Study Buddy: A Chris & Miya Story

Chapter 63

Excuse the errors :/

Chris

The house is completely silent, as I climb up the stairs. I wonder what movie Miya's planing to make us watch, because I'm not feeling a sappy story. I hummed the tune of My Boo with my hands stuffed in my pockets.

I had so much fun with Miya today. The moments we had made me forget that we were even with our friends. Not trying to sound like a girl or anything, but my heart leaped every other time. With her smile that she showed throughout the night made me just want to grab her and not let her go. I smile to myself, she was really happy today. And it made me happy... Making me feel like she's all I need. The feeling occasionally swept in and my body, but today it remained. I felt bubbly; I felt the same way I felt in the beginning of our relationship—no, even better.

That just makes me feel...guilty.

I have to tell her, it's no way to beat around the bush. Just come out and say it. And whatever the case may be, I'll just let her know my feelings were genuine from the start. I just got misguided, but the mistake will never happen again.

My hand held the door knob, and the punk in me told me: boy you better not.

Okay one more night laying up with her, and then I'll tell her, because if I tell her now it just won't come out right. We had such a good time today, I can't ruin it... I'm going to tell her, just not now.

I open the door, and there she is... Stripped from her dress, for matching black lace lingerie. My mouth dropped open as she looked my way. She leaned against the dresser with her one hand and her other pushed her curls back gently, but they fell right back into place.

I shut the door while still staring at her in disbelief. I've seen her in her bra and panties before but this is the look she's giving me resembled the first time we had sex, but multiplied with twice the sexiness no innocence.

I approach her slowly. "So... You ain't finding us a movie?" I ask. She doesn't answer instead her hand flips my hat off. "Uh-oh." A grin found itself on my face. "Whatchu'..." I eye her down. "Whatchu' tryna do?"

"You." She throws her arms around my neck, and I hold her as she kisses me.

"Mi—" her lips muffle my words, as she wraps her legs around my waist. I can't have sex with her tonight. I was honestly just flirting with her, I mean it'd be nice to continue what we had in the car but... I can't have sex with her when I'm feeling like this.

I hold her up. I try not to kiss back, but I'd be a fool not too—I'm already a fool—and I love when she kisses me.

She pulls away from my lips, with her eyebrows pushed together. "Chris?" I shift my eyes to her lips, then up again. "Um... Why, uh... " I already know, what's she's thinking. I'm not kissing her back like I usually do.

"Baby... We gotta." I clear my throat. "We gotta talk."

She slowly gets down from me, with her hands trailing down my arms, as I still held her waist. "Okay..."

I grab her hand and walk over to her bed. I sit down and she eyes me oddly, before grabbing a shirt and pulling it over her hand. She sat down beside me.

Words jumbled up in my head like congested traffic. My lips are parted ready for the words to spill themselves. But how do I tell her that I cheated on her? Okay, maybe I should start off with how I was feeling first and then maybe the confession will find itself.