Gnaipafe

"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to perceive his genuine and humorous laugh. 
"What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. 
I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. 
"Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a  while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. 
He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. 
He is my best friend, my hero and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love?

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

My 3 in 1

"Sweetie…" Nadine leaned at me to whisper what she wanted to say.  "I'm...I'm..."

I looked at Nadine; I don't know how to describe, but I feel like what she was about to say was giving me jitters. I don't understand why I was feeling scared of her news when she actually looked excited.

I waited for her to continue what she was about to say when I felt my phone vibrate. I was about to ignore it just to hear Nadine continue her speech. However, even she was distracted too.

"Just answer it," she said as she took aback.

"No, I can ignore the call. What you were about to say was more important," I need to hear Nadine. I want to make sure that she still can feel important. That even after I tell her what I want to say, she can still feel my respect for her.

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