Our Little Secret

I honestly have no idea how long we just stood there kissing. It was probably the best feeling ever. He had soft, smooth lips and Dentyne Fresh coming from his mouth. He was planning for this.

Then I had that feeling again. Oh no. Taylor! What was I going to tell her if she found us? That it was all Josh’s idea? She wouldn’t believe that for the world.

I back away slowly and broke the kiss. Josh, with his lips still puckered, looked dazed and confused.

“What was that for?” he asked me. Oh, like he didn’t know.

“I made a promise to Taylor. I promised to back off. And you are violating the code. So, if she found out, I am dead.”

“What promise?”

I give him the death stare.

“Oh…. that promise. Listen, it won’t be broken if she doesn’t find out.”

I was shocked. I was infuriated. I was everything but cool, calm, and collected.

“What the hell? I am not going to lie to my best friend.”

“Oh c’mon Nell. You act like you never lied to her or forget to tell her a little detail. I mean, you are lying to her and yourself.”

“How Josh? Please, tell me. How am I lying?”

“You want me. But you know that she wants me too. And if we date, you lose your best friend. You told her you didn’t want me. You know that deep in your heart, I make you crazy. Don’t pretend you didn’t faint right in front of me. Or check me and my brother trying on suits.”

I was… speechless. He knew everything. I couldn’t deny anything he said. It was all true. Sick son of a bastard.

“So, what do you want? You already know everything. Really. Humor me.”

“Let’s just keep this our little secret, ok? No one will have to find out.”

“I can’t believe you would stoop this low. And I barely know you.”

“I am so sorry we couldn’t get to know each other better, ok Nell? But believe this, if Taylor finds out, on prom night she would be crying in her pretty purple dress while I dance with the bell of the ball.”

“Get out you douche.”

“Ok, no need to be hasty.”

I shove him out and lock the stall door. I couldn’t believe I would be lying to my own best friend. And what the hell did he mean by that remark? I pace around the small area and sit down. I look at myself in the mirror.

Things are gonna get ugly.