I don't remember what I did, but I managed to make it thru Sunday and work all day Monday I was hopeful Gisele would show up and I was blessed as she climbed up the stairs at the front. She was wearing a pair of leggings that could barely contain her curves and one of the impulse buy shirts I had grabbed. The band's name had been damaged leaving a tear thru the shirt right below the bust and there was a faded logo under it. I didn't remember the band name having a cut thru it like that at the store, but I approved and I bet it helped her tips. Her hair was once more in pigtails with the scrunchies I had picked out for her confession. She came over and gave me a big hug and plopped down beside me as the bus pulled off.
"Thanks for this weekend. You made me feel so much more confident, you're a great best friend. Ha ha even if we haven't known each other long. All have to repay the favor when you gather your courage."
All of the sudden my phone rang, "I have to take this Gisele, it's about my car," I told her looking at the screen of my phone, "Hello. Yes. I understand. Thank you," I hung up and put my phone back in my lap. I took a deep breath and looked at Gisele, she virtually glowed in the sunlight. I was awestruck by her beauty and had to force myself to focus, "They said it will be at least another week and it might be done for," I couldn't believe I had lied to her, but I couldn't go back to my car yet. Not till I knew her confession went well and we had no future. We made small talk the rest of the way home her laying against my shoulder.
Tuesday she came over wearing a simple white tank top and skimpy white shorts with white sandals. It seemed like a lot of white but like everything else she wore it looked amazing on her. she nuzzled up next to me and whispered in my ear, "Guess what."
I looked at her face, so close to mine it sent shivers down my spine, "I don't know, you confessed?"
"Nope, I'm not that brave, but I think I was wrong before. I think she likes girls too."
Well she might have thought that was good news, but it sounded pretty terrible from where I was sitting the only shot I had was if the girl she was chasing was super straight. Oh well nothing to do now, but be the supportive friend, "That's awesome. So there's no reason not to tell her, right?"
"I guess, but I'm still not there. I think maybe someday soon, but at least I'm getting to know her. I just hope she doesn't meet somebody else."
"ha ha," I couldn't help but chuckle at that and she didn't move, but rolled her eyes up to look at me, "Sorry, but come on. Even if she meets someone else I'm sure she'd dump them in a minute for you. Come on you're like a twelve. Not to mention sweet, smart, outgoing, anyways I could go on and on, but listen if you confess and she doesn't leap into your arms let me know and I'll set her straight."
The least I could do was manage my roll as her best friend and there was no way my gorgeous chronically happy best friend wasn't getting her happy ending. Once she did I could move on and find someone to settle for and lie to her that I had found my true love and life was great. Then we could go on double dates and grow closer together and she would always be in my life. I mused how this friendship became so important when we still hadn't even known each other for a month.
We spent the rest of the ride in idle conversation and I went home to have a dream of a happily ever after. We would move in together, get married, adopt two children, grow old, and retire somewhere in the islands. Then I woke up.
On the ride home on Wednesday I was ready for my fix of Gisele and the girl did not disappoint. She slowly strode to my seat looking exhausted. She was wearing simple black leggings and a tank top, once again swaying below her bust. Her shoes were simple black low top sneakers. I didn't care enough to notice their brand. It was perhaps the simplest outfit I had ever seen her wear and she had even left her hair down. Even so I found it stunning. The leggings clung to her every curve and the tank top was thin enough that even before she got excited you could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. She left a set between us as she sat down and I was more than a little sad, but then she dropped her head into my lap and looked up at me.
"Ugh, I'm trying to lose a couple pounds before I confess, but I'm so busy at the bar and everything we sell is so fatty," She sulked her lips pulling into a pout. As her best friend I did the only thing that made sense to me. I teased her.
"You better be careful. You go dropping pounds you might trim it off those amazing curves of yours."
Her eyes got big and her tanned face flushed red, "You shouldn't tease me I'm very sensitive right now you know."
She was always so confident and rowdy I wondered if she'd ever been this insecure before, or if she'd ever be like this again. I ran my hand thru her hair and spoke softly, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to tease, but I did mean your body is perfect as is. I'm here for you though If I can do anything else."
She seemed pumped now, "Yeah I'm sure you're right. It will probably all be fine."
With that she rolled over and went to sleep as I stroked her bangs. Two stops from my house I woke her up, "Gisele, love I'm getting off you need to wake up."
She sat up and I left her alone on the bus.
Thursday and the garage called me again as Gisele was getting on the bus I answered it quickly, "What can I do for you?" They wanted to know when I was going to get the car and to remind me they weren't a storage facility, "Ok I work all week I can pick it up Saturday morning."
I was hanging up when Gisele plopped down and leaned into me. I realized for the first time since we had met I hadn't seen what she was wearing. I sighed to myself, "Damn garage," it slipped out without me realizing it.
"What's wrong? Car finished or what?"
"O no they just have terrible timing I didn't even get to see what you were wearing today," I bit my lip as I finished speaking. What was wrong with me? At the next spot Gisele hopped up and twirled around in front of me, "It's nothing special, but what do you think?" She was wearing black satin slacks and a white blouse and a black blazer whatever she was wearing underneath the blouse was carefully designed to blend in, "I had a meeting at the bank today and I was to tired to go home and change."
"I don't know what you were asking for but if I was the loan officer I would definitely have given you a mortgage. All though I must say I favor your less modest entire," I swallowed my laugh and presented a playful grin as she sat back down.
"Thanks," she said dropping back down to her place by my side, "You know I've made a decision. I can't go on like this forever. Otherwise what did I even break up with everyone for? So tomorrow night I'm going to invite her out and confess to her. Will you come with me hold me accountable and give me strength?"
"Yes," was all I could say. Tomorrow it will be over, or maybe.. No I couldn't even finish the thought. For me to get what I wanted the girl I loved had to have her heart broken. I would never allow that.
I sat in silence the rest of the ride while Gisele leaned against me talking about this and that. I really couldn't hear her over my heartbeat in my ears. Then my stop finally came and I slowly got off, waving absentmindedly back at Gisele.