Myria POV
My wardrobe is very small, it was true that there was barely space for two people. There is no light at all. We try to position ourselves without touching each other too much, but in the end the rubbing is inevitable and we end up pressed up against each other. As hard as I try to position myself at the edge of the wardrobe, as far against the wall as possible, I feel Alba's breathing a few inches from my mouth and my heart is pounding so hard I can hear it in my head.
MYRIA: In ten minutes we'll be able to say we've literally come out of the closet.
Alba giggles.
ALBA: It's super small.
MYRIA: I know, I've told them.
ALBA: I've gotta move a bit, there's something sticking me in the back.
MYRIA: Okay.
Alba turns a little and rubs her breast against mine. I've got a shiver and I think she's noticed.
ALBA: I'm sorry.
MYRIA: It's okay.
'I'm getting dizzy.'
ALBA: There, I think it was a hanger.
MYRIA: Okay.
We are back in the same position we were in at the beginning. The silence is thick between us, I want to say something to break this weird, heavy and uncomfortable air in the closet but I can't think of anything. I can't see her but I feel her breathing faster than usual and I'm sure she feels mine too.
'She's as nervous as I am.'
If I put my head forward just two inches I could kiss her and it's burning me inside, I even notice my legs losing some strength.
Alba breaks the silence between us.
ALBA: You went shopping today.
MYRIA: Yes.
ALBA: Me too.
MYRIA: But Rosa is right, it was better to shop there.
ALBA: I know, I hadn't thought about it.
MYRIA: Nor me.
ALBA: We can go shopping there, if you want.
MYRIA: Sure.
Silence again. This is so awkward. I'm locked in the world's smallest wardrobe with Alba and I don't know what to talk about to pass time, I don't even know how long it's been, but it's going on forever.
'Forever but I'd be here for an hour if she wanted too.'
I don't even know if talking is worse because every time she says something I feel her breath on my mouth and I wanna kiss her. I feel the heat of her body against mine and it's like I'm on flames right now. I'm sure she's noticed, although I don't really know if it's me or her that's burning, because every touch of her skin feels as warm as mine. We're both burning and I'm going out of my mind.
'I want to caress her. I want to feel her. I want to feel all of her.'
My breathing gets heavier and heavier and so does hers. Silence is one more between us, it has presence, it's here in the two inches that separate us being just another person in this closet. And her smell... I feel it filling my lungs.
MYRIA: I like your smell.
Alba stops breathing for a few seconds.
'Do I take her breath away too?'
Then I hear her swallow and catch her breath, breathing deeper than before.
ALBA: I thought it reminded your grandma.
'What?'
MYRIA: It doesn't.
ALBA: You said that.
MYRIA: I said that to annoy you.
'I said that cause I'm an idiot.'
ALBA: Like the things you said on the date?
I get nervous. I hate remembering that.
MYRIA: Yeah. Like that.
ALBA: Rosa told me you just wanted revenge for Elena.
MYRIA: You know?
ALBA: Yeah... Why didn't you tell me?
MYRIA: I don't know, I tried but you always seemed so angry that I was afraid to bring it up.
ALBA: You didn't think I was too short?
MYRIA: No! You're the perfect height. I mean, fine. Well, you're average.
'Focus.'
I've accelerated too much, does she really think that's what I think? Was she worried about that? Now I'm the one swallowing, my heart is about to burst out of my mouth. I take a breath of air and blow it out heavily through my nose, I feel like I don't have any oxJWPen in my head.
ALBA: So... what do you think now?
I get nervous, what should I tell her? What should I say? I need time to think about that, I need to gain a few seconds.
MYRIA: About what?
ALBA: About me.
'If I tell you what I think about you now...'
MYRIA: Now... now?
Alba is silent for a few seconds that feel like an eternity. She doesn't know what to say.
'Are we flirting?'
ALBA: Yeah... now.
'I take it as a yes.'
My hands move on their own, there's no space, I don't see her, I don't know what face she's making as she talks to me, I don't know why she's asking me that. I need to feel her skin on my hands. I caress her waist, I pull her closer to me, if that's possible in the little space we have. She puts her hands on my arms and squeezes them. That's good, that's a good sign, she doesn't push me away, she doesn't try to pull away, she lets me press her against me. She squeezes my arms tighter and tighter, squeezing is good.
'Is it really good?'
MYRIA: Do you really want me to tell you what I'm thinking right now?
I listen as she blows out her breath sharply, her breathing as fast as mine.
'I'm going to kiss her? I'm going to kiss her.'
If she wants to pull away, she can, if she doesn't want to, she can say so, but if I don't try now I will explode. The signals her body is sending me are good, she's receptive. I can't see her but I feel it.
And then a light blinded us.
NOELIA: What, have you two hooked up already?
Alba and I parted nervously.
ARANCHA: Nooo, I told you we should have sent them for 15 minutes, not 10.
They laugh. Alba and I came out of the closet in silence. I looked sideways at her and she had the reddest face I'd ever seen. I must have been the same because I was burning up. My body temperature is several degrees above normal.
JAVIER: Wow, you guys look warm.
ALBA: It was really hot in the wardrobe.
JAVIER: I see, I see.
Elena stares at me and I grin at her.
ARANCHA: Come on Alba, your turn. Myria, ask her.
MYRIA: What? What?
ARANCHA: If she wants a kiss, truth or dare.
Good thing I can't get any redder than I am. I look Alba in the eye for the first time since we came out of the wardrobe. Her eyes burn, they're hungry, I've never seen them like this before.
'She would have kissed me, would she have kissed me?'
MYRIA: You want kiss, truth or dare?
ALBA: Truth.
ARANCHA: Come on Myria, ask her anything you want.
NOELIA: Yes, but don't make it a boring question please.
'What should I ask her?'
In fact, I can think of many, many questions to ask her, which I would like to know the answers to. But I can't ask them out loud, especially not in front of everyone. Alba looks at me waiting for me to say something and I just wanna run away, I don't want to ask her anything, I just can't.
MYRIA: I... just don't know.
I look at my other friends.
NOELIA: I knew once we didn't ask questions it would get boring.
ALICIA: Yep.
ARANCHA: Well, if Myria doesn't want to, I'll ask her.
ROSA: That's not fair, it's Myria's turn to ask.
MYRIA: But I don't know what to ask.
'I'm lying, I know, but I can't'.
NOELIA: Rule change. From now on Arancha, Alicia and I choose the questions and dares.
ELENA: Hey, that's no good, that's not the way the game is.
NOELIA: Game's mine, so I decide.
She laughs loudly as we all look at her. Alba remains silent.
ARANCHA: Shall we vote again?
A/N: Yessssss.
ELENA: No. Girls, you've already got us to agree to play your games, you can't abuse us and now expect us to have to take your dares or answer your questions.
MYRIA: Exactly.
'Why do I support her? I still don't know what to ask.'
NOELIA: But it's just that with your ideas it's boring.
ARANCHA: Myria, I have an idea of what you can ask her.
She gets close to my ear and whispers to me without anyone else hearing.
ARANCHA: Ask her which one of us she'd have sex with.
I jump in my seat.
MYRIA: Arancha!!! I'm not going to ask her that!
My face burns again, everyone laughs, including Alba. Arancha looks at me and whispers again.
ARANCHA: Well no name then, ask her if she'd have sex with anyone here.
'Shall I ask her that? It's lighter, more anonymous.'
ALBA: Myria, whatever, ask me anything.
Her voice makes me nervous.
MYRIA: Okay. Arancha's second question is less awkward.
'Maybe the answer is the same: With no one the first one and No the second one, and that's it.'
Alba looks at me.
ALBA: OK. You say.
ARANCHA: But you have to tell the truth, lying won't work. We'll know if you're lying.
She looks at her intensely and Alba laughs nervous.