For You

More than just plain friendship

While me and Dave were having a moment it's obliged to have danger . Since, there's always danger where everything is so happy and just like that I hear a call.

"Ellie! "

I break the kiss parting our lips away, pushing him gently when I hear footsteps .

I realize mom is heading to my room and it was obvious I was going to get grounded.

My parents would not allow me to kiss a guy especially in my own house. It's like totally illegal for them. Since I don't have any siblings they were actually never in that phase and my dad loves to scold me and have that 'I am finally a parent of a teen' feeling and well mom, she's too workaholic to even cognize it. If my mom observes me here taking a shower with Dave she will scold me to death. While dad, first of all he hates Dave ( I am still trying to figure out why) and second he will have a heart attack. My dad can be really melodramatic in these situations.

I clearly remember when I was in middle school and I had a friend over but according to dad I had a 'Boy' over at my house. It was Andy also known as the 'grade A kid' . He gets straight A's well in every subjects and I needed him to help me in math, cause I suck at math. So, it took me literally the whole day to convince him to help me study for the math test I had the next day . The whole day why? Because he was too shy to even look at me then take my offer. But in the end he did agree after much request or some reasons I can't share.

Bringing him home made me promise myself that day I will never bring a guy friend over. My dad talked to him the entire time and not let me once interfere. I thought he was shy but with dad he kept blabbering and I even couldn't hear their conversation. Considering, mom was letting me busy in the kitchen to help her making that special pie she learned from the internet the previous day .

Anyway, I failed that test. Dad lectured me and I shouted, "It's your fault." And he yelled back, "Well you should have brought a girl then."

I didn't know gender problems would be this much in my family, not to mom though. But since Dave and I have been friends for a long time, dad finally adjusted his thoughts of me having guy friends. But that doesn't mean he won't freak out catching me in a scenery like this.

Currently, I am in the bathroom with Dave panicking and I don't know what to do at this terror moment. I look at Dave who's shaking as well and I whisper to him slowly to keep quite. I get out of the bathroom to meet mom closing the door behind me . She was trailing her eyes in the room to see if Dave's around.

"I see Dave's gone."

When she spins around her eyes finally lands on me.

"Honey , why are you taking shower with your clothes on?"

My hands were in my wet hoodies pockets and I was portraying to behave normal in front of mom . I don't know if I should laugh or cry. I am really bad at reacting in serious situations. Typical me I guess. But before I could say something I hear Dad busting car horns aloud from the garage. Mom looks at her phone and then back at me saying, "Well save it. I have to go somewhere. Don't invite people and keep the house clean. " And just as that she leaves the room in a rapid motion leaving me with a person I slightly trust right now.

When the door bangs closed Dave gets out with a smirk on his face.

"Looks like we have the house to ourselves."

He takes a step closer to me while I say, "Don't imagine too much. We are just going to....... hang out." I was stammering.

I don't know why but this time I didn't believe myself saying that. Dave softly whispers projecting his head nearer my neck , "We will see." Initiating that obscure chilling onto my skin and drawing his head back he looks at me in some of kind of way I have never seen.

What did we do exactly? Well, we watched movies not the sappy romantic ones. The sci-fi ones, because we love Sci-Fi. We watched some Friends episodes. We ordered Pizzas. We danced over our favorite songs. Those are the things we always did as friends. But, something new was included this time.

We kissed in the middle of each.

(play the song)

At 6 pm ,I finally turned off the TV since he slept on the sofa. His head laid on my lap. I slowly remove his head using a pillow for him to sleep on as I try to get up. Before I start to walk away he surprises me by grabbing my hand like he doesn't want to relinquish. I walk towards the sofa wearing a smile on my face like it's a permanent jewelry gifted by him. He tightened his grip as he pulls me closer making me fall over him. I was on top of him. My body pressed against his and I felt something. I felt shy for the very first time in front of my best friend.

"Are you leaving me?" he says like he is afraid, afraid to loose.

I laugh quietly , "Why would I?"

He starts curling my hair slowly with his fingers escorting an unfamiliar tingling sensation inside of me and tucks it behind my ear steadily.

"Because, I think I will hurt you."

I could already feel the tension rising between us. The kind of spark which I usually thought only exists in movies.

Our eyes were set on each other. But, I finish contemplating straightaway. I didn't want to rush things so fast . So, I get up withdrawing all my body's weight I was putting on him as I endeavor to walk straight to kitchen not glancing back.

"You hurt me a lot of times before Anderson. You didn't seem too care at that time."

The sentence breathes out of me inadvertently. I know I sounded harsh. But that was what I was thinking at that time. I say everything on my mind when I am in front of my best friend and I don't feel embarrass a bit. But this time, it was different.This time saying that to him is hurting me too.

I don't turn around when I say that. I was afraid to see his emotion, his reaction.

I take out the orange juice box from the fridge as I feel some warm hands holding me from the back. I spin around to hug him and we don't say anything. It was weird for me since I never felt like this before. My last relationships didn't felt like this. Didn't felt complicated. Didn't felt real. But this time, it was real. This time, it was special.