Moonlight (BWWM)| Wattys2016

Foreplay

We pulled up at Baskin Robbins and he killed the engine.

"Ice cream?" I muttered to myself

"Are you lactose intolerant?" He asked worryingly.

"You poured milk and flour in my hair in grade 8. Are you seriously asking that now?" I shook my head as I remembered how I struggled to get the mixture out of my hair that night.

He sighed. "Things have changed, Mia. I could never hurt you in any way, what so ever." he professed.

"What changed?" How could such a large change happen in the short amount of time he's been away? It wasn't natural.

"Have it ever occurred to you that maybe I did all those things because I liked you?" He ignored, asking his own question.

I glanced over at him as my hand found the handle for the door. "That would mean you absolutely hated Hailey while you had your tongue down her throat all these years huh? How did you do it?" I mocked, rolling my eyes and exiting the car.

I heard an angelic sound escape his throat as he laughed at what I said. I fought to control my beating heart, willing myself to calm down.

I hated myself for my feelings towards him. After all those things he did to me as we grew up, I still remembered the boy from grade 3. The one I had a crush on. Even though I got out of the car before he did, somehow he managed to reach the entrance door before I did.

"Thanks" I muttered out of habit, accepting his sudden act of chivalry.

"You're very welcome, love" He flashed a toothy smile. They were the straightest and whitest I have ever seen, and the most dangerous looking. I rolled my eyes so he could see, but my heart was beating out of control.

The parlor was filled with people from school seeing how this was a regular hang out for a Friday afternoon. Some of his friends were a head of the line in front of us. I had a mixture of feelings for some reason. I was happy because he would leave me alone and join them, and I could just take the bus home from here. But I didn't understand why I was upset.

He finally joined me in line, his height towering over me. I felt awkward standing beside him. He made me look bad; he dressed like a model on a regular basis while I was average. Next was the fact that we weren't really friends, neither were we in the same social circle; He was at the top of his own, and I was at the very bottom of mine. But I was fine with that, as long as it took me out of the spotlight.

"Your friends are waving at you" I informed him as death stares came my way.

"Oh," His head rose from my face and towards the group of people. "Come on" I heard his friend Jack call. "Do you want to move up?" Christian turned to me.

"NO! GO!" I demanded a bit too loudly. The embarrassment of his presence beside me was really turning me off, or maybe it was the embarrassment my presence brought him that made me uncomfortable.

He peered down at me, his mouth closed. This was it. Our five minute relationship was to end here and we would be going our separate ways.

A friend of his came down the line, a wicked smile on her face. "What are you doing back here? Come join us in front" She emphases, making sure it was clear she was only inviting him.

"I'm okay, thanks" He shrugged. She stared at him as if she didn't understand, and then she turned to me.

"You can come too" she invited.

"No thanks" I brushed off, her fake smile really turning my stomach.

"Suit yourselves" she giggled playfully, touching Christian's arm. "We'll just see you outside then"