A/N: Hi there! I know I have been horrible to yall by not updating my other story, and I apologize. School's crazy. And right now, I'm gonna sound like an overdramatic teen: seventh grade gifted is tough shit.

But I thought I would be nice and put up a short one-shot. Here it goes. Oh and this is all right off the bat, so I'm sorry if it is rushed.

Why did this have to happen to me? Of all people, it's got to be me. It's not right, I have committed a horrible crime; ok, so maybe it's not a real crime that involves the Law, but I crossed the line in the rules of friendships. You see, you're not supposed to be in love with your best friend. Sure, my story could make a cute little sappy romantic movie, where girl bestfriend falls in love with guy bestfriend, and they live happily ever after; only if it didn't involve my bestfriend Lilly. I am not at all mad at her, but I am furious with myself.

I had talked to her on the phone a few days back. Her voice filling my ears, making me miserable.

"Oh, Miley, you would never guess how amazing he is. So sweet! Gosh I love him so much!" she squealed into the phone.

"I'm so happy for you, you've got a great guy, Lilly," Too great.

"He took me out to dinner the other night and was such a gentleman. I never expected such chivalry from him."

"I'm happy for you, Lils, you really love him, don't you?" I asked sadly awaiting the answer.

"More than anything. Well, he's coming over later so I have to go get ready."

"Ok. Have fun; tell him I said hi, will you?"

"Of course. Bye Miley," she said cheerfully.

"Bye," I said quietly. It killed me to see her so happy with the guy I was irrevocably in love with.

It was body over mind, the situation for which I was in. I was completely against the idea of falling in love with him. But my heart told me otherwise. I had become so close with him, too close. I should have known this was to happen. Yet I still allowed myself to have those thoughts about him. Even when I knew he was with my bestfriend.

"Miley?" asked a voice from behind. Not just any voice. I knew that voice from anywhere. I could tell you whose it was even if I was dead. I turned around to his surprised face and smiled.

"Hi, Joe. What brings you here?" I asked looking into his perfect chocolate brown eyes.

"Ahh," he sighed, "I just like coming out here, it relaxes me."

"Me too. How are things with Lilly?" I smirked. Joe was always shy when he talked about his relationships. His shy smile took its place and he looked down, and then took a seat next to me. He was so adorable when he looked that way.

After awhile he spoke. "I love her. I really do, Miley. She's everything I could possibly imagine."

It hurt me to hear those words come out of his mouth.

"That's wonderful," I said and looked away. Not being able to look at his perfect, flawless face.

"Hey," he said and touched my shoulder, turning me around. His touch stung. "You'll get a guy soon. And you'll be happily in love with him."

I wanted to reach out to him, tell him he's the guy I'm in love with.

That no other guy will make me feel the same way he does.

And that I'll never be content with another guy, because of him.

But I didn't.

Done. Easy? Short? Sad? Bad? Good? You tell me.

I can feel some reviews coming on!... or not. Whatever you choose to do will be fine with me. Thanks for reading.