20 - Vanilla ice cream

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As he opened up the door upon my arrival to his apartment, I couldn't help but to lurched myself at him. Hugging him as tightly as I could.

Mumbling out inaudible words, stupidly expecting him to understand the point I was trying to get across.

He didn't utter a word but led me in anyway. I was straddled on to his chest. I told myself repeatedly to stop, and that I was embarrassing myself in front of Shawn. But the tears kept rolling in.

After gushing out for what felt like an eternity, I finally calmed down. Sniffles were the only thing escaping. I hated that I was overly emotional sometimes.

And I heavily blame it on being a Pisces.

"You... you want to tell me what's wrong now?" Shawn finally asked after a long period of silence.

I wiped my tears and sat up straight. "I'm sorry for this, I wouldn't normally--"

"It's okay. What happened? Was it something about Luke?"

I sniffled and shook my head. "No. It's not about him, it hasn't been about him for a long time. Understand that all I want is you."

I hugged his torso as I uttered those words. My chest still burning from crying.

"Tell me what it is then."

"It's about Lauren..." I looked up at him from the hugging position I held him hostage.

"Who?"

"My best friend. She doesn't like the idea of me being with you. She accused me of being so obsessed with you that I've stopped caring about her."

"Why does she think that?"

"Because she was doubting her sexuality this entire time and I didn't notice that."

"Woah. So you don't, care about her anymore?"

"Of course I do!" I could feel another burning lump forming in my throat again. "She's my best friend and I obviously don't want to end our friendship because of this."

"Okay then... explain the situation and apologise to her."

"No... She the one who has to apologise to me first. She called me things I'm not and I don't think I can stand her face right now honestly."

"So you're just going to stop being friends?"

"No... I can't imagine that. She's my best friend Shawn."

"So... What are you going to do?" His hands run slowly through my hair, and I could sense his discomfort.

"I honestly don't know, and I'm scared. I don't want to lose her." I confessed.

He looked at me and nodded slowly. His lips pressed.

I looked at him expecting a reply and he looked at me as though he expected something out of me as well.

I then laughed quietly but ironically at the sight.

A confused expression was instantly drawn on his face. "What's funny?"

"You don't do this much do you? Comforting people?" I asked sniffling in the middle of my sentence.

He nodded in defeat. "Yeah, I haven't really done this before. And you won't let me slove your problem."

"I don't want you to solve anything. I just want you to reassure me and tell me that everything is going to be alright."

"Everything's going to be alright." He tapped my shoulder robotically.

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