Disguised Affection

‘Luckily for me the weather God’s also believe that he is just a piece of shit. Knowing that gives me a deep feeling of satisfaction, because they will always lead me to the right way of knowing he’ll always be out there, fucking up someone’s life. Causing disappointment and regret. As long as it isn’t me, right?’ Janice was at Starbucks with Christopher, telling him about being stood up by David. She’d been stood up by what seemed like a good bloke one too many times, and now she understood why each time they made plans the skies decided to bring a heavy rainfall down on them. Finally she understood what it all meant. She was quite grateful to get it all before figuring out that she’d be the one regretting anything to come in her future with him.

Topher was a great guy, and was telling Janice all that was leading her to understand. ‘I am quite sure that he thinks of you a lot, but he can’t seem to place you in a rightful part of his life, so he thinks of himself more than he does you. He is undecided about how he can apply you to his everyday life schedule, and therefore flakes out.’ Topher paused for a moment and took Janice’s hand, stroking the top of her hand, and then continued ‘He most definitely has feelings for you though, I am sure of it.’ Janice just scoffed and stated that he clearly has feelings for her, after of course giving her a long and stupid text-message. It said that he didn’t think it would be a good idea to see each other, because he’d only end up hurting her and he didn’t want any more regrets in life, nor did he want to cause her any harm.

‘But life is all about regrets, we can’t just live a life without them? What will we do to change the way we live then? Runaway to a deserted island with only books to satisfy our need? Gosh, he is so daft!’ that was the first thing she said after she read the message out to Christopher. Topher just pulled her into a tight hug, knowing that in the midst of her frustration, she needed to me comforted. He knew that she thought he could be something different, something special to help her in a new step in life. He wished he could have told her that David was no use. He was a jackass, and would never be worth her love and affection. But he had to let his best friend find out for herself, and he’d just be there to lend her a shoulder or some advice to mend her difficulties.

Although he sometimes wondered why he stuck around; he didn’t want to just be a friend anymore, his long time crush on her was beginning to literally crush his heart. All he longed to do is take her in his arms, hold her face near to his, and kiss her soft pouting lips. Yet, she had no idea, and wouldn’t until the time was right.

Christopher honked his car horn infront of Janice’s little bungalow house and waited for her to turn off most of her lights, except for her kitchen light. She kept her kitchen light on to prevent burglars from knowing that there wasn’t anyone home. She learnt that from him, and he was proud to know he impacted her so much as to feel safe when not at home. Janice stepped onto the front deck, and locked the front door, then trotted over to the car. Christopher couldn’t take his eyes off of her. She wore a short cut black fitted dress, black shoes with at least a four inch heel, and a auburn red wig, cut into a jagged hairstyle. Her eye makeup was exotic looking, with dark and light purples all around the eye, making her natural sea green eyes pop out like the cork of a champagne bottle when being opened. When she finally put her seatbelt on, she looked to her best friend and asked him if she looked alright, because he was staring. He just cleared his throat and nodded, putting the car in drive.

As they drove to the party located in the center of the city, they barely spoke. Although Christopher did ask about the shoes, and she beamed as she stated that they were Christian LouboutinPlatformsMadame ButterflyBooties, and that she got them on sale after their little coffee date. He had no idea what that meant, but just nodded in approval. Once they arrived at the warehouse looking building, Janice and Christopher got out of the Lexus GS-44 and prepared for an exciting night. Janice finally got to get a good look at what her best friend was wearing and paused in disbelief. ‘Topher, love, why are you wearing a winter jacket? That’s so boring! I thought you were going to dress up tonight.’ She didn’t have to continue, because once he shed the jacket she gasped in shock.

Christopher was wearing loose fit worn out jeans with a belt which had a large buckle face at the front of them. On his feet he wore black suede cowboy boots, then wrapped around his neck was a bandana tied into a knot. What shocked here the most about his appearance was his lack of a shirt. He stood infront of her in nothing but his bare chest. The light curls of hair forming above his chest, free in the coon night sky. His small dark nipples were hard from the breeze and his muscles hard from an easy workout routine. Christopher saw the way she looked at him, and he was quite pleased with himself. Janice had no idea that her Topher looked so divine under his normal everyday clothing. Not even when they’d spend nights together just hanging out had she noticed anything spicy or let alone arousing. Now though, she could barely take her eyes off of him.

Christopher turned around and reached into the backseat of the car and pulled out a black Stetson with a slight buckle around the base. He plopped it onto his head and asked to take her hand. She gave it to him without speaking. They began to walk, as Janice held Topher’s arm. But before they could forget, he turned around and clicked the alarm to his car on. They then began to continue to the buzzing party.