WHAT'S YOUR FANTASY ?

Boing

Chris and I had been friends for quite some time now. I met him back when I first got into modeling, I was doing simple shit back then. I met him at a grand opening for this club in downtown LA and we kicked it off, we built a great friendship.

He was my best friend.

That’s all we ever were though. Every time I thought about finally telling him how I really feel, he was tied down with some shawty. So I kept my mouth shut, I knew he felt the same, but I wanted to be the one to say it first.

I guess it was something in my pride.

I liked him though, he had an amazing personality, he was everything in one package. We had moments where we’d flirt a little too much, and we’ve had times where we were pinned against each other fighting temptation.

Out of respect though, Chris and I never even achieved a kiss. He had respect for his relationship, and I had respect for him.

The past few weeks have been awkward though, he and his current girlfriend are going through some shit and I was Chris’ shoulder. Every time they would argue, he’d come to me with a mouthful to say. I didn’t mind listening though, that’s what best friends do. 

It was getting bad, Chris threatened to end their relationship all the time, but the end of the night, they was makin’ up. It was starting to get on my nerves, and I wanted to tell him what was real, that he didn’t need her.

Why fight with someone all the time, when you can make love?

****

I was in my room texting Chris between watching one of my favorite movies, ’Belly’. Today was a pretty bum day, it was foggy so it limited the traffic around the city. I just hung out at my house all day, lazed around, I don’t get many lazy days, and today was Sunday so it was a perfect day to be lazy.

'Can I tell u a secret?'

I looked down at my phone a little thrown off by this text. All night we’ve been talking about feelings, and I had a feeling that we were both going to admit they way we feel about each other. 

'of course.'

I sent the text quickly and leaned back against the pillows, looking at the TV screen. I heard a car door slam outside, making me jump, my heart started to beat a little fast in my chest.

My phone started to vibrate in my hand, quickly I looked down, reading the text from Chris.

'I'm outside ;)'

I sighed and let out a faint chuckle, leaving my phone on my bed, I rushed downstairs and quickly opened the door, Chris starring back at me with a smile.

"What are you doin’ here?" I smirked, opening the door wide.

Chris shrugged and licked his lips as he walked pass me, “I dunno, I guess I just needed to see a smile.” He looked back at me and smiled cutely before throwing himself on the couch.

"I see." I walked over and sat next to him, situating my body so I could see him better, "So what’s up Mista Brown?" I asked softly, tilting my head to see his soft brown eyes.

Chris took a deep breath and shifted his body so we were face to face. He rubbed both of his hands on the top of his head and sat them there, starring back at me.

"I dunno." He shrugged, rubbing his bottom lip with his tongue, "It’s cold down here." Chris said randomly, dropping his hands in his lap.

"It’s not cold." I chuckled, cocking my eyebrow.