Next couple of parts hope you like them. This will be 4 chapters long and I'll post every Saturday if I can manage it. IHC

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Friend: Would lend you their umbrella

Best Friend: Would take yours and shout "Run, bitch! Run!"

Rain poured down as the high school let out and teenagers ducked and ran for cover. Nick and Greg just looked up at the dark sky, then at each other, "It couldn't have held off until we got to your house could it?" Nick sighed searching for the umbrella he stored in his bag for this purpose, Greg watched the teenagers run and attempt to avoid the rain scoffing at them when they thought that ducking would actually help. A sound of triumph came from his side as Nick found the bright turquoise umbrella Greg had bought him at one point, he couldn't remember when. He didn't even get a chance to put it up before Greg had stolen it and was running out in the rain under HIS umbrella shouting much to the amusement of the other teenagers watching, "Run, bitch! Run!"

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Friend: Helps you find your princess

Best Friend: Kidnaps her and brings her to you

Greg was unique to say the least, he would be the first one to admit it and he would be proud. Nick had been complaining once again about his lack of a girlfriend or a princess he could sweep of his feet (he likes romance okay? It was how he was raised). So in true Greg fashion he found a princess for Nick, admittedly she was the carnival princess but it still counted. Kinda. Somehow he'd managed to persuade her to come meet his friend and promised her that she'd enjoy herself. By the time the slightly off kilter teen bounced through the door of his living room Nick knew something was not quite right, perhaps it was the large sack he was carrying that gave it away. "Greg…. What have you done this time?" queried the Texan and all he received in turn was the sack on his lap, a large mischievous grin and the words, "I kidnapped your princess so you didn't have to look for her."

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Friend: Ask why you're crying

Best Friend: Already has the shovel ready to bury the loser that made you cry

Nick's parents had been concerned with the quietness coming from their youngest son's room and had called the one person hey knew could help. You know the world is going to end when only Greg could help but his friend was in need and some loser was gonna pay for what they had done to Nick. Before the brown eyed teen came to his friends rescue certain things need to be rounded up: rubber ducks, check; shaving foam, check; lighter, check; tweezers, check and shovel, check.

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Friend: Tells you he knows how you feel

Best Friend: Just sits down and cries

Nick was depressed, his princess had moved over seas and they were weren't going to see each other for ages but when Greg walked over to their tree he knew something was up. He didn't bounce, strut, fly, saunter, stroll. Just walked. Nick was shocked when Greg plonked his arse down, looked at him and burst into tears.

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Friend: Will offer you a drink

Best Friend: Will dump theirs on you

It was lunch and it was raining outside, Nick was complaining that he was wet as he walked into the cafeteria after being caught out in the down pour. Greg listened idly as he walked side by side with his friend just observing the normal teenage behaviour with disdain. They managed to grab a table near the window and started pulling their lunch out of their bags, Nick still complaining. Finally after 5 more minutes of him moaning about how unfair Mother Nature was Greg snapped. "Nick shut up or I will give you something to complain about in a minute!" Nick pouted but closed his mouth, glaring at his friend. There was a few moments of peace before Nick started up whining again and Greg poured his drink over Nick's head.

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Friend: Knows a few things about you

Best Friend: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story

Nick wasn't particularly nosy but he was bored of waiting for Greg to finish his hair, so he entertained himself by looking through his friend's desk. When he came across a notebook with "Nick's Best Moments" scrawled on the front the couldn't resist flicking through. Greg walked into his room to find his sable eyed friend reading one of his notebooks. "What is this?" squeaked Nick waving the book around. He wasn't pleased with the answer.

"Your best and worst moments so when you're famous I can publish a truthful book on what you were like as a kid and teen. You're such a hellion I'm going to need another 3 notebooks before I'm even nearly done!"

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Friend: Asks you to write down your number

Best Friend: Has you on speed dial

"Greg have you seen my phone?" was the first thing Greg's friend said to him as he waltzed through the door to the bedroom. "No. Have you lost it again? You only got that one a week ago!" Greg despaired of his friend and his numerous phones. Nick just continued searching ignoring his friend in the doorway who was pulling out his own phone and pressing the 1 button. Panic At The Disco! started baring out from under the double bed making Nick jump and stare at his friend, "You have my new number on speed dial already?"

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Friend: Will help you move

Best Friend: Will help you move the bodies

When Greg answered his phone he wasn't expecting to be asked whether or not he would help Nick move the bodies of 3 unconscious guys, but he arrived and helped move said bodies and poise them in embarrassing positions. No one insulted Nick or Greg and got away with it.

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Friend: Has never seen you cry

Best Friend: Won't tell anyone else that you cried...just laugh about it in private with you when you aren't down anymore.

Greg just sat back against the headboard while Nick stuffed his face into a pillow and cried. He gave silent support to his grieving friend, reassurance that not everything was going to change. No one would know what this had done to Nick, no one but Greg.

A month later found the two teens laughing on the floor of Greg's brightly coloured bedroom, laughing about the good times they had with Nick's old dog and playing with the new golden lab puppy Maverick.

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Friend: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing

Best friend: Will kick the whole crowd's arse that left you

The moment that Greg became his best friend was when Nick made a mistake. The rest of his friends walked away but Greg just held out his hand to help him up and asked what the other people were looking at. It was only the next day he found out that each and every one of his old friends house's had been egged that night.

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Friend: Will help you find your way when you're lost

Best Friend: Will be the one messing with the compass, stealing the map and giving you bad directions

"Dammit Greg we're lost. I've seen that damn rock about 50 times now!" Greg was sure they had in fact seen that rock 50 times, he was counting. He was surprised that it had taken this long for Nick to realise that they weren't anywhere near the camping site his family had chosen to hike to. Nick wasn't best pleased when he realised that Greg had gotten them lost on purpose by messing with the compass, stealing the map and lying about which way to go all for the amusement of seeing Nick mad.

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Done, TBC. I hope you liked it.