Aug 2015
You go shopping with her, she seems to suit everything; you're confused about where your jealousy lies; in the reflection she gets to keep or the hair brushing against her soft face. A part of you just wants to kiss her as you share a changing room and try to avert your eyes.
The worst thing about falling for your best friend is that although she's ******* stunning standing there in her lingerie, that's not really the reason you long to turn your head and look at her. You want to look at her because you can hear her laughing and you know she's probably had a really clumsy wardrobe malfunction, or she's fallen over, or she's pulling a funny face and laughing at her own reflection.
She doesn't even realise but it seems like she'll do anything to make you nervous. Which makes things complicated, because she's your best friend; you've always been so comfortable together. She whispers into your neck "will you do me up?" and a spark runs through your veins. Gingerly you zip up the back of the dress, noticing how **** her back is, and not particularly wanting to do the task at hand.You resist the urge to brush her hair to the side and kiss her neck. She takes your hand and you feel simultaneously the most comfortable and nervous with her than you've ever felt with anyone. So she leads you to the mirror and in the reflection you see her smile.
"You are so beautiful. We're beautiful together." She says with a grin,
squeezing your hand and bringing it around her waist.
"Don't we make such a hot couple?" She teases.
Falling for your best friend is rarely about ***. The thing is the whole "*** goddess thing" was kind of destroyed when she had the flu and you brought movies and chocolate to cheer her up. Everything about her was disgusting, but the glimmer in her eyes didn't fade and her cute little pout never failed to make you bite your lip. Because you loved her and she loved you. You were those girls who people often joked should get married. You used to laugh about that. Until one day you realised you didn't want it to be a joke.
The worst thing about falling for your best friend is that although she's ******* stunning standing there in her lingerie, that's not really the reason you long to turn your head and look at her. You want to look at her because you can hear her laughing and you know she's probably had a really clumsy wardrobe malfunction, or she's fallen over, or she's pulling a funny face and laughing at her own reflection.
She doesn't even realise but it seems like she'll do anything to make you nervous. Which makes things complicated, because she's your best friend; you've always been so comfortable together. She whispers into your neck "will you do me up?" and a spark runs through your veins. Gingerly you zip up the back of the dress, noticing how **** her back is, and not particularly wanting to do the task at hand.You resist the urge to brush her hair to the side and kiss her neck. She takes your hand and you feel simultaneously the most comfortable and nervous with her than you've ever felt with anyone. So she leads you to the mirror and in the reflection you see her smile.
"You are so beautiful. We're beautiful together." She says with a grin,
squeezing your hand and bringing it around her waist.
"Don't we make such a hot couple?" She teases.
Falling for your best friend is rarely about ***. The thing is the whole "*** goddess thing" was kind of destroyed when she had the flu and you brought movies and chocolate to cheer her up. Everything about her was disgusting, but the glimmer in her eyes didn't fade and her cute little pout never failed to make you bite your lip. Because you loved her and she loved you. You were those girls who people often joked should get married. You used to laugh about that. Until one day you realised you didn't want it to be a joke.
