Liars
"Do you guys think we'll always be together like this?" Those few words made them think and reflect because…
He wasn't as lazy as everyone thought… he just wanted an excuse. A reason to be with her more often. She helped him study and kept him on track; at least, that was what he'd always say. It was an excuse. An excuse to goof off. An excuse to have her throw those playful punches at him, to have her near him, to sometimes have her arm around him. All in friendship of course. Because he couldn't ever touch her, couldn't ever be with her; at least, not like he wanted to. Because they were 'just friends'. And he didn't want to risk it, didn't want it all to go to waste, didn't want anything to change. When is it worth a gamble? When do you risk losing it all? All her smiles, all her laughs, all that is her, when her 'all' is his 'everything'. So he played it safe; it's better this way.
She wasn't as studious as everyone thought. But it gave her a chance to see him, to tease him, and to throw those playful punches at him, because God he was gorgeous! She was happy to be his friend… even though that was all she would ever be to him; it was something, at least. She didn't want things to change. 'Cause something's always better than nothing… right? At least this way she could be near him: talk to him, laugh with him, put her arm around him, but only as 'friends'. And friends they had been since before elementary school, long enough for her to wonder if it was worth it, because the childhood friends becoming lovers stories were children's fairy tales. Not worth believing. Not worth hoping in. Not worth all her wishes upon a star. Because some things will never be. So 'friends' they would stay.
They were both liars: to others, each other, and themselves. Because, if they really admitted it, they wanted things to change. Neither wanted to be "just friends"… but neither would risk it. And so maybe they would never know and they'd keep pretending. Pretend everything was okay. Even when everything was wrong. When the only thing that felt right was soon to end, because, after all, "We can't be together forever." …Right? Because nothing ever stays the same. All things come to an end. And everything falls apart.
It's part of growing up…right? …Or wrong?
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A/N: so many thanks to Gamet Kauum Gekxoum for her in depth review which helped me revamp this story and make it what you see now
I may add some chapters to this, I have a few ideas, but I doubt I'll like them as much as this ch.