Chapter 1: You've Got to Be Freaking Kidding Me
“Rin, I think I’m in love with you...” My best friend, Levi Whittenbeck, suddenly blurts out.
I had just taken a gulp of cola right before his sudden confession. Embarrassing enough, Levi ends up with it spewed all over him. “Excuse me? What did you just say?!” I can’t help but raise my voice at him. My face feels hot, so I assume it’s about as red as I think it is- which is really freaking red.
“You heard me, Rin.” Levi says as he shrugs off his used to be white- now stained with cola- shirt.
My eyes go to his bare chest. For the first time I notice just how fit he is.
I think my brain is boiling just from the thought.
“Don’t just take your shirt off!” I scream at him, looking away quickly.
Why am I being like this? It’s not like I haven’t seen Levi shirtless before.
Hell, we used to bathe together when we were little.
Thinking about that now is embarrassing enough to make my face heat up even more.
“I’m all sticky now.” He complains, obviously displeased by me spitting my drink on him. “I’m using your bathroom to clean up.”
Quickly he’s gone, walking out of my room and down the hall.
I go to pick up his shirt to throw it in the wash, since it would be rude of me to make him have to wash something that I dirtied.
I’m trying to calm myself down, but my face must still be about fifty shades of red.
Ha. Fifty shades of red. Sounds like a smut book.
I chuckle at my own little joke as I walk to the washroom. I toss Levi’s shirt into the machine before adding the detergent. I then turn on the washing machine before making my way out of the washroom.
When I get back to my room, Levi’s waiting for me.
I feel much calmer now. I think I can face him without turning as red as a creepy clown’s nose.
Levi’s still shirtless, but this time it doesn’t phase me.
It’s just the same old Levi who I’ve known since we were in diapers. My best, and only, friend.
“So?” He says from his spot on the edge of my bed.
“Is this another one of your pranks, because it’s a little...” I trail off.
Of course he’s got to be joking. It’s Levi after all. He’s goofing off all the time.
One look at his gray eyes tells me that my words have hurt him a little bit.
He gets up from my bed and storms past me. “Yeah, it was just a joke, so forget I said anything.” He grumbles, the upset tone in his voice showing through.
I grab his wrist just before me can reach the door. “Levi I-” I pause, not knowing what I can really say to make things better.
His words about loving me were so random and unsure sounding. How could I have taken them seriously?
Besides, I have never looked at Levi in that way before.
The thought of him liking me seems weird and uncomfortable. I don’t want our relationship to change into something romantic, because I honestly don’t think I can like him like that. Not ever.
He’s just Levi, the boy next door who I grew up with and befriended.
Sure, he’s attractive with his light brown hair that he keeps cut short, his sun kissed skin, his eyes that look like the sea during a storm, his athletic build, and the the dimple on the right side of his face every time he smiles.
Yeah, his looks are totally my type- but I’m too close to him to ever risk losing him on some impulse confession. I also know way too much about him to the point that the things I know turn me off to where he has no chance in hell of me returning any hint of romantic feelings for him.
I just can’t do it.
But how do I get out of this situation? It seems like whatever I say will ruin our relationship either way.
I don’t want that.
As long as I can remember it’s always just been me and Levi.
Levi’s the only one who’s never misunderstood me
I have no other real friends besides him.
People often judge me before they even got to know me. It was lucky for me that we’re neighbors and our parents are friends. If it wasn’t for that, maybe I’d be completely all on my own.
It seems like ever since I was young I attracted too much attention and too many rumors.
My mom’s of Japanese descent, and my father’s family is from Puerto Rico. So, I’m half Hispanic- half Asian. Which shouldn’t matter, but in a small southern town I happen to standout among a majority of the residents.
I’ve been called racist slurs more times than I want to admit.
I’ve had girls my age hate me right off the bat for reasons I don’t care to know.
I’ve also had guys come up to me thinking that “I’ll give them some” because that’s what “my kind is good at”.
What a charming group of people I live around, right?
So, yeah. It’s meaningless to say this again, but that’s why it’s always just been me and Levi.
When I snap out of my thoughts I realize Levi is staring intently at me, waiting for me to speak again.
“I-” I start again, but before I can say out anything else, my bedroom door slams open hitting Levi right in the face.
He curses under his breath as he moves his hand to cover his nose, which is bleeding heavily. He then pushes past the person in the doorway and makes his way back to the bathroom.
Today just isn’t his day, huh?
I peer up beneath my eyelashes to cast a look in the direction of the door.
Silas Whittenbeck stands there with his eyebrows raised, and a smirk on his face.
“What were you two doing? Looked kinky.” He says in a tone that makes me feel repulsed.
I introduce him to my middle finer. “What are you doing here? I thought you had practice with your band?” I mumble before turning my back to him.
Always coming into my room as he pleases even though I clearly don’t want anything to do with him.
Two strong hands touch either side of my waist as I feel a pair of lips brush against my ear. “Levi’s shirtless and your cheeks are flushed. You two finally do it or what?” He whispers.
My face turns into a heater again, not only because his words are embarrassing but also because they piss me off.
What is wrong with him?
I turn around quickly, punching him hard right in the shoulder. “You’re such a jerk. We’re not like that, Silas. You’re just misunderstanding the situation. I accidentally got cola on his shirt. That’s all.”
Silas smirks before looking over his shoulder. “She’s so dense, isn’t she?” He says.
I direct my gaze over to his Levi, who has tissue paper sticking out of his nose.
Levi gives a sad smile before shaking his head. “I’m heading out for today. See ya later, Rin.” He tells me, trying to keep his voice an even tone but failing.
Silas gives me a wicked look before taking a step back from me. “You’re both idiots.” He informs me, before moving to follow after his brother.
Remember when I said it’s always just been me and Levi?
Er... actually, scratch that.
It’s actually always just been me, Levi, and his asshole of a twin brother, Silas.