"Are you afraid of me now?" Colin asked me.
"No." I said, looking out the window, and not looking at him. His eyes kept on changing, like Jennifer's did when I was underneath her. The truth was that I was scared, but not of him, of how he could hurt himself.
"Then look at me, please." He said weakness in his voice.
I turned to look at him. His hand slid on top of mine, but I paid no attention, I just watched him drive. My hair fell around my face. He looked over at me once but I snapped out of my little trance and looked back out the window. There was a long, awkward silence. We stopped in front of my house. I lived alone, my parents were deceased. Colin turned off the car. I got out of the car as he did. He walked me to the door as I opened it.
"Well, um, bye." Colin said.
"Colin," I started, grabbing his wrist.
"Yeah?" he asked, hope in his voice.
"Please, stay the night." I begged.
"Sure." He said, smiling his famous, nervous looking all the time smile.
We walked in and I closed and locked the door. There were three locks, the deadbolt, the chain, and then an extra deadbolt. My parents were big protection freaks. I turned around and Colin was nowhere in sight.
"Colin!?" I yelled.
"Up Here!" I heard him yell from my room. He didn't have his chains anymore, they were in the back of his car, so I couldn't track him down. I trudged up the stairs slowly. It was late and I was tired. I walked into my room and jumped a little at the sight of Colin with his shirt off. I rubbed my eyes to make sure that I hadn't collapsed on the floor and was asleep already.
"Oh, sorry about that, I was just getting ready to go to sleep." Colin said.
"No, no, it's fine." I said. "I've just never seen you with your shirt off before."
"Oh, okay." He said, laying down on the floor.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Laying down to go to sleep?" he questioned me.
I looked to the bed. "You want me to sleep with you?" he asked.
"Well, not in the sexual way, but yeah." I said, pulling my shirt over my head. Colin's eyes grew wide.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said, looking down and playing with the blanket. I pulled down my skinny jeans and walked over to my drawer. I felt Colin staring, but I pretended to ignore it. I pulled a black tank top over my head, and it clung to my body tightly. I next pulled on some plaid pajama pants. They were loose around my waist. I turned around and Colin was staring at me. I waved lightly at him and he snapped out of it and waved back.
"How long have we been friends?" Colin asked me.
"Um…about seven years." I said.
"Okay, and what might ruin that?" he asked.
"One of us dying, or you killing me with your new demon abilities." I said, mentioning nothing about a kiss.
"Okay." He said as I turned the light off.
I lied down in the bed and I felt his muscular arms wrap around me. They pulled me closer. My face nuzzled into his bare chest. It was sticky with sweat.
"Are you hot?" I asked, sitting up a little.
"No." He whispered.
I got confused. Why would he be sweating if he wasn't hot or nervous. Nervous. The word rung through my head. His face moved down closer to mine.
"Colin, what are you doing?" I asked as he touched my cheek lightly.
"I'm being Colin." He said seductively. I couldn't resist my best friend.
"Kara." He whispered, tickling my ear.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"I love you." He whispered.
I was shocked, I hadn't expected him to say that. I didn't know what else to do but to kiss him. I wrapped my fingers into his curly black hair. Our noses brushed together. I closed my eyes, letting him take over. His warm, sticky breath stuck to my lips already.
"I love you too." I whispered, almost not able to be heard, but with the silence in the room, it was heard, it rung through both of our ears.
His lips set on mine as I felt him smile as I kissed back.
