Keep your cool

Something in you boils away. The inferno of rage that burns up from deep within is like a werewolf under a full moon in front of a bleeding, defenceless creature, and that smell of blood is driving it crazy. Charlie has been grinding your gears for the past two years, you thought he would be cool at first. You thought wrong. This asshole should rot in a ditch after everything he has done!

You take in a deep breath. You then imagine that the werewolf isn't even a wolf but a small and cute dog. You control yourself once again. You stare him dead in the eyes with an emotionless stare. This persists for a few seconds.

You take a step forward and pull Sam towards you before giving the most cheerful smile you can muster. "I'm sorry roomie. I apologise for my accusing behaviour, I guess we'll just need to change the lock." Sam now stands behind you, gripping your right hand tightly.

Charlie's grin drops. "Yeah, whatever. See you later." He mostly grumbles right before he and his lackey leave into the crowd.

Your heart pounds in anger. You begin to feel numb. "Come with me." Sam commands. Not waiting for your reply she just tugs you along by your hand.

Within a minute she pulled you into an empty first aid room. With the tower being so big there is one of these rooms on each floor. They all have basic first aid supplies, a couch, a computer and a lock for the door.

Sam locks the door behind you. You have mostly calmed down now, the numbness gone. "I just..." She looks away then immediately back into your eyes and takes a step closer. "First I want to say thanks. That creep is hard to deal with under normal circumstances, but considering today. Well, I'm glad you didn't knock him around or anything."

"Thanks."

"There is another reason I brought you here." She takes another step. "I can't keep it to myself any longer. I don't want things to be weird between us but after you saw me, how do I put it, in a certain way. I realised that you do think I'm attractive but you've never made a move, not once. Why?" She is blushing more so than usual after she finishes.

"I thought you didn't like guys." She gives you a blank look. "You just never showed any interest in guys around campus or in the city, so you know, I just sorta assumed."

"You. You. YOU WHAT! You thought I was only into chicks! Are you fucking kidding me!" She berates you. "We've spent this whole time together and you thought I had no interest in guys? How about when we went the beach during our first summer and I was checking out the guys with a tan? Maybe during one of our times at the cinema where the couple kissed and I would be like, gosh that's so romantic? Did you not even see how I look at you? Was that not clue enough that I like men!" She freezes.

"Sam-"

"Michael, I'm crushing on you hard. I have been for a while now. But I'm no good with my emotions so every time I would try to tell you I'd chicken out and play it off, hoping you would ask me instead. I guess Charlie was right about something. You are pretty de-"

You pull your friend in for the first kiss. Your lips press against her thin, glossy pink lips. She's surprised at first but quickly melts into your embrace. Sam opens her mouth slightly as she relaxes more. Your hands roam her back, gently caressing and pulling her into you as hers are wrapped around your neck bringing you in for more kisses.

She eventually lets her tongue meet yours and together they dance between your mouths. The two of you getting more passionate she pushes you against the wall, her lips never separating form your own for more than a second.

After a few minutes of more passionate kisses, Sam pulls away. "Wow." Slips from your mouth.

"It'd better be." She whispers into your ear then lets out a child-ish giggle. "I can't believe that we've never done that."

"Yeah, you are amazing." You complement.

"You weren't so bad yourself." She kisses your cheek then proceeds to step back. Looking into her piercing blue eyes, she finishes. "I love you Michael"