Comme Si De Rien N'Etait

This is a one page story I wrote based off these french words, Comme Si de Rien N'etait. I got them from a kpop music video, where these words were tattooed on a man's back. These words mean "As if it never happened."
I hope you enjoy it. This is one of the few published pieces of writing I have put onto the internet.

It pained him. It truly did. He looked down at her, smiling, although sadly down at her. His best friend, his lover for the night. He stroked her beautiful chestnut locks and sighed.

He loved her. He met her when they were kids and when she first moved here. It was the classic story of falling in love with your best friend who also happened to be your neighbour. Over the years, he felt his love for her grow, although it was terribly one sided.
He watched her swear off men, then fall in love. Finally leading to heartbreak. It pained him to watch her go through it, but he didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had. He cherished it dearly and if his love for her would ruin their connection, then he would rather not take the risk.

She would always tell him that there’s nothing to lose by trying. She was always the risk taker between the both of them. He once told her that there was this girl he knew he loved and he didn’t know if he should tell her about his feelings.
She encouraged him greatly, saying,

“Finally, you’re going to get a girl. I thought you were either gay or celibate.”

He cracked a small smile at that memory before turning back to the woman that lay in the bed. He was glad they had chosen to go to her house amidst their drunken, lust filled euphoria. He wouldn’t have to move her.

He knew that by the time she woke up, he would be gone. He could pass it off easily as a trip to upstate New York to visit his parents. He didn’t want her to know that it was he who was in her bed last night. That it was he who gave her his love and passion.

His heart would break as he would watch her in the future, but he would always remember that night, last night. His one dream come true. He was able to fulfill his longing for one night, and for right now, that was enough for him. He wouldn’t breathe a word of this event.

He hoped she was too drunk to remember what happened, but then again, he also wished she would remember. She would remember his love for her.

He leaned down to kiss her on the temple and whispered in her ear.

“Comme si de rien n’était.”

He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces as he left her, but it was for her benefit. And he was finally able to do it.

He got up. And he left.