Finding Tori ~~~~Reviews Welcome.. Tell Me What You Think~~~~
Flare
It was around three in the afternoon on a rainy and gloomily Saturday. Tori sat in her room, fiddling with the buttons on her pajama bottoms. Her parents were gone for the weekend and her sister, Trina, was off at university. California was in the midst of August and Tori's final year at Hollywood Arts High School was soon approaching, and so was her birthday. All of her friends had remained in town for the summer break, but no one had bothered to make any plans. Tori gave up on her bottoms and felt around for her phone. She felt under her sheets and found her Pear Phone. After pressing the phone's only button the device turned on and she began to scan through her contacts. "Andre" was the first name that appeared. The phone rang.
"Hello" Andre's voice was deep, and it rang throughout the headset.
"Hi Andre" Tori answered in her bubbly way. "Oh hi Tor, what's up?"
"Nothing really. I'm just sitting around upstairs. My folks are gone. It's kind of boring around here, and lonely." Tori subconsciously bit her lip. At that moment the loneliness of the matter began to set in.
"That's too bad Tor" Andre began, "do you want me to come over for a while? I'm not doing anything. Tori smiled.
"Oh no Andre you don't really have to, I'll be okay."
"Nonsense, it's no problem, I'll be there in a few."
"Okayyy" Tori beamed.
"Alright, I'll see you in a minute."
"Bye Andre."
Tori ended the call and tossed her phone back onto her bed. Andre didn't stay that far, so if she wanted to freshen up she was going to have to make it quick. Wait... freshen up? This was Andre, her best friend, that was really unnecessary. No matter the situation, they always enjoyed one another's company.
But that wasn't enough for Tori... for some reason she still wanted to make sure that she was in tip-top shape for Andre. After rushing to the bathroom to take a quick shower, she brushed her teeth while applying lotion her elbows, knees, and ankles.
She made to her dresser and found a black lace set and put it on. On top of her undies she put on her favorite blue tank top and a pair of pink pajamas, no buttons. For some reason, reasons she couldn't explain, she was terribly excited to have Andre over tonight. Tori even fiddled on her dresser for a stick of lip gloss. She put a thin layer of strawberry on her lips and ran downstairs at the sound of the doorbell.
She pulled open the wooden door the moment after hitting the bottom of the staircase. Andre stood there on the porch, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, and shielding his eyes from the rain. "Hey!" Tori beamed. "Hey Tor!" he yelled to be heard over the downpour. Tori stood in the door and smiled at Andre. Things got a little awkward as neither of them said anything else, and only sound that could be heard was from the rain outside. "Well... can I come in?" Andre asked, once he began to get cold. "Oh...y-ya sure come in Andre" Tori stammered as she stepped aside and let Andre in. "Thanks." Andre walked inside and waited by the couch, rubbing his hands vigorously in an attempt to warm himself.
"Thanks for coming Andre, really, you didn't have to" Tori began. Andre shook his head. "Come on now, stop being silly. Anything for you, Tor." Her expression softened. "Aww... who's the luckiest girl and has the very best friend in the world? This girl!" she said, pointing to herself with shaky thumbs. Andre laughed as Tori rushed him. His massive arms swallowed her up in the embrace. "Who's hanging with the prettiest and most talented girl in Hollywood? This guy!" Andre said in the same manner. Tori fought the blush that was coming on, but to no avail, her cheeks shone orange as a setting sun. "Aww... Andre do you really man that?" Tori asked, looking up Andre's chest and into his eyes. "Of course I do Tor. I really do think you're great. I'm not just saying that." Tori blushed again.
"I don't know what to say" Tori stammered, honestly lost for words. She knew that Andre was a sweet guy, but she never knew that he could be this sweet. "How about, what's on the menu? I'm starving." Tori let Andre free of her vice grip and followed him into the kitchen. Together they devoured an entire carton of vanilla ice cream.
The rain picked up and with it came a bit of thunder and lightning. Tori and Andre found themselves huddled together on the couch. Andre came up with the idea of watching a movie and he let Tori decide on what to watch. She chose a scary movie; one with ghosts, and spirits and such. All the while Tori jumped here and there, Andre couldn't help but stare at her. He couldn't help noticing how fragile she looked as she cowered behind the couch pillow whenever something happened. She was sitting with her feet on the couch and her hands were wrapped around her knees and the pillow.
She was facing Andre but had to turn her neck to watch television, giving him the perfect opportunity to sneak little peeks at her. He couldn't help but stare. She had no idea of the little things that she was doing to him. The way she flipped her long, dark brown hair from her face; the way she curled her toes every time the movie scared her, and most importantly, the shy smile she gave Andre every time she caught him looking; all of these things made his head and his heart spin.
"Did you just see that!" said Tori, jumping. Andre really had no idea of what was happening in the movie; he couldn't remove his eyes Tori's perfect figure sitting a few feet away. "Um yeah..." he stammered. His head snapped to the television, but in the corner of his eye he could see Tori looking at him, and if he wasn't mistaken, she was smiling. They continued to watch the movie, mostly in silence, that is until it scared Tori one too many times and she decided to take a break.
"I'm going to bathroom... be right back!" she singsonged. Andre watched as she skipped her way around the couch and up the foundation that led to the bathroom. Just then, a loud BOOM rang throughout the house, and all of the lights went out. "Um... Andre?" Tori called. "Yea" he replied. "What was that?" "Um... I think the house may have been struck by lighting." "Oh my God, are you okay?" "Yea I'm fine. What about you?" he called back.
"Yea, I'm good." They stood there in almost complete darkness and said nothing for almost a minute. "Um... Andre?" she called out. "What's up?" "Um...this may sound weird, but I'm a little freaked out. Do you mind staying over tonight? At least until the lights come back on?" "It's no problem Tor; I'll stay down here while you go upstairs. See you in the morning." "Um... Andre?" she called again. "Yea" he replied. "I don't really have to use the bathroom anymore; can you walk me to my room? The movie has me kinda freaked." "Sure, no problem. Where are you?" he asked. "I'm over here by the staircase, do you see me?" she asked as she began waiving her hands above her head. "Yea, I see you."
Andre rounded the couch and made his way over to the staircase. He nearly knocked Tori over as he approached the bottom step. "Sorry about that!" Andre pleaded as he wrapped both hands around Tori's waist and squeezed. He held onto her to keep them both from tipping over. His grip loosened as he his hands rose a little above her waist and under her shirt, something he hadn't intended on doing. "I-it's fine" she stammered. Tori looked up into Andre's face and for a second she forgot how to breathe. A bulldozer of emotions hit her head on, even though she could barely even see Andre. The slimness of her waist felt wonderful in his hands. It felt as if he could pick her up and carry her away. Tory was so tiny, and fragile. He loved that about her. "Are you ready?"
Andre asked once able to form a sentence. "Um...yea. I'll go first." Tori trotted past Andre and up the stairs. Andre watched intently; an… I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave, sort of thing. They reached Tori's door and Tori pushed it open. It was burning up in there. "Why is your room so hot Tor?" Andre asked. "I don't know..." she replied. "Maybe it has something to do with the air conditioner not working. Open that window for me?" she asked.
"Sure." Andre crossed the room and opened Tori's huge sliding window. "That's better" he said, letting the wind from the rain storm blow into their very dark space. "I'm actually more tired than I thought. I'm about to lie down" Tori admitted as she climbed into her bed. "Cool. I'll see you in the morning Tor." Andre turned away from the window and saw Tori snuggled up under her huge comforter. He laughed to himself. "Cute." At that moment the wind picked up and soaked Andre in rain water; the backs of his pants and shirt were drenched.
"Agh!" he roared. Tori erupted into laugher. "You think that is funny? I'm all covered in... rain gunk!" "I'm sorry I'm sorry" was all she was able to say through muffled laughter. Andre pouted. "Okay... sorry" she added. "It's cool. It's actually pretty funny" he replied. Tori laughed again. "Hey take that stuff off... you're dripping everywhere. Andre nodded and entered Tori's bedroom bathroom. He hung his shirt and pants above the shower and returned to Tori. "Woa Andre" she breathed as he reentered the room. Andre wore only his socks and basketball shorts. Andre had always been in a pretty fit shape, every since the day he and Tori met, however it never really registered with Tori, until now.
"Alright, I'm going to go ahead and go downstairs. Is there like a blanket I could use?" he asked as he approached the bed. Tori shuddered underneath the covers. "Um ya, in my closet" she offered. "Thanks" he replied. He turned and made his way toward her closet. "Or we could just share this one?" she added. Andre stopped and turned around. His brain had difficulty digesting what she just had said. "Um... you don't mind if I-if I sleep with you, tonight?" he asked, nervous as to what she might say. Tori shook her head vigorously.
"Come on in." A lump formed in Andre's throat as he nodded and walked back over to Tori's bed. She pushed the blanket down to her knees and motioned for him to hop in with her. Andre gaped at the sight of her. All the while he was opening her bedroom window, Tori had slipped out of her tank top and pajama bottoms. Even in the bleak darkness the moonlight illuminated Tori's skin, and Andre could see the black lace bra and undies she'd been wearing.
"Sorry about being all...naked" she said laughing. "I can't really sleep if I'm burning up." "Oh no, it's cool. I haven't complained have I?" he asked teasingly. Tori laughed. Andre climbed into her queen-sized bed and pulled the blanket up to his stomach. "The breeze feels really good" Tori admitted as she readjusted herself next to Andre. Their bodies touched and Andre instantly felt the warmth of Tori slither up and throughout him. Her scent, maybe lotion, was that of bananas and strawberries. He took in every bit of it that he could. "Yea, it does." the wind had picked up once more and became difficult for them to hear one another. Tori scooted a little closer to Andre and placed her head right on top of his shoulder. Confused, he responded by lifting his arm and wrapping it around her, so that he was holding her."
Can I ask you something Andre?" "Yea, what's up Tori?" he replied. "How can a girl tell if a boy likes her?" Andre swallowed hard; he looked down into her deep brown eyes and was pretty sure as to what she was getting at. "Well…" he began, but hesitated. "If a boy likes you, then he is definitely going to give you more attention than you're used to; in a different way that is." Tori nodded. "Well yea. And he's going to do sneaky things to be as close to you as he can. If he's a nice guy, then he's going to be really sweet to you. Things may seem strange at first, but if you think he likes you and you think that he's worth it, then you should definitely go for it."
Tori smiled. "You think so? I really don't know." "Have things begun to change between you two?" Andre offered. She nodded. "Okay, so when did this all start?" Tori thought hard. "Recently" she replied, eyes transfixed on Andre's. Andre sighed, "I know how you feel" he admitted. "You do?" Tori beamed. She couldn't explain how she felt about hearing Andre say that. "Yea. I think I'm starting to develop feelings for a friend of mine; or maybe, I've already had them and now I'm just now realizing it" he added. Tori smiled. "So…are you going to go for it?" she asked. Andre hesitated. "You should take your own advice" she offered, smiling. "Yea but, it's just, she's a friend of mine, and if I'm all wrong about how she feels about me it may make things very complicated between us." "I don't think so" Tori replied. "I think whoever she is, if you like her, she must be really nice."
"What makes you say that?" Andre asked. Tori's face turned so that she was no longer at Andre. She couldn't chance saying what she feared to say if she was looking up into his gorgeous face. "You're the best Andre" she finally whispered. "You're so nice, and talented, and sweet. You're a great person…and you look really…good…Andre." Andre strained to hear the whispers she uttered. "You think so?" he asked. Tori looked at him again nodded. Her cheeks were rosy but she still managed to smile. "Well I think that you're perfect Tor. You're beautiful, full of life, gifted in so many ways. I think you should go after the guy you think is crushing on you; that is, if you think he's worth it" said Andre. "Yes, he is. The problem is…I'm not worth him." Their noses were inches away as they spoke to one another now.
"Look, I know its hard putting yourself out there, but you have to. It's hard because you're scared that the person who may be interested into you doesn't really feel that way. What's more obvious is that, you like him too. You should go after him." "But what if it messes up our friendship?" Tori asked. "A guy would be dumb to not be into you, let alone let it mess up your friendship." "But—" Tori began before Andre cut her off. "Not buts…but yours. I'm kind of cold, do you mind scooting closer a little." "Sure" Tori whispered, and she closed her eyes as she backed up into Andre's lap.
They both lay on their sides; Andre's arm was wrapped around Tori as she lay on the other one. That's when Tori thought about what Andre said, how boys who like girls find sneaky ways to be with them. A light bulb didn't trigger, but slowly glowed in her head. "So, how do I go about going after him?" She asked. "Flirt with him. Don't over do it, but… hold his hand…smile at him. Touch him a lot. He should catch on, as long as he's not… slow" Andre said, smiling at her. "Okay, I think I'll try it." Tori closed her eyes and let herself float on Andre.
The minutes turned into hours as they drifted off. Around twelve that night, something in Andre's pocket buzzed. He tried to remove his phone before it bothered Tori, but she was already up, giggling. "What are you doing?" she singsonged. It's from my grandma. She wants me to come home, now" he replied. Tori's face saddened. "Can't you just tell her that you're at friend's house?" Andre shook his head. "My grandma is dangerous by herself. I forgot to tell my parents that I was over here, so they left her home thinking I was coming back. They're in Bakersfield now." Tori's frown turned into a pout.
"Are you absolutely sure you can't stay? I'm still…" the word she wanted to say was lonely. She hated the idea of Andre leaving. Not the fact that he was leaving her alone, but the fact that he was leaving her. She was absolutely enjoying his company more than she'd supposed to. "Sorry Tor" Andre said, returning the sunken expression. "It's okay" she replied, looking down. She couldn't believe it; she was actually feeling heart broken over the fact that Andre was leaving. "Hey… this was fun Andre. Thanks. You give really great advice. After Andre retrieved his still damp clothes from the bathroom he sat on the edge of her bed. Tori offered him a pillow case to carry them in. "Thanks Tori. You know, anything I can do to help, I will. I just want to see you happy. You deserve it."
Those words meant way more to Tori than Andre could have ever imagined. She smiled up at him, and slowly her arms found themselves around his neck. Andre returned the hug and held her as if she was the most fragile thing. They released one another and slowly walked to Tori's bedroom door. She offered to walk him downstairs and to front door, and when declined on the grounds of her being too scared of the dark to walk back upstairs alone, she felt slightly offended. After assuring him that she was a big girl and not a baby, Tori stood in the doorway as he wrapped his arms around her for another hug. His huge hands made circles around the small of her back, making her jump a little.
When they pulled away, Andre's eyes were transfixed on the way Tori's vanilla body looked under the moonlight. Tori caught on and folded her arms around across her chest, smiling and drumming her fingers. "What?" Andre asked. "You like my…um…undies?" she asked, beaming. Andre felt guilty. "Yea, I can't lie. You look good Tori." Tori gave him a deep, confident, and affectionate smile and said, "So do you." Andre returned the smile with one of his own.
"See you at school Monday" Andre offered, looking nervous. She winked at him and gave him a sort of seductive smile. Andre smiled again and made for his car. Tori watched as Andre tossed the pillow case full of clothes into the passenger seat, started the car, and drove off. She couldn't believe that she just had flirted with Andre, of all people, her best friend. What if she was all wrong, and Andre took her subconscious actions the wrong way. A million thoughts swam around in her head as she wished she could take back what she'd just done. She closed the door and trotted upstairs, thinking of how she missed the way she felt inside of Andre's body as she lay on one lonely side of her bed.