Him ; Bastille

Thanksgiving Night ; 25

"It feels weird going to bed on Thanksgiving." I make a 'huh' sound as I close my eyes. "You know...it's Black Friday in a few hours. Normally me and my parents go into New York...I'm pretty sure I've caused many peoples demises for fucking Gucci or some nice like that?" She whispers as I crack a smile. Knowing Kitty she probably has...

"Oxford street is twenty minutes away...be my guest." I yawn pointing in the direction of probably the exact opposite way of where I walk. With that I hear Kitty laugh, a sarcastic sounding laugh. "Maybe tomorrow? I'm too tired now." She catches my contagious yawns and then yawns herself.

There's silence as she lies in bed besides me. Not top/bottom like we agreed this earlier. "Hey..." my voice trails off in confusion as I open my eyes to see her beautiful eyes. "Hey." She whispers back before smiling. "Thanks for the Thanksgiving but the way." She doesn't need to thank me for the food. "That was all on my mum." I quietly laugh since everyone else in the house has gone to bed. "No...I mean...you. Tonight you've been the perfect friend, even trying food I know you hate and pretending to like it just for me. Even paying for that TV channel to show the game..." I shrug. It's not really a big deal, even though I've lost twenty quid. It was worth it. Seeing her get all excited when one of the teams score. She even FaceTimed her parents. Our parents fucking talked to each other which is kind of unsettling to look back on it now. But everyone was happy, when the team we all was rooting for won we celebrated.

"You know my goal was to make you feel as welcome as possible. Especially on a holiday like today." Kitty makes an 'aw' sound as I look away. I'm not really sure how to deal with those types of compliments.

There's then a minute or two silence. Kitty has her eyes closed as I feel her thinking about something. "Can I talk to you about something?" She whispers seconds later, opening her wide blue eyes looking suddenly quite anxious. I nod my head and smile.

Whatever it is that's troubling her...I'll help get rid of them. "Dan. I know you're not the kind of guy who...likes stuff like this. I don't want to scare you off. But I think...you feel the same way about me...as I think about you." That's when I feel my entire body become stiff in nerves.

What is she talking about? Is she talking about what I think she's talking about? "I think...I'm in love with you. I know it sounds ridiculous — you're my best friend I've ever had and you make me happy. I just...can't stand living a life where you think I'm friend zoning you. I'm just scared to admit my feelings in case you runaway or tell me something about myself that I know I hate already." With that I don't do anything. I don't give her an answer. I lie still as she looks the other way for a second. I then sit up a bit, not that much. And I fucking do it.

I give into this incurable lust. I kiss her on the lips. It's not a invasive song or anything. Just a PG kiss. Only quick. I feel weird as I literally throw myself off of her and lay on my side facing away. 'What the fuck. Whatthefuck!' I mouth. I feel my pulse act like a fucking grenade. Why did I...why did I just kiss her.

"Can we do that again? And you don't weird out because what would be real nice. I've waited too long for this shit." With that I uncomfortably sit up and look at her. Her cheeks are suddenly bright red. "Do you...er...want to...go on a date?" I nervously ask. I don't know why I'm nervous she just said I can kiss her again! "We fucking live together Dan. We don't need dates." That's when I nod my head. In silence I close my eyes and lean my head forwards. I'm not even sure if I'm kissing her correctly. It feels weird. I'm just doing what guys do in movies.

Kiss time...it's a prober snog. A long one too. During the kiss Kitty gets tired and lies down. Once she falls back on the pillow I pull away and open my eyes. "Why did you stop?" She asks looking bummed out. I point confusedly as her. "Because you're tired?" With that she shakes her head. "I'm not tired...Dan." She then pulls her nightdress strap down slightly and bites her lip.

Oh god.

I don't have..."I can't." I whisper feeling uncomfortable. I mean not because of Kitty, not at all. "Look in your drawer." With that I open up my bedside drawer and see a box of...oh god. "How did you...did you plan this?" I feel bad for asking all these questions. I know I've probably killed the 'vibe'...but seriously...what the fuck am I doing?

"Your mother gave me the pill this earlier. She's a good mom. I've never even had the talk yet alone got given contraception. Your dad put them in...him or your cousin. One or the other." She points to the box as I cringe. "They really did believe we're together." I whisper as Kitty nods her head.

"We don't have to do anything...Dan. You know that right?" I'm scared as fuck but...I want her. "I want to." I whisper nodding my head as she smiles drawing her body close to mine as she kisses me once again, removing my shirt while doing so.

I play along.