The room was crowded, but my eyes made their way to him immediately. He always stood out to me. It was like I could be surrounded by thousands of people and I would always be able to find him.
He was dancing with a group full of people we were both friends with. One being his ex Katrina. Their breakup was mutual and they continued to be friends, but she was obviously still into him. I mean so was I, which made it hard to blame her.
It would almost be easier if they were together. He wouldn't be single and I wouldn't have this urge to tell my best friend I'm in love with him. Sam was one of those people who you just instantly fall in love with as a person. He's funny, carefree, and honestly the sweetest person you'll ever meet. I knew all of this since we became best friends 8 years ago, but over this past summer my feelings toward him had changed.
After his breakup with Katrina in the spring, we had spent the whole summer together. Just him and I doing whatever we felt like. I started to feel butterflies every time he was around me, but I brushed them off thinking I was probably just getting sick or something.
Now it was undeniable. I was in fact falling in love with my best friend. The tiniest smile makes me feel like I could melt and I can't help but think how it's weird how I'm just now thinking this.
I had never questioned my sexuality before the summer, but now it's all I could think about. I was only ever attracted to girls, but now I can't get Sam out of my head. It was like my whole life was starting at the age of 23.
I knew I wanted to get drunk enough to distract me from him, but I also didn't want to get drunk enough to tell him how I was feeling. So, the first thing I did was go to the drinks. I poured myself a cup of whatever was in the bowl and made my way to the dance floor.
I looked around for anyone who could possibly occupy my mind, but of course no one was good enough. No one even closely compared to Sam and I knew that better then anyone. I ended up grabbing a random girl and pulling her with me. She was dancing against me, her brown hair seeming to be all over me as well, but it did nothing for me.
I sighed in defeat and walked away from her without saying a word. I sat down on an empty couch and scanned the room looking for him. When I couldn't find him, I was a bit confused because I could see practically every part of the small house from here. I wondered where he could be, until I felt a dip in the couch next to me.
When I looked over, I couldn't help but smile at the sight of his messy brown hair and crooked smile. He smiled back, but he was obviously waiting to ask me a question.
"Go ahead, ask me." He laughed lightly, but looked around the room and then back at me.
"Why are you sitting here alone? You're usually the life of the party." I gave him a small smile and shrugged my shoulders. I couldn't tell him he was the reason. That I couldn't get him out of my head and that all I wanted to do was be alone with him.
"I'm just not feeling it tonight." He frowned and leaned into the couch completely. We stayed silent for a few minutes just staring out into the flood of people, until he picked up my hand to play with the rings on my fingers.
"You know we can leave." He said making me look over at him. He kept his gaze on my fingers, which I had placed gently on his knee. I couldn't help but think about how much more I wanted to do.
"Sam, just because I'm not having fun, doesn't mean that we have to leave. Go have fun with everyone else." He rolled his eyes, but placed his head in my shoulder making me tense slightly. I relaxed once he put his hand on my arm as if to reassure me that everything was fine.
"I want to have fun with you, Colby." I blushed at the statement and he shot up from our previous position quickly.
"I didn't mean like that! I meant as in I want to hang out with you!" I laughed and nodded letting him know that I knew what he meant, but inside my heart broke.
"Katrina has been all over me tonight and I just kind of want to go home as well." I smiled and grabbed his hand to pull him toward the exit. Opening the door and finally being outside felt like the biggest relief.
Sam went to go get in the passenger side in my car, but I got this overwhelming feeling to stop him. So I did. I grabbed his wrist, which caused him to look back at me.
"Colby what's wrong?" I didn't answer him, but instead I brought him as close to me as I could. I wasn't sure where this confidence was coming from, but it was there and I couldn't think about that right now.
I put my hand on his cheek and looked down to his lips then back to his eyes that were already looking back at me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but I gave him a look that must've told him that I was asking for permission. He nodded and I felt my heart flutter with anticipation.
I leant down and placed my lips gently on his. It was passionate and sweet. Nothing had ever felt so right. As our lips moved against each other's I didn't think about what would happen afterwards or what would become of us. All I could think about was him and how perfect he was.
He wrapped his arms around my neck as my hands were now around his waist. I pulled away and tested my forehead against his, trying to regain control of my breathing.
"You don't know how long I've been wanting you to do that." He said making me laugh. If I had known he felt this way, I would've have done it a million times already.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting to do that."
A/N: I seem to have a problem. I have been watching around 10 hours of Criminal Minds a day and it's taking a toll on my life, but oh well. Now I just have a strong obsession with that show as well as Matthew Gray Gubler. I love life (sometimes).
