OPERATION: WEVID

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters in this story.


Wes' POV

Something is frickin' wrong with me.

When I woke up last Tuesday morning, Kurt was looking at me with the most terrified eyes, as if he'd seen a ghost or something. He asked if I was alright because, according to him, I was 'thrashing around on my bed, having a wrestling match with the bed covers for what seemed like ten hours before screaming in a very unmanly way'.

I can't remember anything about the nightmare I apparently had at all.

I don't know the heck why, but since then, I have been afraid to face David. Just David, no one else.

So, I've been desperately avoiding any and all contact with him.

-insert humorless laugh-

I know avoiding David doesn't actually help solve this dilemma any more than plugging your ears with destructively loud music helps you concentrate, but I just don't have the strength to face him.

My stomach plunges whenever I see him. I get distracted whenever he's in the same room as me.

It's absolutely crazy.

I can't even look at him straight in the eye. When our eyes met yesterday at what was supposed to be a relatively peaceful—I steered clear of our usual table at the cafeteria—lunch, the world exploded. Literally. For me, at least.

My breath caught in the back of my throat. My heart started to do this weird flippy trick. Butterflies erupted in my stomach.

I mean what the hell. I swear I've never taught my internal organs circus tricks. Nor have I ever let butterflies rent my stomach as an apartment.

I distinctly remember Blaine saying that 'if he didn't know any better, he'd be thinking that me and David were gay for each other'.

We're heterosexual life partners; is there anything wrong with that? We just have this ridiculously close friendship that people might misunderstand for love.

That's what I'd probably say, but I'm not so sure anymore.

David's face is always the one that pops up in the back of my head whenever I'm distracted. Most likely because he's the cause, but what I mean is he's the one that's always on my mind.

Okay. Maybe I'm taking this down the wrong way, but I… think I'm in love with him.

I think I'm friggin' in love with my best friend.

This is wrecking my sanity. Or at least, what's left of it.


A/N: I hope you liked it! The next chapter is going to be about Kurt and Blaine trying to get them together, like the way they did with the two.

I is hopeing this not suck much. :D Don't mind me. I'm just currently going insane due to lack of Klaine on Glee's Valentine episode.

REVIEWS CAN SAVE THE HUMAN RACE FROM EXTINCTION! =A= Once again, I am going crazy. -happy face-