The Traphouse // c.b & b.t

Secret Agent

"So." Sam adjusts his body in the front seat of my car. "What's so important?"

"I need to talk to you about Colby." I say bluntly.

He raises an eyebrow. "What about him?"

"I really like him." I say. "But I don't want him to know."

"Then why would you tell me?" He asks. "I'm his bestfriend."

"Exactly." I point my finger at him. "You know him inside and out, probably better than anyone."

He squints his eyes at me. "What are you getting at?"

"I need you to be my inside man." I say. "A secret agent."

"And do what?" He seems intrigued.

"I need you to tell me what he's thinking, what he's doing, I can't let him win this game." I say.

"What game?" He asks, confused.

"Okay, you can't tell Colby I told you this." I take a deep breath. "You know how I was dreaming about you at Kian and Jc's house?"

"How could I forget?" He shivers.

"Well, I was faking it." I cross my arms and smile.

"What!?" He clenches his shirt on his chest. "You know how nervous you made me??? I literally felt like I was going to throw up."

"Only Kian and Jc know." I say.

"But why did you fake it?" He asks. "And why me?"

"Well first off, because I heard you guys planning a prank. And second of all, to make Colby jealous." I say. "He wouldn't be AS jealous if I was dreaming about Kian or Jc or Crawford. It had to be you, his bestfriend."

"Jesus." Sam mumbles. "So explain this game."

"Pretty much we're trying to see who's going to break first." I say. "Who's going to fall for the other one, first."

"How do you know he didn't already lose?" Sam asks.

I raise an eyebrow. "Do you know something??"

"Candy." Sam adjusts his body again to get comfortable. "He talks about you nonstop,"

I feel my cheeks slightly blush.

"He already lost." He says. "So why continue it?"

"Because he doesn't know I know and he also doesn't know that I lost as well." I say, "I'm a competitive person, I have to win."

"This is confusing and sort of unnecessary." He says. "I get the tease and it lowkey sounds hot, but it drives you guys crazy, I can tell."

"Sam." I say. "I can't lose."

He puts his hands up in defense. "Okay okay."

"So will you help me?" I put my hands together and plead.

"Fine." He says. "So what do you need me to do?"

"Well." I look straight ahead and think. "We should do something all together, so you can really witness the game we're playing."

"Wait." Sam says. "When we were filming with Kian and Jc and you guys were having that weird argument during the trivia game, was that part of it?"

"Uhhh yeah sort of." I smile weakly. "That may have just been a small argument too."

"Oh my god." Sam chuckles. "So when should we all hangout?"

"How about later tonight?" I ask. "We can go to a bar or something?"

"A public setting?" He winces. "Are you sure?"

"We're not going to kill each other." I laugh at Sam's worried self.

"I know." He smiles.

"Okay, I can bring Franny with me and you can bring Kat if you want. But you HAVE to make sure Colby comes."

"What if he's busy?" Sam asks.

"Just make sure he's there, that's the whole point of all this." I say. "But don't really mention that Franny and I will be there, he may back out if he knows."

"Okay." He says. "So we'll have to pretend like we didn't know we were both going to be there?"

"Exactly."

"Wait this actually sounds kind of fun." Sam says. "I like being the secret agent."

"Don't let it get to your head." I laugh.

"I'll be the best secret agent." He says. "You won't even know it."

I laugh again and shake my head.

"Alright, I'm going to head home and get ready." I say. "How about we meet at the bar right around the corner from my place? I don't remember the name of it but you'll see it on the corner of my street."

"Sounds good, what time?" He asks.

"How about 8:00 pm?"

"Alrighty." He smiles and opens the car door.

"Hey Sam." I say his name and he turns around.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks," I say warmly.

"Secret agent, out." He playfully salutes me and closes the door.