I have long, wavy, brown hair and I about 5'2. I would say I'm thin as I do a lot of sports. Beach volleyball, Swimming and athletics. So yeah, I'm pretty toned.
I recently split from my boyfriend of three years and I'm going through a rough patch. I don't like talking to boys much and I find it hard to strike up a conversation with them. Except with Brad. Brad is Beth's older brother, he's nineteen, nearly twenty and he is so good looking! He is a boxer and a runner so he is perfectly toned and his body is gorgeous; tanned from the Californian sun and defined, ever so detailed; brown hair and beautiful green eyes. I guess I've had a crush on him for like, ever.
He's always so nice to me, he always smiles at me, offers me a drink or food, hugs me when I'm at their place or when I leave. We text now and again but only when he's asking if I'm with Beth.
As I got to Beth's, I knocked on the door and Brad answered.
"Oh hey, Jess!" he said.
"Y'alright Brad, Beth in?"
"No. Did she not tell you? She's had to rush to New York with my mum and dad to see my cousin in hospital. I'm house sitting," he said.
"Oh, great! Dad's just dropped me off and isn't picking me up till tomorrow! I was meant to be sleeping over!" I said.
"You can still stay. If you want that is. I was going to go out but I don't mind getting something to eat and then watching a film," he suggested, with a smile on his face.
"Sure, sounds good! If that's not a problem?" I wondered.
"Noo, it sounds much better than the night I had planned."
I smiled, and stepped inside dragging my two bags full of my pajamas and clothes for the next day. I always brought slutty pajamas to Beth's. Only because I knew Brad would be there!
Brad got on his phone and rang his mate telling him that he couldn't make it tonight, he said he had made other plans he had forgot about and that he couldn't get out of them. When he got off the phone, he turned to me and smiled. He had such a beautiful smile.
"So where do you want to go to eat then?" he asked.
"Oh I don't mind. Anywhere," I said.
"How's KFC?" he offered.
"It's a bit expensive and I've only brought five," I replied.
"Yeah, well, you're not paying." He smiled and winked. Then he walked over and grabbed his coat next to me and kissed me on the cheek. I could feel myself blushing bright red with embarrassment.
We headed out to his car and drove to KFC. It was normal conversation in the car. Flirting of course. I couldn't stop laughing. He was so cute and funny and every now and then he would turn to me and smile.
We got to KFC, and we ordered a bargain bucket and sat on a table in the corner and ate. The flirting carried on and so did the laughing. We hardly broke eye contact the whole time. It was amazing! His bright green eyes fixed on me.
After an hour, we broke eye contact and he looked at his watch. "Shit, it's ten o'clock!" he said worried.
It hadn't been an hour, it had been almost three. Whoa!
We got up and started walking out the shop and to the car. As we had just got out of the shop, Brad held my hand. A shiver of excitement ran through my whole body and I felt weak at the knees with happiness. He looked at me and smiled. Probably checking if I was okay with him holding my hand.