Teenage Dream

by Lucy Samb

You/ Darren Criss fanfic. The story is about your life with Darren in high school, college and professional life among friendship,love,fights,comings and goings and how you both go through serious stuff such as bullying,suicide,discrimination and life itself. It starts when you meet Darren, a guy of your school in St. Ignatius College Preparatory who never noticed you, a loser.

49. In the arms of an angel

A/N: Hello everybody! How are you doing today? I have an important announcement: It's my duty to let you know by this that due to external causes that directly affect my being, from today onwards, I will update every other Saturday. I wish I could continue to update weekly, but unfortunately I can't. I almost have no written chapters left and I don't have so much time to write; so I need to change something to be able to update regularly. So, next Saturday you won't have a new chapter. But hey! In those days you can do something more interesting than reading this silly story! We need to find the positive side, right? Okay, I think that's all I have to say. Now, I'll start replying your reviews!

alicegursk: I did that as a revenge! You were being cruel, so I needed to be cruel, and when I decide to be cruel, I'm really cruel; you surely noticed how cruel I can be and you surely noticed how many times I said cruel and now cruel seems to be a weird word. I can't sleep on the couch, Alice! Remember that you were the one sleeping on the couch? The couch isn't so big for the two of us and we'd have an empty bed and that's such a shame. Yeah, even though Kelly had a bad childhood, she still acts rudely, which is not nice, hence I understand why you don't like her. But give her a chance, poor girl! Do you want me to make it be like she kissed him? Alright, if I do it, as a reward, I want you to tell me what you don't want to tell me! Because if I do it, it's because I'm being nice, and it's only fair if you're also nice to me. So... You know. Anyway, my mind is so crazy that I don't know if I'm gonna do it or not; you should read and find it out. Alicino! Why Alicino? I think I'm gonna create Alicino and is gonna be something similar to Aladdin, just because the names are similar. Now I need to plan how Alicino is gonna take action and make them kiss! Yes, till February, fuck everything! It's because in this country, in this career in particular, when you're in your final thesis, you don't have time limits, you just graduate when you finish your final thesis. And just because I'm kind of a nerd and I want to get the highest score in my final thesis, so that I can get my degree with the best result, I'm taking a year and a half to make it great, and also because my thesis is very complicated and complex so it requires a lot of time. Hopefully, everything will work out.

Vcriss: She was cruel, wasn't she? Yes, I think that if I were Freckles I'd kill her as well; it was unnecessary all that Kelly has done to Freckles. And yeah, she doesn't love Darren, or does she? The question is... Why were Kelly and Darren kissing? Why Darren, after all that happened, was kissing Kelly? It seems it makes no sense, but maybe it does make sense. It was very selfish of Channing not to have waited for you. But, just because he has a baby doesn't mean that you shouldn't have hopes. A baby is very important, but the baby doesn't tie anyone to keep being with their couple. So, don't give up hope! Yes, maybe to clone someone would cost a lot, but we can try to be friends with the scientists and beg them to do that for us! Do you really think Americans are stupid? I never thought so. Maybe they're not experts in science, the experts in science I think are the Japanese, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I think intelligence has nothing to do with where they come from; it comes within every person as individual. And hey, Steve Jobs was American and he did create Apple! I think that's a big deal, isn't it?

MeMi83: It was risky from Freckles to have decided to go run alone considering how tough things are with this thing of W! And Noah, Noah is a weird and mysterious guy; with time you'll find out what type of guy he is; maybe he's not so nice, and maybe he's not a jerk... Some people are weird and hard to characterize, Noah is one of them. Yes, poor Freckles. Not only Kelly was being super cruel with her, but Chuck was also a bit rude and then she had to stand seeing Darren and Kelly kissing. That's what I call a bad day. If I were her, probably I'd be crying in a dark corner, alone. Darren didn't forget what Kelly has done, he just understood her and her problems, so he feels kind of pity for her and now he doesn't know how to treat her, unlike before; let's not forget Darren is a nice person. I think now it's time to know why they were kissing! And yes, I also think that Darren and Freckles are better together! They were like perfect for each other; unfortunately things are not as before, but at the end, this could be a positive thing, or maybe not! It's so cool that you love debating with your friends! I think that debates are a good excuse to know more about more things, like they open your mind to things that before you couldn't see, and you learn how to accept the diversity of opinions, which is great. And yes, you're right about the songs. Also they depend on my mood, I didn't think about that, but it's right; sometimes I wanna relax and I use the slower songs; but sometimes I just wanna dance and be crazy and I have to listen to other types of songs. Oh, you can play instruments! I wish I could do that! I always loved piano, but I'm just not good at that stuff, so I just admire my family who can do all of that; they can play tons of instruments, they can sing and they even have a recording studio. And it'd be cool to learn, because wherever you go, is even better if there's a guitar. I love listening to people singing and playing guitar, it brings me peace and joy. And like you, I love music, even if I'm not good at it, I love music and I appreciate it so much; I can't go a day without listening to music and singing, even if I can't sing! haha. And you're so right! At first you love being less busy after you've been super busy; but as days pass by, you just hate the fact of not having anything to do; it's boring. Now, I'm sending warm fuzzies in your direction as well and I hope you find something entertaining to do! You can go for a walk, paint, sing, go to new places, and hang out with friends, read a book... Uf! So many great things! Enjoy your time and make it be totally awesome!

amritsoomal: I'm gonna admit I was super cruel there! The reasons why I did that are unknown. Now, you said that in that way that I'm starting to feel pity for Freckles, that was cruel indeed. But you'll see how things between Darren/Kelly were. Don't steal me my Nutella! No, you can steal everything you want, except my Nutella! Nutella is something like sacred for me. I'm sure you did great on your exam! Really, how was it? Are you free now? If so, let's dance and celebrate! Aww, Chuck needs to go! But he will return, and it'll be with Jen and then everything will be awkward for everyone! For sure you're gonna get Chuck/Jen interaction and it could be interesting. And oh my god! haha! Right after you mentioned that at some part I wrote Karen instead Kelly, I checked the chapter; and you're right! Oh gosh! And you know what's the worst? That I confused their names several times and before posting the chapter I had to correct them. It seems that I forgot to correct one part! Kelly, Karen, they're similar! Damn, if I had chosen a different name, none of this would have happened! Sorry for the confusion and trauma I caused you! It was not my intention! Oh god, haha! And Brian, muahaha! I'm cruel and I won't let him be happy; at least not for now. Nonetheless, it could be interesting if Brian falls for Mandy; and at first I was about to make Brian fall for Meredith, but then I said... Nah! Anyway, maybe Brian won't fall for anyone else, but certain someone is gonna help him to be happy. Now, I dedicate this chapter to you because... You finished your exams! There's nothing better than that! Yay! Now it's time to have a blast!

vicky: I understand you were busy! These are the hardest times, I guess! But you're almost done with school, aren't you? Kelly had a story; she had something behind all the cruelty. She just can't trust people and sometimes that leads to treat rudely other people; and that's something really hard to change. I'm glad you can understand her; I think you're the first one who understood her. And you're right, she tries and that's what matters. Yes, you also noticed that her love story was very similar to Darren and Freckles'! Could it be coincidence? And again, you were the only one who asked about his twin brother and that's great. Yes, she will meet Wade again and he will take an important part in the story. I agree that twins have a special connection than a sister and a brother don't; and sure she misses him, but her brother is someone really complicated and he has done certain things to her that hurt her; that will be explained in other chapters, but that will take a long time! Yes, Chuck had no rights to have done what he has done; but sometimes old brothers are like that, so overprotective with the little brother, even if the little brother is an adult. Oh, it happened to me! But you're right, Chuck didn't know anything about Freckles and it was wrong of him to have judged her. And I needed to make Chuck and Freckles be okay again! I always liked their friendship, even if I didn't write much about it; I think it was cute. About Freckles and Darren... Maybe you'll find it out in this chapter. But I think she's not still in love with him, she's confused because he was her first love, and what a love! It's always super hard to forget your first love; actually, you can never forget it, that's why is complicated and that's why Freckles and Darren have a lot of comings and goings. Well, at least that's what I want to show. Yes, it's too soon! If I were Freckles, my heart would be breaking into thousands pieces! It's horrible to see for the first time your first love kissing another girl. Well, my favorite new Darren's song is Once Upon a Time. I loved that song so very much, maybe because I felt identified somehow; and besides because the melody and composition of the song is wonderful. What's yours? About his tour... Well, I couldn't be aware of everything because I'm busy with other stuff; but if there's something I consider as really cool is his idea of the picture perfect girl; it's a great idea and not many artists do something like that; it's a good way to show his fans that he appreciates their support. I think he's doing a great job, all the fans who got the chance to go loved it; and I think he deserves this all.

Emma: Yes, I can imagine how stressed your mom must be! It's always hard for a parent to let go their children! Surely she still thinks you're her little girl who never grew up; well, at least that way my mom acted with me. And imagine, she has to let go the two of her kids; not one, two! Is your brother going to NY too? Yes, I can understand you! It must feel super weird that you were one of them! I mean, you should feel proud of yourself because it's something really good. You, out of thousands people, were selected by them! I listened to the song you told me! I haven't heard it before! It's such a great song to make a choreography out of it! The rhythm is very catchy, I'm sure you'll keep them entertained with that! Uh, Elton John! I like Elton John and he has a lot of great songs, but he's a classic and it's always hard when you sing someone as representative as Elton is! Now, I can't really suggest you anything, because I don't know what kind of songs and singers Julliard prefers. But I think you should sing something that represents you, a song with which you feel identified; you know, one of those songs you sing with all your being and soul; all of us have one. Even if it's a hard song to sing, if you feel like 'in touch' with the song, you'll sing it passionately and you're gonna show yourself in the audition; so I guess that's what it really matters, to show your passion and your personification of the song. For example, making your own version of the song and making some arrangements (is this the right term?); it can be super risky, but if you get it, you could leave them speechless. Now, you surely noticed I'm a zero when it comes to music! haha, but I hope you could understand what I'm trying to say. Oh, I wish I had a mom who was good at making clothes! I'd have my very own clothes; I have a quirky way to dress up (I like weird things, haha) and I don't find clothes I like so easily and that's kind of frustrating! Oh, I'm not so good at being a girlfriend! Maybe I'm good at being a friend and at making a lot of friends; but my boyfriend always complains about me, because I'm not so affectionate; actually I am, but for some reason I can't show that in the usual ways; like, I'm not one of those girls who kiss or hug their boyfriends all the time; and I'm actually a very reserved person, so I don't say 'I love you' all the time, as my boyfriend would want. So, that's complicated. I'm only good at designing and in creativity, but in specific areas; also in history, I love history (weird too much?). Is Kelly Darren's new love? Oh, I don't know! You'll find it out in this chapter. Please, don't be mad at me! Maybe Kelly is not so bitch! But Darren does get a new love, remember? Okay, I wish you can enjoy this new chapter! Love and warms fuzzies!

Adorkable Sherlock: I was surprised that you didn't comment on Monday! I thought that an alien kidnapped you! You scared me, Sherlock. Now I know that no alien kidnapped you, it was school, that biatch! So, the only exam left you have is literature and judging by what you said, you're gonna rock that exam and then... Vacations! Hell yeah! Now, I bet your classmates hate you when you beg the teacher to make you read another book; that was always a problem in my school; for some reason, people nowadays don't like reading, which is such a shame because reading is one of the best things in world, like, for some hours it's just you and that imaginary word that a book offers us. People should appreciate it more. And you passed physics, one of the worst subjects in the entire universe! Geez, physics totally suck; fortunately I didn't have much of it in college. Oh my god, you're dancing like Chandler! That's so sexy, shake it Chandler! Oh, so many memories! Sorry, but no one can make a better dancing than Chandler! hahaha. I can totally picture you yelling that through all your school and I don't know why I'm picturing you like a cartoon, raising and waving your arms; and I have no idea why that cartoon looks like a bunny, maybe you were a bunny in your other life, who knows? Think about this: Only one more year of school and then that shit is done and you'll start college! Like, yay, huzzah for college! Trust me, if you hate school (as I did), college is the best thing that can happen to you! Yet, one random day you'll surely feel scared to finish school, like you'll feel nostalgic. I hated school but I couldn't avoid feeling nostalgic the last day of school because I spent 12 years of my life in that place. Jeez, Sherlock! You're traumatizing me! It's disturbing to see myself as a fetus! Like, no! Gosh, I prefer to be all old, with a lot of wrinkles, and all that an old person has than to be a fetus! You're like Joseph Gordon Levitt with long or short hair? I always suspected that you were an alien, Tommy, I mean Sherlock, I mean Gab, GAB! Well, it's not like it's a deliberate attempt on your part to seem average, see what I did there? And I agree with you and with Carson. Nowadays everything is sex, sex, wars, guns, sex, sex, exaggerated love, false pregnancies to keep the charming guy, sex, sex, indestructible badass guys, sex, sex, and more sex. Like, what happened to the old and innocent and not for that less interesting shows or movies? We all are fucked up, because it seems it's getting worse and worse; like, if there's no wild sex, no one is interested on watching the movie, which is stupid. And you're very welcome my dear Sherlock! Just kick that asshole's ass! Don't sing depressing songs! Please, don't! Like, if you sing me Taylor Swift's songs, imma die! (I don't like Taylor's songs, by the way; but it seems everybody likes her songs; I just like more classic songs). Alright, let's not sing 'Not the boy next door' or Chris will appear to kill us because we're screwing the song because, obviously, no one can sing that song as Chris does. Chris' voice is angelical! And now, I'm picturing you reading the notes with glasses on, the kind of nerdy glasses (which I love!) as though you were some kind of psychologist. Alright, psychologist, let's not talk about Darren and Mia, I won't argue! Lyla! Yes, oh gosh, I was so cruel in that moment, I can't believe I killed Sami's mom! Shit, I was such a bitch! But... It's life! And in life, sometimes beloved people die... So... Well, maybe I'll do it, or maybe not. You were a good Sherlock there! Lost was my favorite show ever! Like, I was obsessed and I made people be obsessed with it too, so we could share an obsession. I haven't watched Once upon a time, but for what you told me... I need to watch it! Jeez! You had me with all of those stories f my childhood! And it has mystery and the stories mix up! Okay, I think I'll watch it as soon as I finish this term of college! Now I'm excited because I really wanted to find a good show to watch! Like, the last I saw was The Vampire Diaries and Game of Thrones and the seasons finished, so, I'm like... What can I watch? And I won't argue with you because you're gonna send me Hagrid, and I really don't want Hagrid to force me to sit on his lap to start bouncing me... Yet, I could accept it if the Hagrid is Brian Holden with that fake (and apparently uncomfortable) beard. The news is gonna be entitled: Mr. Fluffy, the damned teddy bear, kills all the humanity. Wait... Who would write the news and who would read it if Mr. Fluffy kills all the humanity! Maybe Mr. Fluffy is part of the Damned Fluffy Teddy Bears clan who are planning to take over the Earth! Let's not be gringas, let's be British and let's scream 'We're bloody ace!". Now, Sherlock, Best of British (good luck!). Cheerio (bye!). Lots of candies and love, your Moriarty!

Alright, that was all for today, guys! Thank you very much for the reviews! Now, remember, there's not gonna be a new chapter next Saturday, please don't be mad! I hope you can enjoy this chapter, even if I'm not sure if you're gonna like it! Now, I wish you a totally awesome week full of rainbows and happiness! Warm fuzzies and see you in two Saturdays!

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Teenage Dream – Chapter 49 – In the arms of an angel.

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Darren and Kelly didn't notice you were still there and you were way too perplexed to do something. You needed to get away from there because this was hurting you. Yes, you weren't in love with Darren, but seeing him kissing another girl that way was something odd and sad to see. That. You were feeling sad for some reason. Maybe Chuck was right; maybe you were bothering Darren and maybe you didn't want him to be with another girl; not because you were selfish but because this was still weird for you. Maybe you were just that: a bother for Darren. Yes, you knew he liked you and he was good when you were together just bullshitting; but when the other girl was around, you were just a bother. You couldn't stay there any longer, you needed to go before they could see you or this was going to be awkward. You quickly wiped your tears away and you put a smile on your face before walking to where Joey, Brian and Chuck were. When you saw them you tried your best to keep the smile on your face but it was being hard, you were feeling bad and you couldn't do anything about it. You just needed to go away, to stay away from them because you didn't want them to see you sad. You really wanted to come back to your room and forget the scene you just saw of Darren and Kelly kissing. Chuck and Joey were talking about something and you walked straight to Brian. You walked towards him and you took him by his wrist, so he looked at you with a smile; with a smile that quickly vanished when he saw your face.

"Sunny, are you okay?" He asked concerned and so softly that Chuck and Joey didn't hear.

"I'm fine." You replied in a whisper, looking down and still grabbing his wrist. "I just wanna come back to our room."

"Why? What has happened? I thought you wanted to go for some beers. Sunny, are you really okay? You look pale." Brian whispered still concerned, now placing his hands on your shoulders.

"I just feel a bit dizzy. If you wanna stay, you can stay. But I will just... I will come back to our room." You whispered still looking down, feeling really bad, but trying to hide it.

"Of course I won't let you go alone. I'm going with you." Brian said firmly and you noticed he wanted to look into your eyes but you kept avoiding his gaze. "Just let's wait until Darren and Kelly arrive so we can greet them."

"No." You refused strongly and Brian frowned slightly. "I really want to go right now."

"Fine, as you wish." Brian said softly and he caressed your cheek smoothly before walking towards Chuck and Joey. "Hey guys, maybe we could leave the beers for another time."

"What do you mean?" Chuck asked confused, frowning.

"It's just I remembered I have to do an assignment due tomorrow that I haven't even started and it's already too late." You answered quickly and Brian looked at you frowning. Of course you had nothing to do and he knew it.

"Freckles, are you okay? You look pale." Joey asked frowning, looking at you.

"Yes, I'm fine." You answered forcing a smile. "I just really need to go right now. I really have to do that assignment."

"It's okay, we get that." Joey said. "But Brian, bro, you're staying, right?"

"Umm, no. I'll go with her. It's dark already and it's kinda dangerous if she returns alone." Brian replied.

"Oh, what a shit, man! I'll have to stand Kelly alone." Joey exclaimed moody and you looked at him. When you heard Kelly's name you started feeling bad again. You really needed to go right now.

"Yes, I'm so sorry guys! Really!" You said quickly and you tried to force a smile again. "Greet Darren and Kelly for us! And Chuck..." You said walking towards him and you hugged him. "It was really nice to have seen you again and to have talked to you. I hope you can have a good last day in here and I hope you can come back soon."

"Will do. And I hope to see you in NYC sometime, Freckles." Chuck said smiling friendly.

"It would be cool." You answered with a smile.

You greeted Joey and Brian greeted both of them and then you and Brian left the shop in silence. You walked to the bus stop also in silence. You knew Brian was looking at you concerned and also intrigued to know what was happening to you; but he didn't ask anything because he knew you and he knew you didn't like to talk whenever you said you were fine but wasn't like that. After a while you arrived at your room and the first you did was to cuddle on the couch with a cushion. Brian stood in front of you and looked at you, yet you kept looking down while hugging the cushion.

"Do you want a coffee or a drink?" Brian asked softly.

"No, thank you." You replied dully, looking at the floor.

"Okay." Brian said in a whisper.

He sat next to you and he remained looking at you while you were still trying to avoid his gaze. You couldn't get why you were feeling so bad. What you saw shouldn't affect you so much. After all, both Darren and you were single and you were just friends, so you shouldn't feel sad for that kiss. But you couldn't help it and silent tears started to stream down your face again and you knew exactly why: You were lonely. You had no one to love and be loved and you wanted to be with someone. And Darren was very important to you, so seeing that kiss just emphasized more the loneliness you were feeling. When Brian noticed you were sobbing in silence, he moved closer and he placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey, Sunny, what's wrong?" He asked softly.

"I just wanted to leave that place." You replied with choked voice, covering your face so maybe that way you were going to be able to stop the crying.

"Hey, but we did leave. We're already here at our room." Brian said softly, squeezing your shoulder.

"I know. But I felt really uncomfortable, Brian. I really didn't have a good time there. My plans were about having fun and nothing went as I expected." You answered wiping your tears away and finally looking at Brian sadly. "And there was this Kelly girl. She wouldn't stop saying me rude things and I don't even know what I've done to deserve being treated that way. I have no idea what I did wrong."

"You did nothing wrong, Sunny. She was the only one who was being rude for no reason. Maybe she was just jealous, I don't know." Brian said shrugging.

"Jealous? Of what, Brian?" You asked frowning, in disbelief.

"I don't know... You girls are weird... So maybe because of the way she noticed everybody likes you and because you're funny, smart and very beautiful..." Brian replied a bit uncomfortable.

"Oh, that's absurd, Brian." You said huffing, looking away. "It just made me feel bad the way she treated me."

"Well, just forget about Kelly! She was rude and you shouldn't feel bad for something a rude person did or said. Just feel good because, even though she was rude, you could keep being cheerful and nice to everybody. You should feel proud and not bad. Who is Kelly to make you change your mood?" Brian asked frowning, looking deeply into your eyes and you looked at him and smiled slightly. "Is that the reason why you wanted to go?"

"Yes..." You lied looking down.

It would be better if you didn't tell Brian that it was because you saw Kelly and Darren kissing, because then he was going to start asking you uncomfortable questions you didn't want to answer for now.

"So we left for a stupid reason. If there's someone who should have gone, that was Kelly. Joey told me he couldn't stand her and Chuck also didn't seem so happy to have her around and less Darren, he seemed to be uncomfortable. We should've stayed." Brian said, still placing his hand on your shoulder.

You remained looking down, thinking it wasn't like that. You knew you were the one who had to go, because Darren was uncomfortable only because you were there, not because Kelly was there. But you couldn't explain this to Brian right now, because you started feeling bad again.

"No, I really wanted to go and be here." You answered gloomy, still looking down.

"Okay, just never let hurtful things that your eyes see, hurt your bright eyes and ruin your smile." Brian said softly and he caressed your shoulder. You finally looked at him and you smiled sweetly at him because of all the nice things Brian always did for you. "That's what I'm talking about." He whispered kindly, still caressing your shoulder, smiling back at you. You moved closer to him, wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your head on his shoulder.

"Thank you, Brian, for defending me when Kelly was saying rude things. You were the only one who did that, and although I haven't asked for it, you did it. It was very sweet from you and I'm very grateful for what you did for me." You whispered and then you looked up at him before kissing his cheek. He looked down to look at you and he smiled kindly. "Why have you done that, though?" You asked curiously. Brian looked away a bit uncomfortable, but then he looked at you with that particular twinkle in his green eyes.

"Because I didn't like the way that girl was treating you. And because you... you're my best friend and I'll never let someone hurt you, no matter who." Brian answered with a sweet smile and you couldn't help smiling fondly at him. You buried your head on his chest as you hugged him tighter.

"Have I ever said I love you?" You asked while still burying your head on his chest.

"A lot of times. But I never get tired of hearing that." Brian whispered and he kissed your head.

"Brian?" You whispered. "Could you please hold me?"

Brian didn't answer. He only wrapped his firm and muscular arms around you. This was what you needed, to feel a little comfort in the arms of someone, to feel like you weren't so lonely, even if it was your best friend the one who was making you feel like that. Brian started caressing your hair with one hand and rubbing your arm with his other hand, as you were just placing your head in his chest, smelling his perfume. Then Brian kissed your temple and rested his cheek on your head. You started feeling meek and vulnerable as you felt how tears wanted to fall down your face again. Why did you have to feel so lonely?

"Do you love me?" You asked in a whisper while burying your head in his chest, enjoying the way Brian was caressing your hair.

"Yes, I do." Brian replied in a whisper while nuzzling your head with his nose.

"But if I don't ask you, you don't tell me so. Why do you never tell me that you love me?" You asked anguished, still feeling lonely and very vulnerable.

"I didn't know I had to say it to let you know that I love you. I always thought is with actions and not words the best way to show someone how much you love them. Am I doing something wrong that you can't notice it?" Brian asked softly but a bit confused, still holding you tightly in his arms.

"No, you always show me. But sometimes you just need to hear someone saying they love you; sometimes you need to hear those words." You answered with choked voice and teary eyes, still burying your face on his chest. You didn't want to cry, but tears came out anyway because you were feeling sensitive.

"Now, look at me." Brian whispered sweetly but firmly, placing his hands on your cheeks. You finally looked at him and you got lost in his deep green and bright eyes. "I'm telling you that I love you. I love you so much, Sunny." He whispered very affectionately, looking deeply into your eyes.

His eyes were really bright and the mesmerizing twinkle in his green eyes appeared again. Brian was really beautiful in every sense of the word. You remained looking at him for a really long time, appreciating every feature of his face: he had really mesmerizing deep and warm green eyes; long lashes; a perfect nose; well-shaped and plump lips that were kissable; the most amazing smile, perfect white teeth and very gentle features; soft hair, and a chiseled jaw, high cheekbones and well-formed bone structure making him strikingly handsome. Not only that, but he had broad shoulders and the shape of his Biceps, Triceps, and Deltoids were easily seen through his shirt. And besides his attractive features, Brian was a charming and warm-hearted guy. He was literally like one prince out of a fairy tale. You placed a hand on his cheek and started caressing it to feel his soft skin with not even a single pimple, while looking into his eyes with your lips parted. He surely felt surprised by the way you were caressing his cheek and the way you were looking at him, because he looked at you a bit nervous. Damn, how come you never noticed that Brian was so handsome and appealing? Why were you feeling attracted to him all of a sudden? Why did you have this need to kiss him? Why did you think that by kissing him you wouldn't feel lonely any longer? This wasn't right; he was your best friend. But he was handsome and sweet and you were feeling lonely and needed some kind of affection; and Brian was being really nice, cute, and affectionate and caring with you. Without even thinking, you leaned closer to him and you pressed your lips against his, kissing them very gently and softly. His lips were indeed very soft and warm and they tasted so good; his smell was also very pleasant. You kept one hand on his cheek, you placed the other hand on the nape of his neck and you pulled him closer to you to deepen the kiss. Brian was very strained and surprised by what you were doing; but you, for some reason, wanted to do this. He didn't move and he wasn't kissing you back, he was really uptight and you could sense his heart beating fast. You parted your lips from his but you kept brushing them, with your eyes closed. After a while, Brian placed both of his hands on your jaw and he started kissing your lips very gently but a little deeper than the way you kissed him. You tangled your fingers in his hair with one hand still on the nape of his neck. The gentle, soft and sweet kiss quickly turned into a deep and almost desperate kiss. The room was so silent that you could hear the heavy breathing of both of you. Brian broke the kiss several times to breath in front of your lips to recover his breathe and to then keep kissing you. You felt a warm sensation when he introduced his tongue in your mouth and he started massaging your tongue with his. You broke the kiss several times to recover your breathe and to nibble his lower lip. But you couldn't stop kissing him; his lips felt really good and he was damn hell of a good kisser. This was wrong, but you were feeling good. You weren't feeling so lonely and it's been a while since the last time you kissed someone this way, so it felt good. After nibbling his lower lip, you pulled him into a very fierce and fervent kiss while you moved closer to him. While still kissing like this, you finally managed to sit on his lap, with your legs on each one of his sides. Brian placed his hands on your waist as you placed your hands on his stomach, underneath his shirt. You touched his biceps and triceps as he moaned in between the kiss; but he didn't touch you. You broke the kiss only to take off his shirt in a very fierce way and right after this, you opened your eyes to stare and admire his bare and well-toned upper body. When you looked up, Brian was looking at you perplexed with his lips parted; his hair was all messed because of your fault and he had rosy cheeks; he looked really hot like this. You quickly leaned over to start kissing his neck. You noticed Brian closed his eyes again and he started moaning softly; when you started sucking his neck, his moans were louder and those sounds he was making were really turning you on. You were feeling really aroused and this felt really good; so you started unzipping your dress and you quickly took it off. Brian looked at your upper body still with his lips parted and his eyes seemed to be like disorientated; then he looked into your eyes again and you took advantage to lean over and kiss his lips again, very fervently. Brian placed again his hands on your jaw and you moved to sit on his crotch, he was already hard and when you felt this, you moaned in the kiss. You unfastened your bra and threw it on the floor. You pushed your hips against his crotch and Brian whined and thrust his hips up as an instinct as he placed his hands on your waist. While still kissing almost lustfully, you took one of Brian's hands and placed it on one of your breasts. He got strained again; you felt his heart beating fast against you, you heard his heavy breathing against you and you heard his moan in between the kiss.

"I love you." He suddenly whispered hoarsely in front of your lips, brushing them with his. You just kept kissing him fiercely.

"I love you too." You whispered weakly in front of his lips before biting them and kissing them passionately again.

You tangled your fingers in his hair again and kissed him even more fiercely. You were really aroused and the way Brian was kissing you as one of the best kissers in the world was driving you crazy. Damn, you never felt this with Ian. With your free hand, you started rubbing his bare chest and you made your way down to his stomach and then to his hipbone as you started thrusting your hips against his crotch. You couldn't stop moaning and neither could Brian. The kiss started turning into just pressing parted lips together to gasp heavily. You unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and you started rubbing his pelvis. In reaction to this, Brian whimpered loudly and thrust his hips up, placing both of his hands on your hips.

"Do you really love me?" Brian asked in a moan in front of your parted lips.

"Of course I do." You replied also in a moan and you kissed his lips ardently again, running your fingers through his pelvis, trying to run them underneath his underwear. "You're my best friend, of course I do." You moaned.

Right after you said this, Brian stopped kissing you abruptly and he grabbed your wrist to stop you from touching his pelvis. You opened your eyes to look at him in confusion, not knowing why he could have stopped so abruptly. When you looked at him, he was looking into your eyes, frowning with his lips parted. His eyes seemed to be confused and sad. Why was he looking at you that way? Why has he stopped you? He kept grabbing your wrist and he moved the hand he had on your hip; then he looked down, still frowning and with that disturbed facial expression. What was going on?

"What?" You asked gingerly and hoarsely.

"Why are you doing this?" Brian asked disturbed, still looking down. Then he looked up straight in your eyes. He seemed to be... hurt?

"I don't know... Because I want to and... Come on, Brian..." You replied weakly trying to kiss and touch him again, but he held your hands and moved his face to look at you still with that weird look.

"No, stop, Sunny, really." Brian whispered and looked down again, with his eyebrows downward. "What is this all about?"

"Just... I'm alone and you're alone... And this is like... Like a way to help each other." You answered frowning, feeling too stupid to think right now because you were still aroused.

"To help each other?" Brian asked looking at you with an incredulous facial expression and sad eyes.

"Yes, we're best friends and we both are alone... Like, I don't know... Sometimes best friends do this kind of things, like fuck buddies." You answered awkwardly, still frowning.

"Like fuck buddies?" Brian asked again with sad eyes and then he looked down and ran his fingers through his hair. "That thing of fuck buddies is a stupid thing. When friends do that is because they just want to have a fun time and they really don't care about each other's feelings. I don't want that with you. Not with you."

"What? Don't you find me attractive? Because I do find you attractive and we're best friends, so I don't know what the big deal is." You said frowning, also looking down.

"Yes, I do find you very attractive. And the big deal is that I care about you way too much to screw our friendship only because one night we were aroused. I don't like that thing of fuck buddies and I'll never want to be that with you." Brian said pursing his lips, still with his eyebrows downward.

"Brian, come on! We both are alone and we have needs. When was the last time you had sex with someone? High school? Don't you have urges?" You asked looking at him frowning as he was still looking down.

"Yeah, high school, but it doesn't matter when the last time I had sex was. And yeah, I do have urges, I'm a human being. But I'll never use you to satisfy my urges because I'd never want to turn the amazing relationship we have into a vicious thing only to satisfy our sexual urges." Brian replied looking deeply into your eyes with distressed eyes.

You remained looking at him for a while, now feeling terrible, ashamed and anguished. Then you looked down, you pouted and you started feeling that lump in throat, that pain in the chest and those tears in your eyes. You couldn't believe what you've recently done. You led Brian, your best friend, to end up like this with you. You kissed him in a very fierce way and you were about to have sex with him only because you were feeling lonely. How could you have done that to your best friend? And you knew that Brian hasn't been with a girl in a long time, you knew he was feeling very desperate; and you took advantage of it because you knew he was going to kiss you back because he surely had urges as any human being. How could you? How could you have done it without considering the consequences that could be losing your best friend? You were feeling like a desperate slut who has forced your best friend to have sex only because you were feeling lonely; only because you've seen Darren and Kelly kissing and you felt really lonely and ugly. You moved away from Brian's lap and covered your face with your hands and you started weeping.

"I'm so sorry, Brian!" You said crying, still covering your face with your hands, bending your legs and resting your head on your knees. "I'm so sorry, I didn't want to... I didn't mean to use you! I'm so sorry." You said weeping disconsolately. But then you looked at Brian again to find him looking at you with sad eyes while tears wouldn't stop falling down your face. "I just want someone to make me feel attractive and loved."

"You don't need to have sex with someone to feel attractive and loved." Brian said softly looking deeply into your eyes.

But what he said somehow made you feel worse so you sobbed. Brian moved closer to you and he wrapped an arm around you, caressing smoothly your hair. You rested your head on his bare chest and you started crying again.

"Then how? Then how can I feel attractive and loved if I'm alone, if I'm lonely, if nobody wants to be with me?" You asked crying while Brian kept caressing your short hair.

"Listen, Sunny. Just because there's a specific person who doesn't want to be with you, doesn't mean that no one finds you attractive and no one loves you. There are a lot of people who love you so much and who find you very attractive." Brian whispered softly again.

"Like who?" You asked exasperated looking into Brian's eyes with teary eyes. Brian remained silent for a very long time, apparently uncomfortable. He obviously didn't know who to mention because he knew there was nobody.

"Like me." Brian finally answered in a whisper looking intensely into your eyes with his bright green eyes. You shook your head and looked down, shedding more tears; he wasn't getting what you were trying to say.

"Of course, because you're my best friend and I'd say the same of you. But I mean... Another guy, a guy who is interested in being with me, a guy who's willing to give me love, who's willing to treat me as a girlfriend." You said shedding tears feeling very lonely.

Brian remained silent, still uncomfortable. You looked at him to see why he was so silent. He was looking away with sad eyes, pursing his lips and with his eyebrows downward. He seemed to be deep in thought, as if he was lost... and sad.

"You know?" Brian whispered still with his gaze lost. "I could be that guy." Brian said with trembling voice.

And then he looked into your eyes again. You saw the twinkle in his eyes again; his eyes were really deep and there was something weird in him. Why would he say he could be that guy? He really wasn't getting what you were trying to say, like that time you confessed him you wanted to have a boyfriend. You looked down and sighed.

"Brian, I really think you're not getting what I'm trying to say..." You whispered sadly.

"Yes, I know exactly what you want to say." Brian said firmly and you looked at him again. "You want a guy who can make you feel attractive and loved, a guy who is willing to give you all the love you need and deserve, a guy who can make you feel as his girlfriend; so that way you won't feel as if you were lonely. Because there's a guy who will make you feel you're the most valuable thing for him. I know that's exactly what you tried to say." Brian whispered looking intensely into your eyes and you nodded slightly. "I can be that guy." He repeated and you sighed again, frowning and feeling bad.

"Brian, you're so sweet and all you do is simply so wonderful. But I need a guy with who I can cuddle, I can sleep at night, I can hug and kiss, I can make love with. That's the guy I need." You said whispering distressed looking at him.

You didn't want him to misinterpret you and think that you didn't appreciate what he was doing for you; but you needed to let him know that this was something more than a best friend could give you. Brian was now looking at you with those sad eyes that were heartbreaking. He was surely thinking that you didn't appreciate what he was doing.

"You need that kind of guy only because you don't want to feel lonely and you want to feel special to someone?" Brian finally asked looking deeply at you.

"Yes." You whispered anguished looking at his sad eyes.

"Then I can be that guy." Brian repeated insistently and you sighed and let out some tears, feeling frustrated. Brian held your hands and you kept looking down. "What you need is not a boyfriend but a person who can make you feel special. You really don't need someone to kiss or have sex with if what you really want is to feel special to someone, feel loved, attractive and not lonely. Therefore I can be the guy." Brian said firmly and softly and you looked at him afflicted while he was looking at you full of hopes. "Let me be that guy for you."

"No, Brian." You answered afflicted but very firmly because he needed to understand this wasn't something that your best friend could give you. Brian looked down sorrowful and pursed his lips, still holding your hands though. "I really need a boyfriend who can kiss me and have an intimate relationship to feel attractive and loved the way I need."

"You know?" Brian said after a long time he was silent. He looked up at you again and your eyes met his. He seemed to be nervous but determined at the same time. "I'll prove you wrong." Brian said and you shook your head and sighed. But when you were about to say something, he interrupted you. "No, listen to me, Sunny. I'll prove you wrong and I'll show you that you really don't need to have a boyfriend to feel all of that. I'll show you that I'm that guy who can make you feel special, attractive, loved and not lonely without the need of kissing or having sex. I'll show you that." Brian said resolutely looking deeply into your eyes. You were about to refuse, but he interrupted you again. "Do not say anything at all. Just let me show you, you won't lose anything by trying. So, give me the chance." Brian said now in a supplicant way.

You sighed distressed, looking down, but then you looked into his deep green eyes. He was so hopeful and eager that you wouldn't forgive yourself if you said no and hurt him. He was trying, after all. He was doing this only for you, to make you feel good; he didn't have to do this, but he was doing this anyway. For you. You looked at him with teary eyes because of the thrill you were feeling for seeing him trying to do his best for you, to make you feel better. You smiled fondly at him and caressed his cheek smoothly. Brian smiled back at you and he brushed a strand of hair that was covering your eyes.

"Okay." You answered still smiling fondly at him with teary eyes.

"Good." Brian replied with another fondly smile.

Then he crouched to grab your bra that was on the floor. You realized that your upper body was still naked and you suddenly felt embarrassed and covered your breasts with your arms. You were naked in front of your best friend. Then Brian moved closer to you with your bra on his hands.

"I feel so ashamed." You whispered while frowning and blushing.

"Don't be." Brian whispered with a kind smile.

He sat behind you and started to put your bra on. You let him doing so and you let him fasten your bra for you. Well, nobody ever fastened your bra for you after having sex or something. It was always you the one who had to do it, and it felt nice that someone else was doing it for you, even if it was Brian, your best friend, the one who was doing it. He didn't make you feel embarrassed; he made you feel as if he cared about you somehow. Then he caressed both of your arms with his hands and kissed softly one of your shoulders.

"I won't let you down." Brian whispered softly in your ear and you turned your face to look at him. He was looking into your eyes and he was smiling kindly.

Then he stood up again and zipped up and buttoned his jeans again as you were looking at him still feeling a bit embarrassed for being in this situation with your best friend. He crouched and grabbed your dress and then he looked up to you. When he noticed you were looking at him, he just smiled kindly again. He walked to you with your dress, still shirtless, and then you stood up. He also put your dress on for you and while he was doing this, you felt his bare upper body against yours and you shivered slightly. He zipped up your dress and then he kissed your cheek as you smiled at him. It was really weird to feel how someone was dressing you instead undressing you. It was a very different feeling that you've never felt. This should be the feeling of someone really caring about you; a simple gesture like this. You looked at him very thankful and he just smiled charmingly before walking to get his t-shirt and put it on. You looked at him in silence while he was combing his messy hair with his fingers. Brian was weird; but weird in a good way. He was unique. What kind of guy would have done something like this for you with no intentions to get in your pants after all that recently happened? When you were kissing and touching him, he could perfectly have kept going because you knew he was aroused and he had urges; but he stopped you anyway. And he stopped you not because he was rejecting you, but because he understood you were doing that only because you were feeling bad with yourself. And instead being mad at you, he was kind, sweet and caring; he forgave you and he even told you that he was going to make you feel special. Tears started to stream down your face because of the thrill and because you were feeling very sensitive. You had the best friend you could ever have. Brian finally looked at you and when he saw you crying in silence, he didn't say anything, he just walked to you, wiped your tears away and smiled. Then he walked you to the couch and made you sit there; yet he remained standing.

"I want you to wait for me right here." Brian started saying with a smile and then he walked to the desk to bring something. "Take this, you can read this while waiting for me." Brian said giving you a book. "Salvador Dalí, your favorite painter, isn't he?" He said smiling brightly.

"Yes, he is." You replied with a giggle, grabbing the book. He really knew a lot about you.

"Alright, just... Wait for me. I won't take so long." He said and when you nodded he turned around and went to the bathroom.

You started reading the book and observing the images of the paintings by your favorite painter. You were entertained, but truth was Brian was actually taking a long time. Yet, you kept waiting for him on the couch. After a while, Brian appeared again with a bright smile and you looked at him frowning and a bit amused.

"Would you do me the honor of accompanying me, miss?" Brian asked as a gentleman, handing you his hand. You chuckled and held his hand.

"Where, mister?" You asked amused as you stood up.

"I'd like to show you the new facilities of this spa." Brian answered with a saucy smile, walking you to the direction where the bathroom was.

"Spa?" You asked with a chuckle, frowning amused.

"Oh yeah, right now we're in a very renowned spa and I'd like to show you the special room reserved only to you, an important lady." Brian answered with the same saucy smile.

"Well, well, well; I'm intrigued to know how it looks like, mister." You said amused.

When you arrived to the bathroom, the door was closed and he made you stop. Then he let out your hand and opened slightly the door of the bathroom.

"After you, miss." Brian said making a gentleman gesture to invite you to get in.

You walked into the bathroom and then you found out why Brian took so long. He lit some candles and placed them on the lavatory and on the bath. He also placed some aromatizes of your favorite scent. He filled the tub with water, bubbles and Epsom salts. There were also towels, sponges, masks, facial cream and body lotion. You smiled amused and also sweetly at him as he was smiling brightly.

"I like this room, mister." You said chuckling.

"I'm glad." Brian said nodding as a gentleman. "Now, would you do me the honor of sitting right there?" Brian said pointing you the toilet. You frowned because this was weird but you did it anyway. Then Brian walked towards you with a bowl. You frowned when you looked at it.

"What is that?" You asked suspiciously.

"Just close your eyes." Brian demanded and you hesitated before doing it. Then Brian started applying something in your face. It was a mask. You giggled while he was doing this. "I've heard that a mask of avocado and yogurt is pretty good to moisturize and exfoliate skin."

"It really is." You replied while laughing while Brian was still applying the mask on your face.

For some reason he knew how to apply it because he didn't cover the part of your mouth and eyes. And this was weird, it was weird the way someone was applying a mask for you because nobody else has done it before. What was this? You didn't care about the answer; you were just enjoying this way too much.

"Alright, we're done." He said and you opened your eyes to look at Brian smiling. "Now, miss, I'll leave you alone so you can take a very nice bath. When you get in the bath, do not forget to place in your eyes those cucumber slices. I've set an alarm that indicates the time you have to get out the bath and cover your body and hair with these towels. Do not forget to apply body lotion in your body to moisturize your skin. Right after that, you'll have to come to the massaging area that is located in the bedroom." Brian said smiling brightly.

"Massaging area, eh?" You said amused.

"That's right, miss." Brian said smiling proudly and you chuckled. "I hope you can enjoy your immersion bath, miss."

"Will do." You said smiling widely.

After Brian left the bathroom, you took off your clothes and you immersed in the bath. The water was really warm. You did what Brian said, you placed the cucumber slices in your eyes and you just enjoyed the bath. You noticed that Brian, before leaving, put on some relaxing music. This was really nice and you didn't realize how much you loved doing this and how little time you dedicated to spoil yourself with these kinds of things. Actually, it was Brian the one who was spoiling you. After all, he was the one who came up with this idea and the one who prepared everything. You smiled pleasantly when you started thinking about all the things Brian always did for you without expecting anything in return. You also started thinking you should do more for him; you should also surprise him because he deserved so. He deserved so many things. You couldn't remember the last time you surprised him with something nice and that made you feel a bit sad. You should think about surprising him as a gratitude for all he always did for you; but instead, Darren was the only one who was in your mind. You were always thinking about Darren, about the things you could do together, about the things you could give him, about the way you could surprise him, about the way you could make him smile. And Darren was with Kelly. Why were you doing this? Why were you after Darren if he had another girl? Why were you doing this if Darren was only your friend? Well, you shouldn't stop doing those things with Darren, not even if he had a girlfriend or whatever Kelly was; because you enjoyed being with Darren and you loved doing those things for him. But you should also start thinking about Brian who was all the time taking care of you and was always there for you to cheer you up, to listen to you, to talk to you, to support you, to give you a hug when you needed one; Brian was always there and he never disappointed you. And you should also let yourself meet a guy, you should be open about it, you should just meet someone new. You were so deep in thought until a loud noise scared you: the alarm. After laughing at yourself because of the way you got scared, you got out the bath and you applied body lotion in your skin as Brian told you, you took off the mask of avocado and yogurt with cool water, and you covered your body and hair with a towel. You checked the time: You've been there for over an hour and a half. Wow, you thought you didn't take so long in there. You walked slowly to the bedroom. Brian wasn't there yet, but you could see a blanket on the floor and some pillows. There were also some light scented aromatherapy candles and reed diffusers and air fresheners. There was also music and different beauty products. You looked over your bed and you saw one of your evening yellow dresses and a pair of heels. You frowned when you saw this. What was Brian up to? You walked to your bed, thinking that maybe you should wear that dress, but suddenly you heard someone knocking the door.

"Can I come in, miss?" Brian asked.

"Sure you can." You answered still covered with the towels. Brian opened the door and he looked at you with a nice smile.

"Have you enjoyed the immersion bath, miss?" He asked as a gentleman and you smiled brightly.

"Of course I have. Thank you." You answered smiling sweetly.

"It's my pleasure." Brian replied smiling. "Now, would you do me the honor to lie face down?"

"Alright." You answered with an amused smile.

You did exactly what Brian asked you and he placed a pillow underneath your breast bone and folded two towels and placed one underneath your forehead and the other underneath your ankles. Then he unfolded to your waistline the towel that was wrapped around your chest to expose your back. This was feeling really weird.

"Okay, I'll begin. Let me know if anything I'm doing is painful or uncomfortable." Brian said softly and you just nodded.

You noticed he placed massage oil in a cupped hand and spread it across you back, shoulders and neck with long and light strokes. Then he started massaging your back, the sides of your spine and your shoulders and neck with palm circles, muscle lifting, with his knuckles, and with his thumbs. Oh damn hell, this was heaven. You couldn't remember the last time someone gave you massages and this felt really relaxing and pleasant, even if from time to time it was painful because of your contractures. But Brian was always smooth and gentle. After a long time, Brian draped a towel over your back and rubbed it gently so the towel absorbed the oil.

"Alright..." Brian whispered softly, placing his hands on your shoulders. "Now you can get up, very slowly."

You smiled in pleasure and you started getting up, but you wobbled because you were really relaxed. Brian held you and helped you to stand up while you placed your hands on his shoulders.

"Thank you, Brian. This was truly amazing." You said smiling affectionately at him.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. This is the first time I gave massages to someone." He said chuckling softly.

"I don't believe you!" You exclaimed amazed because he was really good.

"Well, believe me. I had to google it to know how to do it." He confessed laughing and you raised your eyebrows in surprise. "Well, but we're not done yet."

"Aren't we?" You asked curiously looking at him and he smiled in a mysterious way.

"Of course not. Would you do me the honor to sit in that chair over there?" Brian asked pointing you a chair in front of the nightstand.

You did what Brian asked and you noticed he placed a mirror on the nightstand and also a comb, a hairdryer, and the box in which you had your make-up. You chuckled amused and Brian sat in a chair next to yours.

"So? What are you planning to do now?" You asked amused.

"Surprise." He said laughing and grabbing your box of make-up. He took a yellow nail polish. You looked at him really amused. "Okay, place your feet on my knees." Brian demanded and you laughed.

"Are you gonna do what I'm thinking you're gonna do?" You asked laughing and Brian looked at you amused.

"I don't know what you're thinking I'm gonna do." Brian answered amused while you placed your feet on his knees and he opened the nail polish. "Okay, this is the first time I'm gonna do this, so you'll have to be patient."

"Fine." You replied in a giggle.

Brian made a very concentrated grimace and he started painting the nails of your toes. His hands were trembling because of the concentration; therefore he ended up painting your toes.

"Oh shit!" Brian exclaimed moody and frowning because of his failure and you laughed out loud.

"Oh, don't worry." You said still laughing and he looked at you with an amused smile. "Give me the nail polish remover and a cotton ball." You demanded and Brian gave it to you. You started removing the parts of your toes that Brian painted. "Now, it'll be easier for you if you add those toe nail separators." You said pointing Brian them. Brian looked at them and he frowned.

"This shit is for that? I had no idea what this was for." Brian said looking intrigued at the toe nail separators and you laughed. "How does this work?"

"Like this..." You said placing the toe nail separators and Brian looked at you frowning.

"Isn't that uncomfortable?" He asked apparently disturbed and you laughed again.

"No, not really." You answered with an amused smile. "Now this way it will be easier. And if you paint my toes, don't worry, just remove it with the nail polish remover."

"Okay..." Brian said and he kept trying to paint your nails of the toes, very concentrated, biting his lips and frowning. "I really don't know how you girls can do this! This is crazy. I think I'm gonna go blind and my eyes will stay crossed." He commented and you burst out laughing.

After a really long time, Brian finished painting the nails of your toes and then he started painting your fingernails. You tried to talk to him about random things, but he didn't spoke so much because he was truly concentrated. He failed several times and his hands wouldn't stop trembling. But you didn't care because what he was doing was something really nice from him; you'd have never imagined that a guy could do this for you. After that, he grabbed your box of make-up and he started pulling out your entire make up products.

"Alright. I want to do this, but you'll have to help me out." Brian said while frowning and looking at your make-up products as you smiled amused. "I want to, you know, apply make-up on you. But I honestly have no idea what those things are for and how to do that." He confessed and you laughed loudly.

"Okay, first off... You have to apply a sheer foundation. It's that thing over there." You said pointing Brian the sheer foundation. Brian grabbed it and looked at it frowning. "Good. Now, use the sponge and start around my hairline and work your way down to my throat area." You explained and Brian started doing it very smoothly and you were pursing your lips not to laugh. "Okay, around my eye area, do very light strokes inward, toward the inner corner of my eyes." You said and Brian did it very carefully. "Good, now take the concealer. It's that thing over there." You said pointing him it. Brian grabbed it and looked at you expectant to know what he had to do. "Apply it in the corner of my eyes, around my nostrils, and under my eyes. Then pat very lightly with your finger to blend. Afterward, use the wedge to blend the concealer in with the foundation."

"Okay, I think I got it." Brian said when he did all you said. "Now, what's next?"

"Now take the loose powder and the powder brush and pat it into the powder." You said pointing him those things. He grabbed them and patted the powder brush into the powder. "Now, just lightly brush across my whole face and apply the bronzer to my forehead, cheeks and chin." You said and you closed your eyes while Brian started doing it in a very funny way. Then you opened your eyes again. "Good, now take the blush and apply it to the apples of my cheeks."

"To the apple of your cheeks?" Brian asked frowning very confused.

"Yes, when I smile, you'll see what that is." You said and you smiled. Brian looked at you amused and then he nodded and started doing it.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry! Oh my god, you look creepy, like a clown." Brian said with his eyes wide open and you took a look in the mirror. Yes, you indeed looked like a clown. He added too much color to the brush. You laughed loudly when you saw the way you looked, though.

"Don't worry, I can fix that." You said smiling and you grabbed the wedge to blend it in more until the color was faded out a bit. "See? Fixed!" You exclaimed cheerfully and Brian chuckled. "Now it's time to apply eye make-up. This is probably the hardest part. Are you ready?" You asked amused.

"I think so..." Brian answered frowning with an amused smile.

"Okay, take the black liner." You said pointing him it and then you closed your eyes. "Now, apply liner with very light strokes to my upper lid, stroking toward the outer corner of my eye. And use the angle brush to blend it. Do it in both of my eyes."

"Okay, umm, how do you do to make them look the same? I... Damn shit, I think I screwed it! Oh shit, oh shit!" Brian exclaimed alarmed as he tried to remove a part with his fingers. "Oh no, it's worse now! Shit!"

"Okay, stop." You said and when Brian stopped you opened your eyes and you looked in the mirror.

"Shit, you look like a raccoon! I'm so sorry!" Brian exclaimed alarmed and you laughed. His comparisons were fantastic. Yes, you indeed looked terrible.

"What have you done, Clerk?" You asked amused.

"I don't know, I'm so sorry." Brian said looking down while cursing himself.

"Don't worry, I can fix it." You said looking in the mirror, trying to fix the disaster that Brian has done. "It's really hard to do it right, trust me. You need a lot of practice till you get it right and truth is you can never get it right. You can improve, but you can never get it right." You commented giggling as Brian was seeing how you were trying to fix it. After you tried to fix at least a little what Brian has done, you looked at him and smiled. "Well, ready for the next step?"

"I'm not so sure now..." Brian said raising his eyebrows. "But I guess I'll give it a try."

"That's the attitude! You never have to give up." You said chuckling and Brian smiled amused. "Take the eyeshadow... That thing over there. I don't know what color you prefer..."

"Do you have yellow?" Brian asked looking at your collection of eyeshadows.

"Yes, it's right there." You said pointing him that color. You smiled amused, for some reason he wanted everything to be yellow. When Brian grabbed it, you started explaining him what he had to do. "Okay, you can notice that there is more than one color. The lighter color is for the lid and the darker color is for the crease on the lid, just below the eye bone." You explained and Brian nodded. "Apply the lighter tone first to my lid, spreading upwards to near the crease. For this, use the applicator that is inside the package." You said and you closed your eyes so Brian started applying eyeshadow in your eyes. "Well, now for the darker color, using the eyeshadow brush, dip into eye color and apply inside the crease of my eye. Blend the color toward the outer corner of my eye. Do it in both eyes." You explained and Brian started doing it.

"I really suck at this..." Brian said when he finished.

You opened your eyes and found him looking at you kind of sad because of the work he has done. You looked in the mirror and bit your tongue to prevent the laughter. You looked really bad, but you didn't care. What was truly important was what he was doing for you. It was really, but really sweet from him to be doing this.

"It's okay. I don't look so bad. For being your first time, this is a very good job, Bri." You said smiling kindly at him and he smiled back. "Now, only the mascara and the lipstick."

"Good, tell me how that thing of the mascara is." Brian said enthusiastically and you smiled widely.

"It's that thing over there..." You said pointing him the mascara as you looked downward. "Dip the brush in the mascara once and apply to the top lash with upward strokes. Start with the inner part and work your way outward. Do it in both eyes." You said and Brian started doing it.

"Oh damn. I... I painted your... your eyelid... Sorry!" Brian exclaimed apologetically and you smiled amused as you opened your eyes.

"It's okay!" You exclaimed amused and you looked in the mirror to fix it. "Okay, see? No big deal."

"Yeah, you had to fix it all the times. I'm terrible at this!" Brian exclaimed frowning. "How can you even do it right every time you put make-up on?"

"It's just practice, Bri! Don't feel discouraged! You've done a good work!" You exclaimed encouragingly and Brian nodded. "Now, the lipstick. Choose one color."

"The red one?" Brian asked grabbing your red lipstick.

"Yes, I love that color." You said smiling widely. "Now, apply the lipstick with a brush. That's all you have to do, just apply it in my lips."

"Okay..." Brian said brushing the lip brush in the lipstick and then he applied it in your lips with parted lips because he was very concentrated. You tried not to smile, but it was hard because it was really cute and funny seeing Brian doing this. "Okay, I think it's done." Brian said parting and the he took a look.

"So, how do I look?" You asked with a sensual look and an amused smile even before looking in the mirror.

"You look... Terrible. Like a monster." Brian answered honestly.

"Oh jeez, thanks, Brian!" You exclaimed laughing.

"But it's not because you aren't pretty, it's because of my fault! This is a disaster!" Brian exclaimed exaggeratedly and you giggled and finally looked in the mirror.

"Not so bad!" You exclaimed laughing out loud. Truth was you looked terrible indeed. But whatever! You knew this was the first time Brian has done something like this and this was beyond of cuteness.

"You're lying!" Brian exclaimed with a chuckle.

"I am. But you've done a good job and for me it's more important the intention and dedication than the final result." You said smiling sweetly at him.

"Well, I honestly appreciate the fact you haven't slapped me." Brian said amused and you laughed shaking your head and looking at him. "Well, now I'll ask you to take off the towel wrapped in your hair." Brian said and you nodded as you did it.

"Now it comes the part in which you brush and comb my hair, right?" You asked amused.

"Have I told you that you have the power of reading minds?" Brian asked just as amused.

So Brian first dried your hair and then he started combing and brushing your hair very smoothly. He really didn't have any problem with your hair because your hair was short so it wasn't so hard to comb it. You were looking fixedly at him through the mirror. This was surely very cute, the way he treated you very smoothly and gently. What were the chances that a guy could do this for you, even if he has never done it before? Only Brian. You smiled fondly at him even if he wasn't looking at you because he was focused on your hair. Brian was one of the best things that happened in your life. When he finished, he leaned over to rest his chin on your shoulder to look at you through the mirror. He smiled at you and you smiled back. Then he kissed your cheek very gently.

"I'd like to say you look outstanding. If only the make-up wasn't a disaster! But you still manage to look precious." Brian whispered and then he stood upright. "Alright, lady! Now I'll let you dress. Someone left a package on your bed with the clothes you have to wear."

"The yellow dress and the heels? It looks very formal and elegant. I wonder why I'd have to wear that." You said curiously and amused.

"I've heard that a guy wants to take you out for dinner. But it's a secret, so I'm not allowed to say much." Brian whispered in your ear as a secret and you laughed. "Well, miss, I'll leave you alone so you can dress up." Brian greeted as a gentleman and you nodded.

Brian left the bedroom and closed the door. You started putting on the yellow evening dress and the heels. You were smiling like a goofball; damn! You couldn't remember the last time you smiled so much! Brian was really turning your shitty day into a very nice day. He was really surprising you and you never expected any of the things he has done. How come he could have such amazing ideas? He really knew how to treat a woman, how to make her feel really good. Was all of this part of his plan of proving you wrong? Well, he was starting to get it because you were feeling really happy. And he mentioned he was going to take you out for dinner. But Brian didn't have money, you couldn't allow this. Even if you loved this idea and it's been a really long time since the last time a guy took you out for dinner, you couldn't accept this. When you got dressed and you walked out the bedroom, Brian was waiting for you with a suit and a calla flower, your favorite flower. When did he change his clothes? Why would he have your favorite flower? Oh jeez, this was very sweet.

"Hi, gorgeous." Brian said gently, handing you the flower. "Please, take this humble gift from me to you and you'll make me the happiest man in the world."

"Thank you." You said smiling widely while grabbing the flower. "Are you the guy who left the package for me?"

"I am. My name is Brian Thomas Clerk." Brian said taking one of your hands to kiss it and you giggled. "And I guess you're called Sunny. With your yellow clothes and presence you look like the sun. It's beautiful." Brian said smiling sweetly and you smiled fondly at him.

Now you finally realized why he made you wear those clothes. You wore that same dress when Brian started calling you Sunny. This was really sweet; you couldn't believe he remembered it. You wanted to hug him, but it seemed he was in a role-play and you were willing to continue it.

"Yes, I'm called like that, Mr. Clerk." You said smiling.

"Please, call me Brian." Brian said smiling politely. "May I take you by the arm?" He asked as a gentleman.

"Of course you can, Brian." You answered smiling amused and he linked his arm with yours. "You look very handsome, Brian."

"Do I?" He asked looking at you with a sexy smile. Yes, hell, he looked really hot in that suit. "I just hope to be at your level, but I find it hard considering how gorgeous you are."

"Am I?" You asked looking deeply into his eyes, feeling very flattered.

"Yes, you are. You're the most flawless woman I've ever seen." Brian replied with a fond smile and with the twinkle in his green eyes. You felt even more flattered and very thrilled. He was really getting his plan of proving you wrong.

"Thank you very much. It's been a while since the last time someone has told me such wonderful words." You confessed with a smile, looking fixedly into his eyes.

"Then I feel honored that I'm the man who has told you those words for the first time in a while." Brian replied with a smile. Geez, he was being very sweet and sexy with that way of talking. Would he really mean all of those things or was this just part of his plan? You didn't know, but you wanted to just enjoy the moment. "I'd really like if you could accept my invitation to take you out for dinner. Nothing would make me happier."

"What if we just stay here?" You asked awkwardly because you really didn't want Brian to spend the little money he had on a dinner with you.

"That would make me feel really sad. I really want to take you out for dinner." Brian said looking deeply into your eyes. Damn, the way he was looking at you! You couldn't say no. What was he doing to you?

"Okay, so just let me go for my wallet." You said quickly and you tried to go, but Brian pulled you closer to him very softly, placing one hand on your waist.

"I'd never let a woman I like pay. This is my invitation." Brian said firmly and you frowned slightly. Why was he doing this? Why did he say 'a woman I like'? He was really into his role-play.

"But..." You started complaining.

"Please, accept my invitation." Brian begged and you looked down and sighed.

"Okay." You agreed looking at him as he smiled brightly.

"You've just brought joy to me." Brian said still smiling, linking his arm with yours again. "Now, I'll cover your eyes because I want everything to be a surprise." Brian said walking behind you.

"What? From here? What if you do it after we leave the room?" You asked confused.

"No, it must be from here." Brian answered and he covered your eyes with his hands. "I'll lead you, don't be afraid."

Brian started walking you to the front door and he opened it and then he closed it. But then he uncovered your eyes and linked your arm with his. You looked at him frowning because you thought he didn't want you to see where you were going; yet you didn't say anything. He started leading you to the stairs and you walked down two floors. But then he turned around and started going up again.

"Why are we coming back?" You asked curiously this time.

"We're not coming back. We're just going to the exclusive restaurant." Brian replied with an amused smile, but there was a hint of sadness.

So yeah, you got what he was doing. He wanted to take you out for dinner but he was aware he didn't have the money; so he was pretending that he was taking you to a restaurant but he was actually going to take you to your dining room to have dinner; that was why he covered your eyes, so you wouldn't see what he has prepared. The hint of sadness was surely because he was aware he couldn't afford a dinner in a restaurant. And you actually didn't care where he was going to take you, you were just very touched by the things he was doing. This was probably one of the sweetest things that someone has ever done for you. Ian took you to restaurants several times, but that was absolutely nothing compared to what Brian was doing for you. And Ian was your boyfriend and Brian just your best friend; yet, what Brian was doing was even sweeter than what Ian has ever done. Brian shouldn't feel sad. What he was doing was better than taking you to a restaurant. You arrived to the door of your room.

"Well, Sunny, I think we've arrived." Brian said with the cutest smile that you automatically smiled back.

Brian opened the door and took your hand to lead you inside. You could finally see all he has prepared. It was really wonderful. He put a cloth on the table, the lights were off and the room was lit by candles that were on the table. He put a centerpiece with a vase of your favorite flowers. The dishes, cutlery and glasses were already on the table as well as food and a bottle of wine. When you looked intently, you noticed that the candles weren't placed in random places; they spelled 'I love you'. No one ever, in your life, has done this for you. No one. You looked at Brian with teary eyes and your fondest smile.

"This is the most wonderful thing that someone has ever done for me, Brian." You said with choked voice, still looking into his bright green eyes. Brian looked at you and he smiled sweetly.

"I'm really glad you like it. It's not the best restaurant, but it's cozy." Brian said looking into your eyes and you shed few tears of joy.

"This is the best restaurant I've ever been." You replied with a warm smile, kissing his cheek. "Thank you, Brian." You whispered in his ear.

Brian led you to the table and he moved the chair so you could sit, just as a gentleman. Then he grabbed the bottle of wine and poured it on your glass. The food was already on your dish; he cooked shrimps with red curry sauce, barley risotto and roasted asparagus. The presentation of the food was simply outstanding; he seemed to be a professional chef; and he could certainly be one because he was very good at it. Then Brian sat in the chair right in front of you. You remained looking into each other's eyes for a long time. His green eyes looked particularly mesmerizing in the light of the candles; hence you couldn't stop staring his eyes all dinner long. His smile was also really charming in the light of the candles; in general his face looked really beautiful in the light of the candles. You talked about several things: deep things, funny things, random things. The only certain thing was that you didn't stop smiling not even a single time. Brian was truly adorable.

"I'm so sorry because the waitress forgot to bring the dessert. I guess we'll have to skip it." Brian apologized because he actually couldn't cook any kind of dessert.

"Who cares about the dessert? This is so far the most perfect dinner I've ever had, with or without the dessert." You said smiling warmly at him.

"Well, still, I think that a perfect dinner wouldn't be perfect without dancing a specific song." Brian said smiling amused, but it was a smile that actually made him look very appealing.

"Oh yeah?" You asked amused.

"Yeah." Brian answered amused. "Cannot you hear the music?" Brian asked squinting, looking at you.

"Umm, no, not really." You answered with a giggle because actually there was no music on.

"Come on, really? Cannot you hear that?" Brian asked again, with an amused smile. "I think this is our song."

"Our song?" You asked amused because really... What was wrong with him? There was no music.

"Yes, listen..." Brian said and he shut up for a while, and you were still no able to hear the supposed music. "Spend all your time waiting for that second chance, for a break that would make it okay." Brian started singing with his out of tune voice.

You smiled slightly, he was never a good singer and he didn't even like to sing, so this was sweet from him. Yes, that was your and Brian's song. You remembered perfectly why that was your song. It was one of those days last year in which you were feeling really depressed for what Darren's done to you. You didn't feel like doing anything and you wanted to spend all your day locked in your bedroom, just crying and feeling really bad. Then Brian appeared in your bedroom. He climbed through the window because you had the door locked with keys. He appeared with a huge box of chocolates and a lot of movies; because he said that eating like pigs and watching silly drama movies was one of the best ways to spend a shitty day, crying and feeling miserable next to someone until it eventually gets better because you can look at the other looking like crap because of the tears and the melted chocolate in teeth. You were mad at him at first because of the way he broke in your room with no permission; but after few hours you were lying in bed together, tucked in the blankets, watching 'Life Is Beautiful', both of you crying like miserable people, eating chocolates that remained in your teeth. You remembered that after that, Brian held you in his arms while you were still crying because of the sadness you were feeling. After this, he forced you to put on the best dress you had and you put on that yellow dress you were wearing now. Then he held you in his arms and you started dancing when a song started playing, that song Brian started singing in this moment, a song that became your song. Right after that song he said...

"I dedicate this song to you, Sunny." Brian said in this precise moment the same thing he said last year when you first heard that song. You looked at him with a fond smile. He remembered. "There's always one reason to feel not good enough, and it's hard at the end of the day." Brian kept singing as he stood up. "I need some distraction, oh beautiful release memory seeps from my veins; let me be empty and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight." Brian kept singing while walking towards you as you were looking at him with teary eyes because of the joy. "May I have this dance, miss?" Brian asked as a gentleman, handing you his hand.

"Of course." You answered with a warm smile, holding his hand.

Brian placed a firm hand on your waist as you placed one hand on his shoulder, while you kept holding his hand with your other hand. Then Brian moved a little closer to you and he started dancing slow with you. He was always a remarkable dancer.

"In the arms of an angel, fly away from here, from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort there." Brian kept singing in your ear while still slow dancing with you. There was no music, but you could hear the song somehow.

"So tired of the straight line and everywhere you turn, there's vultures and thieves at your back and the storm keeps on twisting. You keep on building the lie that you make up for all that you lack. It don't make no difference escaping one last time. It's easier to believe in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees." You started singing in his ear with chocked voice as tears, inevitably, started to fall down your face.

You buried your head on his shoulder and he rested his head on yours, still holding your hand and placing the other hand firmly on your waist; as you kept slow dancing with no music in the ambient but with music in your mind.

"In the arms of an angel, fly away from here, from this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie." You tried to keep singing with your teary voice as Brian pulled you even closer, turning the dancing position into a hug, while still moving at the rhythm of the music that wasn't playing but was there anyway.

"You're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort there." Brian kept singing still hugging you tightly and still dancing with you.

"You're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here." You finished singing and you literally broke into tears.

Brian held you in his arms very tightly when he stopped dancing and he kissed your head as you buried your face on his chest to keep crying. You were sad, but you were mostly thrilled, sensitive and moved. Brian was always that angel for you; you could always find comfort in his arms. Always, even in your roughest days. Brian was the guy who always comforted and supported you, the guy who showed you the way to move on when everything seemed lost. And he was still doing it. He was doing all of this because he knew how lonely and empty you were feeling; he knew you were sad and tired; he knew you were building the lie that you made up for all that you lacked as the song said. And he could still comfort you in his arms. He was truly showing you that you were loved, he really made you feel attractive, he really made you feel less lonely, and he was really showing you that you were special to him. He was really proving you wrong, he was really proving you that you didn't need a boyfriend to feel it all. Brian was the only guy that wasn't your lover that could make you feel it all.

"Thank you Brian, thank you for everything, for absolutely everything. Just thank you for being with me." You cried on his chest.

That was the only thing you could say because you couldn't talk. Brian broke the hug to look deeply into your eyes and to caress your cheek very gently. He was looking at you in a very affectionate way and he smiled so warmly that you shed more tears of joy.

"Don't you dare to thank me anything, you silly." Brian said with a soft chuckle and you chuckled as well.

"Brian?" You asked looking intensely into his bright green eyes. "Can I cuddle and sleep with you tonight?"

"Yes, you can." He answered and then he kissed your cheek smoothly while a last tear streamed down your face.

After a while, you were lying down in bed with Brian, cuddling up with him, very close to him. You remained face to face, looking into each other's eyes, while Brian was holding you in his arms and you were wrapping your arms around him. You were feeling good, for real. Even if Brian was just your best friend, it was good to know that he cared just as any boyfriend would care. You really didn't need a boyfriend; you finally understood what Brian tried to tell you. You were just happy because you had the best friend you could ever have. Like this, you fell asleep in the arms of Brian.

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"Hey, no, Kelly, stop." I whispered in front of her lips.

"Why?" She asked trying to kiss me again.

We were at that extravagant shop Freckles took us, and I was seeing all the amazing and quirky clothes very entertained with Kelly; just fooling around and doing silly things such as trying on the weirdest clothes. Finally Kelly started being nice again, because it was being really uncomfortable the way she had been acting with her rude comments directed to Freckles. I didn't even know why she was being rude only with Freckles, but fortunately Brian could stop Kelly and made her notice she wasn't acting in a proper way. I couldn't stop Kelly, even if I wanted because I knew Freckles was feeling bad; but I couldn't because I knew how hard was for Kelly to act in a nice and polite way with someone because of what she has told me. And now we were behind an expositor and we were trying on a feather scarf until Kelly, all of a sudden, started kissing me in a very fierce way. I was really surprised by this and, like an idiot, I couldn't stop her right away because, even if I didn't want this, it's been a while since the last time someone kissed me this way and it just felt good. But no, I had to stop because I didn't want to start this vicious thing with Kelly again; because I knew how it was going to end up, and I knew we were going to start having sex daily in a very vicious way. And besides... There was Freckles. Freckles was my friend and yes, I felt very uncomfortable when she kissed me that night, but I was a bit confused about Freckles. And I just couldn't start something with Kelly and less after Freckles met her.

"I don't want this." I replied in all honesty, pulling her softly away from me. "Kelly, I really don't wanna do this with you again."

"What?" Kelly asked stunned.

"Kelly, listen, I'd be glad if we can be friends and I'd be glad if we just kick around. But I don't want to have again what we had. That part of us is over because it won't end in a good way." I said honestly and Kelly looked at me frowning.

"Is this because of that Freckles girl? You like her, don't you? Of course you like her, she's pretty, isn't she?" Kelly asked suspiciously.

"Freckles is my ex-girlfriend." I confessed and Kelly raised her eyebrows in surprise, she seemed to be astonished. "She is pretty and I like her, yeah. But we're just friends. So this is not about her, this is only about us and Freckles has nothing to do with this."

"So then why don't you want to be with me again? We used to have good times together, have you forgotten it?" Kelly whispered sensually in front of my lips, rubbing my thigh and I pursed my lips and shivered at her touch.

"No, I haven't forgotten it; and yeah, we used to have good times together." I replied while grabbing her hands to stop her from touching me. "But now it isn't the same. You've gotta find a guy who really wants to be with you and who can be able to give you something stable; a guy who can give you love, so you can ascertain that love does exist. And I'm not that guy. I can't give it to you, because I still have my own mess in my mind." I said looking fixedly into her eyes. Kelly remained looking at me in silence for a long time, and then she sighed, looked down and moved away.

"Well, thank you for being honest, then." Kelly said softly and I looked at her astonished. I never thought it could be that easy to make her understand what I didn't want without sounding like an asshole. "We should go and find the guys. I have to apologize to your ex-girlfriend for being so rude..." Kelly said still looking down and I looked at her even more astonished. Was she really thinking about apologizing to someone? Then she looked at me again. "I'm sorry, Darren. I didn't know she was your ex and I was just... jealous because she's pretty, funny and smart and I'm just a disaster. I thought you liked her instead me." Kelly confessed as I was still looking at her amazed. I was speechless. "And you're right... Maybe it's time for me to find a guy who is willing to give me what I was trying to avoid all this time. I don't know." Kelly whispered looking down and I knew she was having troubles to admit this because it was something private.

"Yes, you should. You'll see that you'll find a guy." I said smiling friendly at her.

"I hope so." Kelly answered shrugging and then she looked up again. "And what about you? Don't you want to find a girl?"

"I..." I started babbling uncomfortable. I didn't have the answer for that. "I really don't know." I answered in all honesty. "I still don't want to have anything serious with anyone. I want to find a girl, but only... you know, I'm a guy and sometimes I have urges... So, I just want to find a girl with who I can just have a good time without getting attached. I can't get there yet." I answered looking down, biting my lips. "And I'll never do it with you again because before I wasn't interested in being your friend. But now that you've been honest with me, I'd like to be your friend, so we cannot do it again." I said frankly, looking at her again. She smiled at me faintly.

"Then I guess you'll find a girl like that, eventually." Kelly said shrugging. "Haven't you ever thought about getting back with your ex?" She asked curiously.

"Uh, yeah... Yes, I have." I replied honestly and Kelly nodded looking away. "But I don't want it now. I just want to be her friend, we've talked about this and we agreed this was the best for us."

"Really? That's weird." Kelly exclaimed frowning and thoughtful.

"Why?" I asked intrigued.

"Because I could really notice that your ex was interested in you. I think she still likes you... But I must be wrong." Kelly answered shrugging.

"Yeah, maybe you're wrong..." I whispered frowning and looking down.

Truth was Kelly left me thinking. What if Freckles liked me not just as a friend? After all, she kissed me the other night. Yeah, she apologized and she told me why she'd done it... But still... What if Freckles still felt something more for me? I really liked Freckles and she was this special girl to me, and I was thinking about her almost all the time... But I didn't feel good when she kissed me. I just didn't know what I really wanted, I was a mess. And if I was a mess, I couldn't be with Freckles again because everything will end up in a shitty way because of my confusion. But... What if? I could never fall in love again since Freckles and I was starting to think I was never going to get there. No girl could ever mean to me what Freckles meant to me. I just needed to stop thinking about this and just see what would happen. Kelly and I returned to where the guys were, but Freckles and Brian weren't there. Maybe they were looking something in this huge store.

"Finally, Darren! We've been looking for you for hours!" Chuck exclaimed a bit moody.

"Sorry, we were just fooling around." I replied and I looked around to see where Freckles and Brian could be, but I didn't see them. "Where are Freckles and Brian?"

"They left about an hour ago." Joey answered shrugging, looking away.

"Where did they go? Are they gonna come back any soon? I'm starving." I said while I noticed my stomach growling.

"They won't come. They returned to their room." Chuck answered. "Freckles has an assignment to do due tomorrow."

"An assignment to do due tomorrow?" I asked frowning in suspicion. "That's weird because we share the same course we have tomorrow that is Costume Design and we didn't have any assignment."

"Well, that is what she has told us, buddy." Joey answered shrugging again.

This wasn't true. I knew Freckles didn't have any assignment to do. She left for other reasons, I knew it. Could it have been because of the way Kelly was treating her? And why would she leave without greeting me? That was rude from her and Brian. I was feeling a bit upset about this. Then my phone buzzed. Could it be Freckles?

"Twinkle, twinkle little cat, seeing where the moon is at. Where are you at tonight? Twinkle, twinkle little asshole, trying to get things work along. Did you know that you're alone? Twinkle, twinkle little slutty, you're so unlucky. Clerk is your girl's fuck buddy. Twinkle, twinkle little jackass, how does it feel to know he is fucking her ass? The secret of your girl and Clerk's relationship has been revealed. You're welcome, Criss. -W-"