Lost friend ship

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I sat down on my desk the next morning and got to work filling out paperwork, and it was a lot. I started getting bored and looked around the office, there was James smiling on the phone with someone I don't even want to know about, Ali was at her desk filling out paperwork like her life depended on it, Shiro wasn't here today, and I'm glad about that, he won't bother me.
"Hey are you finished yet? I wanna go to the coffee shop later ok?" Ali asked hovering over me.
"Uh, not quite, I'm barely half way done." I replied
"What have you been doing this whole time girl?...oh I get it...Shiro's on your mind, I know you have a thing for him." She said wiggling her eyebrows.
"Ew no, I just have other things on my mind. Nothing else." I said back.
"Ok fine, but if you need help with your love life, you can always come to me." Ali said flashing a bright smile. I just rolled my eyes and started on my work again.
After I was done, me and Ali started walking toward the coffee shop. We ordered our stuff and sat down on the chairs facing the window.
"Hey is something going on between you and Shiro? Your always acting so weird around him, and when he's not here your so deep in thought, like there's something important going on." She asked worriedly.
"Oh it's nothing, as I said "I-I just had things on my mind." I said innocently.
"Are you keeping secrets from me?" Ali asked staring me down like a hawk.
"No, why would you think that?" I wasn't really surprised that she asked , it's true after all, it's a secret that cannot be told. Ali got up from her seat and hovered over me.
"Because you keep saying there's things on your mind, and I offer you help but you don't accept it you always push me away, I thought I was you friend Sarah." She yelled.
"If I don't want you to know about something, what makes you think that I would tell you, even if you offer me help." I yelled back. I bet all the people in the coffee shop was just watching the whole scene.
"Because we're friends, and friends tell other friends everything!"
"But even friends have there own secrets, who ever told you that was a lie." I said back, I picked up my bag and made my way out of the store. She just stood there shocked.
I didn't really feel guilty for my outburst, she was invading my privacy, you can't just pressure people to tell them your secrets especially my dark one. I didn't feel like going back to work, so I just headed home. I took my keys out and unlocked my door. Wait why are my lights on? and why is my bedroom door open? I slowly walked towards my bedroom, chills started running up my back and I started to sweat. And oh boy did I regret walking into my room. I found Shiro sleeping on my bed. His shirt was on the floor, even his pants. I screamed from the top of my lungs "WHAT THE HELL!" he jumped up from the bed only in his boxers. It was funny but I was furious. "Now tell me how the hell did you get into my house, and WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING IN MY BED IN NOTHING BUT BOXERS, now I think I gotta burn the bed, and free it from its misery." He got up from the bed, with that stupid little smirk of his.
"Aww don't be so mean darling, it's not like it's the biggest nightmare you ever had." Giving me the grin.
"Don't call me darling, and I know you are messing up with my life... Putting dreams into my head and what might be hallucinations I'm always seeing, now I'm losing my friend because I can't tell anybody about this or there gonna think I'm crazy!" I yelled, I had my hands balled into fist and I was butting my lip so hard to keep myself from crying, I could taste the blood in my tongue.
"Oh, poor girl, you get so sad because you had an argument with your friend and because you have trouble keeping your secrets." He sat down on the bed giving me what looked like to be a pouty face. "Just get out my house already, I've had enough of you." I growled
"Alright fine, it's not like I won't be able to come back, he already told you, you can't run away." He said walking out the door, with clothes in his hand and the you know what on his face.

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