A/N: Ok so thanks everyone for your advice. I've got a few chapters written and I'm going to post them now. I'm still not sure where I'm going with it and I don't know what's eventually going to happen with it but I thought if I post it and then take a couple of months to consider what to do about it (and to study because I really need to study) Thanks to everyone who cared enough about the story to comment or message me.
So Mitch has agreed not to tell anyone. That’s good. What’s less good is that I’m certain that I have feelings for Kirstie. Not just push her against a wall and have amazing sex with her type feelings, more like hold her hand and take her to dinner feelings. I think about her all the time. Little things like the way her hair smells and her cute smirky grin and the way her eyes look behind her glasses and the way that she does the most amazing laughs. We have so much in common. I know people say that opposites attract but the fact that we both love some of the same things means we always have stuff to talk about.
I feel like our friendship has been kind of been neglected. We try to avoid spending time with each other outside sex. Even when we’re with the others we stay as separate from each other as possible. She’s funny and smart and kind and good to be around and it’s something that I don’t really get enough chance to appreciate. There’s a part of me that wants to suggest that maybe we shouldn’t have sex so that we can really be friends. But I know I won’t. Maybe it’s just practice but every time with Kirstie is unbelievably good. Better than with anyone else. Better than with Jess who I was pretty sure I was in love with.
Mitch and Kirstie are driving together and Kevin had already left when I got back to our apartment so for the second time in two days I find myself thinking back to the sing-off on the way to the studio. ‘Are you sure you’re ready for this Kirstie? We can stop whenever you like.’ ‘I know we can. I’m totally ready Avi.’ We were both completely naked and she had already had one orgasm after a fair amount of slightly awkward fumbling. We were both breathing heavily as I settled myself over her body. ‘Ok then. I’m going in.’ as soon as I’d said it I felt like an idiot. I tried desperately to keep a straight face and managed fairly well until I made eye contact with Kirstie.
We both burst out laughing. ‘I’m going in? Seriously.’ ‘I don’t know why I said it. It just came out.’ She was laughing so hard that she snorted and it took us both some time to calm down. When we’d both finally stopped laughing she smiled up at me and then linked her hand with mine. ‘Ready.’ ‘Ready.’
We were both out of breath. I moved backwards onto the bed where Kirstie was sat facing away from me. ‘Are you ok?’ I asked, nervously reaching out to rest my hand on her shoulder. She turned round and grinned her gorgeous half-smile. ‘Better than ok.’ She turned around and knelt up to kiss me softly on the lips. ‘Stay?’ Even then I had an inkling that it wasn’t the best idea but there was no way I could have left her there. I pulled the blanket over us and then helped her to get comfortable and fell asleep with her head resting on my chest.
