Part One
"Of course I do. He's my best friend!" This caught my attention and I looked up at Wesley Montgomery, a.k.a. my best friend. He had his back turned to me but from his stiff posture and the hand running through his hair I knew he was frustrated. Again. As he ended up every time he talked to his girlfriend. This was the first time I'd heard myself mentioned though.
"What?! No. Of course not!" He turned around and looked at me. His distress clear in those deep green-brown eyes. Silently I asked him what was wrong. What he said to Jolene next answered the unspoken question. "Fine, I will! I choose my best friend of 10 years! David James Hughes!" My eyes opened wide as he ended the call and threw his cell on the bed, himself following it. "Aargh!" he groaned. "Why must girls be so confusing?" He lifted his face from the pillow and looked at me. My breath caught as I gazed at his beautiful face. So many thoughts pass through my head at that moment.
Because they don't know you like I do? Because they don't deserve you like I do? They don't know that you detest sushi, especially that kind at Dave's with the crab. They weren't the ones who walked you to your bed after you had been sick in the bathroom for the past half-hour. They don't know about your secret collection of original Spider-man comics behind your dresser. They don't- they haven't been in love with you since the 7th grade.
The room is silent and I expect to find Wes asleep. But when I look I am greeted my his shocked face, eyes wide and mouth agape. Only then do I realize I just poured my heart out to my best straight friend out loud.
I gasp and jump out of my bed. Without a glance back or a seconds thought I grab my keys and run, the tears already streaking freely down my face.
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