I knew you before

Not the best surprises

“What’s wrong?” Kyle asked, confusion swimming in his eyes. I knew I was stupid and I knew I was going to hurt him. Damn! Why did I have to lead him into this? If I hadn’t kissed him again then he wouldn’t have asked me out and now we were in this very, very sticky situation. And it was my fault entirely.

“Look, Kyle, I know I shouldn’t have led you on like this and I… I thought we had something but I realised that you’re my best friend now and, if we were to break up, I would have nothing.” I turned away from his cold stare and gazed up into the night sky. “One day you will find someone special who loves you for more than a friend. A girl who will love you for everything you are, even your imperfections. But your kissing is definitely not one of them,” I laughed nervously, trying to lighten the situation. I didn’t doubt anything in my little speech of wisdom (don’t know where that came from!) and was actually quite proud of it; even if I was still a little depressed that Kyle wasn’t ‘the one’.

“Thank you Christi,” Kyle said eventually. Then he got up and packed the stuff away.

“Are we going? It’s only nine o’clock!” I questioned him as he helped me up from the ground.

“Yes. You have to be up early tomorrow morning, remember?” He answered. Did this guy seriously know everything? I was starting to wonder if he was a stalker… “Nat told me.”

And that would be why he knew. We drove home in almost complete silence with the quiet radio music playing through the speakers. I still felt stupid and nasty and completely mean. I knew that he was probably heart broken but so was I! I wanted us to be together just as much as he did. Apparently there is someone out there for all of us but if Kyle wasn’t him, than mine had probably been hit by a bus. After what seemed like a lifetime, I arrived back home. The lights were all turned off so I presumed that everyone was asleep. Before he could escape, I embraced Kyle in a tight hug. Once he had got over the awkwardness of it, he hugged me back.

“See you on Monday, bestie” I smiled at him and dashed into the house before I caught pneumonia. I crept up the staircase silently and collapsed on my bed in my clothes. Within minutes, I was in a deep, deep sleep.

“Look at me Christie…” He whispered in my ear. Slowly I turned around to meet his beautiful eyes. “I love you” Then he was kissing me passionately and I was kissing him back. It felt so good, so right sitting there, alone with no cares in the world. The kiss deepened and my hands were making their way through his amazing soft hair…

“I love you too Nat…”

I sat up with a jolt. Was I dreaming about making out with Nat? I couldn’t be. That had to be one of the worst nightmares I’d ever had. Yet, strangely, I hadn’t wanted to wake up but an annoying beeping coming from my even more annoying alarm clock had dragged me out of it. Why was it going off so early? Oh yeh, I was being driven against my will to a football match with my ‘best enemy’.  Yippee!

I crawled out of bed and pulled my curtains back to check the weather. Just as I had predicted; cold and grey. After pulling on navy skinny jeans and a floral long sleeved blouse, I dragged my tired legs down the flight of stairs to the kitchen where I poured myself a lovely, refreshing glass of cold orange juice and tipped some cereal into my bowl. Not long after me, the remaining members of my family decided to join me.

“I hope you’re happy” I said to Sam, who was the reason I was up at such a ridiculously early time. “Because this had better be a good enough reason to spend hours inside a car with that thing that lives next door”

“Christi! That’s not a nice way to talk about somebody! Especially when they’ve offered to drive you there!” Mum scowled at me. Jeez, she could be so stupid sometimes.