Reaching into my clutch bag, I pulled out my phone and used it for light. I shone it on the person stood in front of me and discovered it was Justin. He was just stood there, staring at me, still holding my hand.
“Justin!” I shouted. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? I thought I was being raped!!” He put his hand over my mouth, winked and told me to ‘Sssshh’. His skin was so soft and he smelled heavenly, I wasn’t sure if it was his natural fragrance or from his cologne.
“Why?” I whispered. “Who are we hiding from?”
“No one.” Justin chuckled and licked his lips. Unf.
“Then why are we in a closet with the light off whispering?” I hissed, slightly pissed that he almost gave me a heart attack.
“Well, why not?” He winked at me again and my tummy flipped. “Don’t you think this is fun? Hiding out in a cupboard scared someone could walk in on us at any minute. Your heart is beating faster and your adrenaline is pumping, right?”
“Well yeah but why would I be scared someone could walk in on us? We’re not doing anything.”
“They don’t know that and what better way to start a party then with an adrenaline rush.”
“Justin Drew Bieber, you are officially a freak!” We laughed and I looked around the closet for a light switch. When I found it, I turned the light on but Justin was quick to turn it off.
“It’s more exciting in the dark.”
We stayed silent for a moment staring at each other. Although we couldn’t see each other properly, I could see just enough of his face to know his expressions. “Doesn’t this remind you of that time when we were playing hide and seek and no one could find us?”
Justin laughed, moved a piece of hair from my face and softly stroked my cheek, “Yeah, we were in that closet for hours!”
“Everyone gave up and left us.”
“Good times. Do you remember what we did in that closet?”
“Yeah, and?” When we were waiting for people to find us, we got really bored and one thing led to another and we kissed - a big deal for people that are only best friends. After that day, we never talked about it again.
“Well…we….oh, it doesn’t matter.” He stammered. “Where have you been all week? It’s like you have been avoiding me” He changed the subject. I remained silent and he squeezed my hand to get me to answer.
“Okay, I was kind of avoiding you.”
“What why?” Justin seemed genuinely shocked.
“I didn’t really want to be around you and Alyssa, that’s all.”
“Jealous?”
“NO!” Justin took my other hand and pulled me closer.
“Tell me?” He whispered in my ear and before I knew it, I was blurting out all my feelings for him. It took a while and the whole time he stood there staring at me in all I could describe as awe. When I had finished explaining, I was on the verge of tears. Happy tears because I was happy he knew. Relieved tears because it was a huge weight off my shoulders and sad tears because I’m scared of what he will think. My eyes welled up and a tear escaped the corner of my eye. Justin caught it and wiped my cheek. He squeezed both my hands and then kissed me. He kissed me. Kissed! Me! At the same time, we both pulled away and I let go of his hands to cover up my shocked face. I finally kissed him and all I can think is ‘I’m a cheater’. Justin looked like he was thinking the same.
“Ryan.” I mumbled.
“Alyssa.” He mumbled.
“We cheated.”
“I know.”
“What are we going to do?”
“I don’t know.” He rubbed the back of his neck and I rested my head on the door. Moments later, he turned me around, held my chin in his hands and whispered;
“I like you too but I thought you didn’t which is why I started dating Alyssa. I thought you would never feel the same so it was easier to move on.”
“That’s exactly what I felt.”
“Who gives a fuck about them? I want you.” Grabbing my waist he kissed me again. I wish I did the right thing and pulled away but I didn’t, I kissed him back. It was like my body took over my mind. I couldn’t stop kissing him, it just felt so right. Wrong but right. Our hands were all over each other, the passion was incredible. I would happily stay in this tiny closet all night then go out and party with Ryan. As me and Justin continued doing what we were doing I heard a noise.
“Justin, what was that?” I whispered.
“Nothing, forget it.” He said and carried on kissing me. I did too until I heard it again. Justin heard it as well and we both stopped in our tracks. The door handle was slowly turning. Justin held onto me tight and I lay my head on his chest. Our breathing was heavy but we remained as silent as we could. I braced myself for the door opening, revealing us like this. The thoughts of who it could be were daunting. I bit down on my back teeth and Justin held onto my tighter as the door slowly opened a crack. Just as we thought it was going to swing open it didn’t; it shut and we heard someone shout
“Oh there you are buddy! I’ve been looking for you!” Justin and I let out a huge sigh of relief. False alarm. Sounds like someone was looking for someone and was about to look in the closet.
“That was close.” Justin said.
“Too close!” I said pulling away from Justin. “What if we had been caught? What if it was Ryan or Alyssa? We would have been done for! I’m not taking that risk again Justin.” I reached for the door handle but Justin stopped me.
“But we didn’t get caught!” He held onto my arms, almost jumping for joy. “It was ok!”
“Whatever Justin. I best go find Ryan; we’ve been in here too long.”
“Wait!” Justin pleaded. “This is the last time?”
“Yes.” I said stubbornly. “It’s too risky.”
“But if we do it behind people’s backs no one will know! It will be like secret love!” He seemed too enthusiastic about this.
“So you’re asking me to see you behind Ryan’s back, your best friend’s back? Are you kidding me?” Justin looked deadly serious. “No Justin. After tonight, I don’t ever want to see you again.”
“Not even as friends?”
“No. If I see you as a friend, tonight will just keep repeating itself. I can’t resist you like that so it’s best if we don’t see each other. I’m sorry.” I left before Justin had the chance to say anything but not quick enough to miss the hurt look on his face. What was I supposed to do? Say yes to cheating, hell no. I’m better than that.
