Short Stories

Her (Part Three, The Jealousy Chapter)

Christian

Lukas and I had been dating for about two or three months now. I could never remember. All I knew is that we were together and I was extremely happy with him.

But here's the thing; we were secretly dating. I mean, my mom knew and I think he told Megan because they tell each other everything now or something, but that was it. No one else knew. And it was irritating as fuck.

I was just.. I was tired of watching girls flirt with him. I was tired of the guys' lame comments about Lukas getting pussy on the side and shit. Our group of friends were some serious fucking idiots!

"Christian? What's wrong?" I looked down and my pencil had snapped in half in my hands. Lukas ran to my side and pulled the broken pieces of of my tight grip, kissing the side of my head and throwing the wooden splinters away.

"Nothing." I lied, smiling at him. He returned my smile, kissing me softly.

I loved having him all to myself, just being able to touch him and hold him without a care in the world.

I sat back, pulling him into my arms tightly. I wrapped my arms around his frame, savoring the
smell of him.

Honestly, I never felt this way about anyone before and I had never imagined feeling this way about my bestfriend. He's always just been that person I played video games with and talked about girls with. We went to school with each other, pulled pranks together, and just... I never imagined loving him in such a way as I did now.

I planted small kisses on his neck, teasing him like I always did. He was so sensitive, it was adorable.

What I noticed in the time we started dating that whenever I teased him, Lukas would blush. And I had never seen him blush before, so that was really something. When he blushed, his freckles became extremely visible under his reddened cheeks. He'd avoid eye contact and refuse to give in. Such a stubborn pain.

"Lukas, you're sexy." I said outloud, thinking about how adorable he was. Instantly his face went red and he pulled away, looking everywhere but my eyes. "You're so adorable, it's not even funny."

"Cut it out, will you?"

"You are truly just so sexy. You're gorgeous and beautiful and everything and I will continue to tell you for the remainder of our time together because you just are."

He blushed deeper, his face red as a tomato. It was so cute. "Christiaaaaaaan. Stooooop!" He whined, trying to push me away.

I wouldn't allow him to, trying with all the strength in my body to keep him close to me as he struggled. "You're fucking perfect."

"No, I think you are." I buried my face in his neck.

"You're gorgeous." I mumbled. He just kept blushing, heat coming off him in buckets. He mumbled something about being handsome, which caused me to chuckle. I smiled genuinely, pulling him to me and kissing him. I kissed him with all my might.

It felt as if that would be our last kiss.

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"Yo Christian! Did you go to that party, man? Those chicks were fucking hot." Anderson called, walking over to our group. He put his arm over my shoulder and ruffled my hair. I tched and pulled away, smirking.

"Yeah man." I lied. I made eye contact with Lukas. Luka smirked knowingly. We didn't go to the party. We drove to outside NY and did some couple shit.

"Nah, Chris. You weren't there. I looked everywhere for you." One of the girls that hung around with us said, running her hand down my back. I shuddered, feeling disgusted. I'm sorry, but after feeling Lukas touching me, everyone else's touch is kinda gross.