopher asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, please." I nodded.

I sit on top of the island counter, waiting for my toast. Christopher takes notice of me after he puts the toast into the toaster and gives me a playful smirk. When he did that, my face reddened and I try to hide it from him. Did I seriously just blush because of his stupid smirk?

My face turns right back at him and he still has a smirk but I ignore it. "So Christopher, you have any interest in anyone?" I smiled, making him choke on his coffee.

"Why do you ask?" he smiled, trying to keep himself from choking.

"Because you told me when you were drunk that I reminded of a very special. Therefore, you should tell me who she is," I smiled innocently. Even though I'm pretty sure I know who she is, I still want to hear from him.

"All I'm going to say is that she's is pretty special but I don't think she knows that," he continued. "I've been in love with her since the first time I met her without realizing it. She's one of a kind."

"Well, whoever she is a very lucky girl to have a guy like you have a thing for her," I grinned bigger because he seemed to be pretty happy. For some reason knowing that Kayla is most likely his special girl, kinda upsets me. Why do I feel like I want to cry my eyes out? I definitely not jealous!

"I hope she feels the same way," Christopher smirked, handing me a plate with my toast on it.

Christopher goes into the living room with his cup of coffee and breakfast. Grabbing my coffee, and go back into my room, seeing that Kayla is still sleeping. She must've stayed up all night.

I gently climb in my bed and begin to wave the toast in her face. Her nose starts twitching, giving me a groan before barely opening her eyes. Kayla finally sits up, running her fingers through her hair and grabs the plate of toast.

"Morning, Little Red." I giggled, taking a sip from my coffee. I haven't called her that since she dyed her hair in seventh grade and it reminded me of Clifford.

"Very funny, Raven Headed." she said, shoving a huge chunk of toast in her mouth. "What's got you in a good mood?"

"Christopher told me little about his special girl," I sang, hoping to get a little reaction out of her like when I first mentioned she liked Samuel.

She just nods and smiles, going back to her toast. Poor thing doesn't know. She doesn't know that Christopher is love with her plus she's dating Samuel. This is would tear him apart if he saw how she reacted. From what I can tell, Christopher was pretty happy that I mentioned his special girl and couldn't wait to tell me.

"What did he have to say?" Kayla said with her mouthful. Now we're getting somewhere.

"He said that he's been in love with her ever since he met her," I blurted.