Hi,this is my first story so please please be nice,I'm just writing for fun so please don't be mean,if you don't like it thats fine but theres no need to be nasty but constructive criticism is appreciated.

~This one-shot is based off of the Taylor Swift song "Teardrops on My Guitar"~

I'm in love with my best friend. I know how cliché it is but it's the truth. He so much more then my best friend, he's my go to guy, my shoulder to cry on, my protector and hopefully after tonight, my lover

Tonight, I'm going to tell Phil Brooks I love him.

I met Phil 5 years ago at an event. My brother used to be a trainer for the WWE and when he introduced me to Phil we hit it off right away and have been best friends ever since.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts with the sound of that voice I've dreamt about for 5 years. I hear him say "Sammi" and I'm so excited I run and jump into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. We haven't seen each other in 2 months but the WWE just happens to be in my hometown and I'm not letting anything get in the way of finally telling him the truth.

"Phil, I've missed you so much!" I whispered on the verge of tears

"Me too" he says, I'm so overjoyed and all I want to do is kiss him but first I need to tell him the 3 words I've been waiting to tell this man, but my world falls apart with 3 other words spoken by a foreign voice.

"Baby whose this" Baby??

I somehow manage to get to my feet and take a look at the person that voice belongs to. She is the epitome of a living Barbie, with her stick figure body, blonde hair and blue eyes I quickly realize there is no competition.

"Sammi, this is my girlfriend Barbie" Ha! Barbie of course

I can feel my heart shattering into a million pieces and I can barley speak but I got to suck it up for my best friend, my love. How can I do that?, she's so beautiful, she's got everything I've ever wanted and now I'll have to live without .

We talk for a while, well mostly them I'm still in shock and to make matters worse she kisses him, the kind of kiss you give a lover in private, and at the sight of this all I want to do is crawl up in a ball a cry. After she excuses herself, Phil turns to me and asks "So what do you think, I really love her and I think I finally got it right this time.

My heart still breaking and with tears in my I fake a smile so he can't see "She seems like a great girl" I just hope she holds on to him and know that she's lucky.

I can't take this anymore and with a lame excuse and another fake smile almost run out the door and away from my worst nightmare. The ride home isn't any better, it feels like an eternity.

When I walk into my room the first thing I see is a picture of us taken the last time we saw each other, I think we were at some cheesy carnival, but it didn't matter I was just happy to be with him. I was on his back with my legs wrapped around his waist laughing at something our friends said. It definitely my favorite picture and that day made me realize why I fell in love with him in the first place.

I put the picture down and just cried and cried. After what felt like an hour I laid down on my bed. Maybe now I'll get some sleep tonight because now after all these years I finally realize I'll never be enough.