I woke with start at around 4:00 that morning. I had been dreaming about going on a date with Lexy, we went to a romantic dinner then to a play. As I was thinking about what this meant in my sub-conscious (I want to go on a date with Lexy), I heard my phone ring.

I'm a Barbie girl

In a Barbie world…

Demyx had sent me a text.

Zex I talked to lex. U wanna hear what I got from him.

Of course they had talked. They were best friends, after all. My curiosity eventually got the best of me.

Wat magical conclusion didja draw Dem?

Lex doesn't want to lose his best friend. He thinks if u guys go out and break up he wont have u as his friend and u kno he doesn't hav many so he doesnt wanna lose any.

D*mn Demyx. This made total sense. But the thing was, we still would be friends. I mean, he and Demyx went out, broke out, and are still best friends. Maybe I just needed to talk to Lexy. How the f*ck I would, I had not one freaking idea.

Damn. That makes waaay more sense then it shld. Look, ive gtg think so ttyl

If I could only talk to Lexy, maybe then he would go out with me. The world suddenly looked brighter, and I finally turned of my Linkin Park.

Around noon that day, Demyx came over bringing along a giant hug and some chocolate. I gave him a hug, but really just wanted the chocolate. He wasn't shy about getting to his point.

"Look, Zex, I really think you should just call Lexy and tell him how you feel. I think if he hears it from you he'll change his mind and go out with you."

"Are you sure? Cuz I'm not sure I can say it to his face –er- voice rather."

"Yes, just do it. Here," Demyx chucked me the phone and I dialed the number I knew by heart. Each ring felt like an agonizing hour, each ring a drop of molasses falling from the bottle you were trying to empty. Finally- after what seemed like days- I heard:

"Hi you've reached Lexy. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

"Hey Lexy this is Zexy…and…well…f*ck this is getting awkward. Look, I really really really like you, I know you said you don't want the dynamics between us to change but I feel like they have already and I think it will only be for the better. And I mean everyone things were going out so why don't we make it official? Yeah, well call me back when you get this."

"That wasn't so hard was it?"

"Yeah, now all he needs to do is call back."

I checked the phone every five minutes, still no response, those five minutes stretched into half hours, into hours, into, night and eventually into days. Two days I waited, but with no call back. On the third day of moping around, just waiting for a response, Demyx finally dragged my sorry ass out of my apartment and to the local pool.

"So, I talked to Axel the other day," Demyx had a crush on Axel and was scared to flirt with him. Me, I think he should go all out in his flirting, but that's Demyx for you.

"Speaking of Axel, He's coming here today," Roxas walked up and sat down beside us.

"Wait wait, when? How Does my hair look?" Demyx stuttered and sputtered around, his nervousness bluntly obvious.

"Chill, Dem. You look beautiful." I smirked at him and rumpled his hair.

"Oh Zexy, I have Lexy's home number of you want to call him, see if he can come today…"

I snatched Roxas' phone away and searched through the contacts for Lexy. I found his number, punched it into my phone and hit talk before I could change my mind. Three days was an awful long time for a guy not to talk to his friend or his crush. I missed the sound of his voice, his secret smile only seen in a glance, the smell-

"Hello?"

"Hi Lexy this is Zexy."

"Oh um I have to go-"

"No, you're not hanging up. Did you get my message?"

"Yes"

"And?"

"No…"

"Ok, well, um, here's Roxas he wants to talk to you."

I vaguely heard their conversation, Roxas getting Lexy to come to the pool, but I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't notice the world going on around me. I felt my chest clench up and fought to hold back my tears. When Lexy and Axel arrived, I noticed Lexy glancing at me but never speaking. I wondered if this was how we would be from now on.

Later that night I got a call from Roxas.

"Hey Zexy, I talked to Lexy this afternoon and I thought you might want to hear what he said. He said he just wants to be friends with you, but he really does want to be friends. He wants to talk to you but it always feels awkward to him. "

"Ok, thanks, Roxy. Really"

"Anytime."

Lexy wants to be friends. But he's not talking to me; it's like there's a giant pink elephant in the room that needs two pairs of hands to push through the door, but there's only one set pushing. If I knew things would be this complicated I would have kept my feelings to myself. I went out on a limb and expressed my feelings and all I got was hurt. If he really wants to be friend.s then the world can consider me over him, just friends we will be.