This is the same story as I'm dating a demon, but it's from the best friend's perspective. I hope you'll enjoy it.
You ran to catch up to your friend (name) who was walking to the bike-stalls to get her bike so you could go home together. You cast a sideway glance at the adversaries, smoking god-knows-what in the parking-lot.
You had always ben stronger than most girls your age and had occasionally been mistaken for a boy in pre-school, then puberty hit and you were finally seen as a female by the male population, thank god!
You started martial arts as a way of exercising and to get rid of your frustration. By now you were great at fighting and you were still more boyish than most people.
Your best friend was a lot more shy and awkward than most people but she always stuck by your side no matter what, even when most of the friends you trusted had abandoned you, and you would always do the same thing for her.
A friend will leave you if that's what the crowd does, a best friend will kick the whole crowds ass who left you! And you both lived by that philosophy.
You took your friend's hand and greeted her the way you usually did.
"yo!"
"yo, how are you?" she replied.
"fine, I broke up with (ex's name)," you replied happily.
"I don't quite see how that is supposed to be fine," your friend said confused.
"he was a jerk," you said bluntly.
"then why did you date him in the first place?" your friend asked.
"he asked me," you replied. You had had a number of boyfriends, but you never really liked any of them. You would date any guy who would confess to you because you knew how hard it was to confess to someone so thy deserved a chance at least.
Don't get me wrong, you were anything but easy! You had never slept with any of those guys so far and you hadn't even kissed most of them.
"your logic defies my simple understanding _" your friend said with a smile. She was really a great friend. She was one of the few people that knew and liked your girly-mary-sue-side. You had introduced her to anime and manga on her second day of middle-school and you had been dragging her from fandom to fandom ever since.
You went up to your bike and took the lock off. You pulled it out of the rack and looked at your friend who was frozen in place. You looked in the direction she was looking at to see Allen F. Jones standing next to her bike.
Allen was by far the most dangerous of the adversaries. He was the most violent, short tempered, and most of all insane member of all.
Your friend was obviously to scared to go near him and get her bike so you just shot her an understanding grin and offered her a ride.
Your friend sighed in relief and accepted your offer.
She got on the back of your bike and you drove to her place. On the way you discussed the characters you had a crush on and the ones you would most likely strangle if the fourth wall was ever broken.
But there was still something bugging you, why would the adversaries be waiting for one of you? (BFF/N) was pretty even if she'd never realize that herself, but she was far from slutty, which was the kind of girl they usually went for.
"I wonder what he was doing there," You said.
"why was who, doing what, where?" Your friend asked.
"why was Allen standing next to your bike in the bike stalls by himself while the other adversaries were smoking near the parking lot? You saw them didn't you?" you asked suspiciously, the whole thing becoming weirder the more you thought about it.
"uhm... maybe he had an argument with his brother?" she suggested.
"no, you know how those guys solve their 'arguments'." you said, you had seen them 'argue' plenty of times, in fact you had gotten caught up in it once and had gotten a hockey stick to the head. You never told her because she'd get worried about you again and you didn't want to bother her.
"how should I know what that guy was doing there anyway?" she eventually huffed, ending the conversation.
"alright, alright, back to the reason smexy was invented!" you cheered, going back to your previous conversation.
"you need to get a human boyfriend again and soon," your friend said, and you just knew she was rolling her eyes.
"screw humans! I want a demon boyfriend!" you laughed. You knew you were being silly but you had yet to meet a single human who could give you butterflies in your stomach. Besides, relationships in anime always seemed so much more interesting than real life.
~time skip~
you and (BFF/N) were once again approaching the bike stalls, but you could clearly see that she was nervous, you knew her well enough for that.
" chill out (BFF/N)! He's probably just skipping," you said, jogging to catch up to her. She calmed down if only a little and sighed in slight relief.
You walked into the bike-stalls while discussing how you'd kidnap your friend's future demon boyfriend if you ever found one.
"Uhm... (BFF/N)... You might want to look over there," you said, pointing at her bike. There was the tall intimidating american with his nailed bat in hand.
She turned around to walk out of the bike-stalls but an equally intimidating canadian stood at the entrance to block your way. she began to shiver and dragged your you deeper into the covered stall area.
"What now?!" she whined, shifting her gaze nervously between the two north-americans.
"Pretend you're not noticing them and leave. Go over there, don't look up at him, and take your bike. How big is the chance they are here for one of us anyway?" you said confidently, looking at the other people who were either shaking next to their stalled bike or walking past Max with their heads ducked low. It couldn't be about you. Could it? No, of course not! That'd be ridiculous.
So you walked towards her bike, hoping your gut feeling was wrong.
"Hey," Allen called out when you were only 10 steps away from the bike.
'damn!' you thought to yourself 'so close!'
you were good at fighting and when it came to dealing with weirdoes you were braver than most people, but the adversaries went just a step to far for you. You'd never say it out loud but even you were terrified of them. But you had to be brave now and stick by your friend, that's what friends are for!
Your friend shakily pointed at herself to confirm it was her he was talking to.
"Yeah, you. (BFF/N), isn't it?" He said. she nodded quietly and forced you yourself not to look at the bloodstained bat in his hand, not to get scared.
"D-d... Did I do something wrong?" she asked timidly. You pressed a hand against her back to let you know she was still there and would help you if you needed it.
'that jerk! Scaring her like that, who does he think he is!'
"No, what made you think that?" Allen asked. He seemed honestly confused and his voice sounded a lot kinder than usual. You'd only ever heard him yell and swear in fights and he was still scary ,but still.
"Uhm... The bloody bat?" she said, pointing at the possible murder weapon.
"Oh, right! Sorry," he said, quickly putting it away to rest against a wall. He raised his hands saying "don't worry, I came in peace,"
"LIES!" You exclaimed out of reflex and Allen looked at you confused.
"Hehe~ don't worry, just ignore me," you said, trying to get the attention off yourself.
"Actually I'd like you to leave us alone for a while," he said, placing a large heavy hand on your friend's shoulder.
" I'd rather stay here," you said, still managing to sound confident and calm despite your worry. Allen leaned down a little so he was at eye level with you, and you were now glaring at each other over your friend's shoulder.
"Please... Leave..." Allen repeated threateningly.
You leaned a little closer whispered in your friend's ear "he said he came in peace. What do you think?" You could feel yourself grow a bit shaky
you were strong, but even you couldn't take Allen on and his brother was still staring at you with his hockey stick, ready to jump in.
she whispered it was fine, trying to sound confident herself, she gave you a quick hug and you left.
'STUPID COWARD!' you scolded yourself as you walked away. 'What if he hurts her?! What will you do then?!' you kept bothering yourself with these thoughts as you walked towards the exit of the bike-stalls, completely forgetting the canadian accomplice that was still waiting there.
"are you okay?" he asked when you passed him, making you freeze in terror.
"something like that," you mumbled, wondering why he'd even care.
"you're a friend of (BFF/N) right?" he asked.
"what do you want from her?!" you snapped, looking him straight in the shade covered eyes.
"chill out. We don't want anything from her. Al he-" he hesitated, but you were just angry right now, at yourself for being so scared, at them for scaring the both of you.
"he what?" you asked.
"he's got a crush on (BFF/N), and he was too worried she'd run again so I'm just here for moral support," Max admitted, and your mouth fell open.
"so he was stalking her like that... to ask her out on a date?!" you asked. Max nodded.
"and you're _, right?" he asked.
"y-yeah, how'd you know?" you asked, your fear beginning to bubble up again.
"you got in a fight with me and Nicolas once. Pretty impressive. I never met a chick that can punch like you. Sorry for hitting you by the way," he said casually.
You were about to reply when Max looked away from you and towards your friend.
"look at that, I think he just pulled it off," Max said. You whirled around to see Al walk away from your friend as she stood there frozen in shock. You dashed in her direction.
"see ya!" Max yelled after you as you ran but you ignored him.
"You okay?" you asked your friend, snapping her out of her daze. She nodded blankly.
"yeah," she said.
"what happened?" you asked worriedly.
"I got a date," she said, but you had a feeling she was saying this more to herself than to you.
"Uhm... Did I hear you right?" you asked amazed.
"He asked me out on a date," she repeated. You brought yourself to smile, thinking he would probably not hurt a girl he liked so much HE was nervous to ask her out, and you playfully poked her in the side, making her yelp.
"NO FAIR!" you yelled on mock-anger.
"NO FAIR WHAT?!" She yelled, rubbing her shoulder.
"you got a demon boyfriend before me, that's just not fair!" you continued mockingly.
She hung her head and pressed a note into your hands, getting on her bike and dazedly driving off, leaving you to chase her.
Well, you kind of deserved it.
~time skip to tomorrow evening~
You had your friend sleep over on the night of her date so you could look after her and make sure he didn't hurt her, as well as avoid questioning from her older sister who was petty much like her mom with her parents overseas.
You helped her pick a dress, and were now fixing her hair and unintentionally tugging on your friend's hair way to hard.
"oww! That hurts!" your friend complained.
"hold still (BFF/N)! you've got a date after all!I looked up the address on the piece of paper he gave you and that place is pretty fancy" you said cheerily. You tied her hair up with a ribbon and stepped back to admire your work. You quickly grabbed it again, however, to do a few touch-ups, her hair got awfully frizzy in summer.
"you act as if it's a good thing!" she yelled.
"If you really didn't want to I know you would have found a way to turn him down," you said, and that was no joke. Quite a few guys had confessed to her before but she never accepted any of them.
"He was still holding the bat _," she huffed with a pout.
"Well... At least he's handsome right?" you said sheepishly. She sighed
"I guess," she mumbled.
"See!" you exclaimed victoriously. you finally released her hair from your iron hold.
She got up and looked herself over in the mirror, looking very pleased.
You stealthily reached for you make-up pouch and pulled out the lipstick
"just one more thing," you said in a tone you knew all too well.
~30 seconds later~
"I'M NOT LETTING YOU PUT THAT ON ME!" she yelled as you chased her around the house, in an attempt to get her to put just a little make-up on.
"COME ON! JUST A LITTLE WON'T KILL YOU!" you yelled back.
~10 minutes later~
you and your friend had compromised and now she was wearing mascara and just a bit of sparkle around her eyes (you knew those sparkles would eventually end on her cheeks and not get off for another week but it was less than the metallic blue you had intended to use on her).
You heard a car honk in front of your home and put your stuff down.
"that's your cab. Time to go," you said and she made a face like you were talking about her death sentence.
~time skip, to their date!~
You were staring at your best friend and Allen on their date as if they would spontaneously combust any second now. He had only asked her out on a date and he hadn't done anything so far but you were still worried. You had yet to meet an agreeable human male in your life and you were not about to let your friend get hurt. It wasn't like you hadn't been creeping on hr before.
You looked at them worriedly while your thoughts shifted somewhere between, so far so good, is she doing alright?, and wow, he looks great in that suit!
Your friend was shifting nervously in her seat and Allen looked about ready to kill someone with the silverware he was holding.
"that stupid bastard!" you huffed. Were about to come out of your so called hiding place -which was really just the tree you were standing under on the other side of the pond behind the restaurant, but the lighting was so dim they wouldn't see you- when a pair of gloved hands wrapped around you and covered your mouth. You quickly elbowed your attacker in the gut and made a back-kick, before turning around to see your so-called-attacker was none other than Max williams! Allen's older brother.
"WHAT THE HELL?! ARE YOU AFTER ME?!" you whisper-shouted.
"ugh... no..." he groaned.
"oh, whoops? Sorry about that," you said, still in a fighting stance.
"I didn't think I'd have to fight you!" he hissed, getting up.
"not so tough without your hockey stick?" you asked cockily. You dropped your guard, realizing he was no threat to you.
"I can fight without it!" he replied angrily.
"SSSSHHHH! someone will hear!" you whisper-shouted again.
"oh, right. Why are you here anyway?" he asked, glancing at Allen and your friend having dinner.
"I'm here to look after (BFF/N)!" you said "why are you here?"
"to make sure my idiot brother doesn't do anything stupid," he said, still staring at the couple.
A brown haired waitress just brought them their food and you could hear your stomach rumble. Max chuckled.
"hungry?" he asked, half mockingly.
"I didn't have dinner, and why's it so cold out here?" you answered, trying to change the topic. He didn't seem to go for the bait and a scowl formed on your face, as you looked back up et the seemingly happy couple... for now.
Max pulled something out of his bag and waved it in front of your face, a tub of ice-cream!
"we'll be here for a while. Wanna share?" he offered, you were grateful for the darkness disguising your blush and accepted his offer.
He sat down against your tree and hoisted you onto his lap. You blushed in an even deeper shade of red and pushed yourself away from him a little.
"what's this for?!" you hissed.
"you said you were cold and it's easier to share this way," he replied simply. You decided to let him since it was getting kind of cold.
He had one arm around your waist, holding the ice-cream, while his other hand took out a spoon and offered you a bite.
"one spoon?" you questioned suspiciously.
"I didn't think I'd be sharing it now, eh," he said and he forced the cold spoon against your lips. You took a bite and watched him dig the spoon back into the tub, bring the same spoon back to his own lips, slowly part his lips and WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!
You tried to act as natural as possible while Max and you took turns in taking bites from the (F/flavor) ice-cream.
You tore your gaze away from the canadian and looked up at your friend. All of a sudden you saw Al snap at her and bang his fist on the table, startling your friend who had turned bright red.
"THAT JERK!" you almost yelled and you tried to jump out of Max's embrace, but he held you tight and pulled you flush against him.
"SSSHHH! Someone will hear!" he whispered mockingly in your ear. You snapped your head at him and were about to yell when he continued "they're fine, look," he said, making you look up to your friend who was shyly blushing with a faint smile on her face and Al was already talking to the waitress again.
You relaxed a little, until you realized that you were now being fed ice-cream by Max while sitting on his lap and resting against his chest, next to a pretty pond in the middle of the night, with only the faint lighting from the restaurant illuminating this moment.
You blushed again and you felt your heart beat out of your chest so loudly you tried to sit up so he wouldn't feel it, but the arm that was locked around your waist wouldn't budge. You hung your head at the moment he tried to give you another bite, getting ice-cream on the tip of your nose.
He chuckled and stuck the spoon in his own mouth. He then put it back in the tub and used his now free hand to grab your chin, making you look at him. Your eyes widened as he closed his and licked the ice-cream off!
"you eat like a kid, _" he said with a deep chuckle, which you could feel rumbling in his muscular chest. You turned cherry red and you heart pumped faster than ever.
Max went for the spoon again and averted his gaze with a small victorious smirk. You were not just going to let that happen! You took the spoonful of ice-cream into your mouth before he could and shot his own expression back at him while letting the spoon slide out of your mouth and letting the cold treat melt on your tongue.
Max's smirk just grew wider and he took a hold of the hairs at the back of your head, making you gasp. He pressed his mouth agains yours and pressed his tongue in.
your eyes widened at first, but they slowly fluttered shut as your tongues danced, sharing the ice-cream in your mouth. You felt how your mouths that had gotten cold from the ice-cream heated up in a fiery make-out broke apart for air and Max's smirk re-appeared just as quickly.
"my bite," he said, and you leaned back in for another delicious kiss.
He tasted of ice-cream and something else... maple? His lips were softer than you thought they'd be, and you could feel his heart beating against his ribcage as you pressed yourself against him.
You broke apart and you turned back to glance at your friend.
'She's fine' you decided and you let your head fall on Max's shoulder and let the butterflies in your stomach flutter as they pleased.
After a while of laying half-asleep on and accepting ice-cream from Max he put his stuff back in his bag and dragged you back into reality.
"come on, they're leaving," he said, and you got up.
'Ugh, couldn't you have stayed up there a bit longer, (BFF/N)' you thought to yourself. You could have stayed like that forever.
He grabbed your hand and dragged you to the parking-lot and into his car.
"where to?" he asked. You gave him your address and you quickly drove off so the other happy couple wouldn't notice you.
He parked his car near your place and you ran into your house, while you fully snapped out of your daydream. You let him in and rushed into your bedroom.
"give me a minute," you said. You shut your bedroom door and quickly changed into you pajamas. You left your room and stormed into the kitchen with Max right behind you. You grabbed your camera, right when Al and (BFF/N) got out of the car and walked up to the door.
"what are you doing?" Max asked.
"blackmail,"you said happily, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
You turned back and saw Al softly press his lips onto hers. You quickly snapped a picture.
"this night never occurred," you told him blankly. You ran towards the door right when your friend came crashing into the house.
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" she yelled as you almost crashed into you .
you grabbed her shoulder and shook you around.
"WHAT HAPPENED?! HOW DID IT GO?! DID YOU KISS?!" you yelled without letting go of her, pretending you hadn't been creeping on her the whole night.
she grabbed your shoulders and clung to you like a lifeline in response and yelled back.
"NONE OF YOUR BUSSINESS!" after that she walked into the bedroom you'd be sharing that night and collapsed there.
"you already know so why ask?" a deep voice coated in a thick canadian accent asked.
"OH... MY... GOD..." she said.
"MAX?!" you yelled, punching him in the shoulder. HE WAS SUPPOSED TO STAY IN THE KITCHEN SO YOU COULD SMUGGLE HIMOUT LATER!
Your friend just gaped at you with your mouth slightly open, until Max's words apparently got through to her.
"just how... did you know what happened?" she asked suspiciously.
"I don't know," your said, but she knew you were lying.
"What. Did. You. Do?!" she asked as threatening as as could manage with the Canadian killer still behind you.
"let's just tell her-" Max said "we were worried about you dating my idiot brother so we followed you around and your friend here took a picture of you and my brother's little goodbye," he explained while trying to keep you from strangling him.
"W-WHAT?!" she stuttered.
"don't worry, it's not like we'll put it on Facebook. It's just a little something I will be showing to your kids and grandkids when you are happily married and I'm living in your basement after my boyfriend stole all my money," you said cheerfully.
Max looked at you weird, she just sighed (the two of you had this kind of conversations a lot so you were used to it).
"thanks, really makes me feel better," she said tiredly. she let herself fall back onto the bed and shut her eyes.
You sat down next to your friend and pet her head, feeling a little sorry. She had enough to worry about without the two of you stalking her and it made you feel bad.
"if you don't like Al you should just break up with him. I'll cover you, don't worry," Max said, walking up to the bed.
"I'm not sure if I like him, but I do know that I don't dislike him. He just scares me a lot," she said vaguely.
"you really think he's that scary?" Max asked.
"whenever he's close I just panic. He makes my stomach flip and my chest feel tight in a way not a single delinquent has ever pulled off," she said.
"I see. Well, you can give me a call once you've figured it out," Max said, before turning around and going for the door. Leaving a note with his phone-number for you.
"but just so you know, there's a feeling besides fear that can screw you over like that (BFF/N). they call it love," he said as he closed the door.
Your looked at her with a you-know-he's-right smile and she sat up and pulled her hair out of it's silky (f/c) confines.
"hey, (BFF/N)?" you asked softly.
"yeah?" she replied and a fangirl smirk spread across your face.
"is Al a good kisser?" you asked with a cheshire cat grin.
"I don't know, that was sort of my first kiss so I can't compare," she said with a bright blush.
"so was it good?" you asked persistently.
"you were right about the restaurant, it was a very nice place," she said, desperately trying to change the topic.
"I'll say this once more, WAS. IT. GOOD?" you asked in a tone that did not allow back-talking.
"he has a tongue piercing, it was weird, but... a good... sort of... weird... if that makes sense," she finally admitted, looking down with a cherry red blush up till her ears.
You squealed like you often had when you was talking about some guy in the anime you liked. You were definitely shipping her and Al!
"what about max? Is he a good kisser?" she asked with the cockiness she only used when you were alone, now you were turning into a fine shade of crimson yourself.
"yes, I've had a few boyfriends before but none of them were very good at kissing in my opinion. It was nice," you confessed.
she hit you over the head with your pillow and grabbed her pajamas to change.
"I wasn't serious! Too. Much. Info!" she said shocked.
She shut the bedroom door and you fell back onto the pillows with a content smile.
'damn... my demon boyfriend is a human after all... only humans can feel love... oh, well, he's still hot.'
you giggled to yourself, got under the covers and fell into a blissful sleep.
I finally got this done! It's the middle of the night and I can't sleep! *emo corner*
this has a lot about the best friend, but like I said, this is the same story from her perspective.
Who would win in a fight, Max or Allen? *deep thinking pose*