Blondie: Punz Imagines

22: Best friends catch feelings.

Title: Best friends catch feelings

TW: Crying 

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Best friends. We've always been just best friends. But best friends catch feelings. And I was one of those. 

"Y/N, are you ok? You seem kinda quiet." Luke spoke as we walked around the park. 

"I kinda want to tell you something. But I don't know how." I tell him, looking down at the floor. 

"How about this? I gotta tell you something too, we can say it at the count of three." 

I nod along, waiting for the count down. 

1

My stomach is turning.

2

I want to vomit.

3

 "I have a girlfriend!"

"I have feeling for you!" 

We both stay quiet and stare at each other. 

"You have a girlfriend?" 

"You have feelings for me?" 

My stomach turns again as my eyes widened. A tall figure walked over to Punz. Their features were similar. Blonde hair, she had greens eyes. She was everything I wasn't. 

"I- I got to go." I stutter, walking to my car. Luke called me, hoping that I would turn around. 

Weeks went by, and I heard nothing from him. Every time I would see him, she was with him. Everything changed, and it was my fault. He was ashamed of me. We made eye contact once, and he just ignored me. 

Our friendship was dead. And so were my feelings. 

On a cold night, I sat awake. A message popped on my phone screen. 

Luke: Hey, wanna hang out? I'm outside. 

Y/N: No. GN. 

Luke: Please

Come on Y/N 

Ik you do

Ik you miss me a lot

Y/N: Why? U bored or something? 

Luke: Come on, like old times. 

Y/N: Fine

I changed into come presentable clothes and walked outside. His car was already outside my house. From inside, he waved at me. I got in and crossed my arms. 

"After months of not talking and avoiding me. Why do you wanna talk?" I ask, my eyes watching as the trees went by.  

"Because I miss you." 

"K." I reply dryly. 

"Do you hate me now?" 

"You completely cut me out of your life after one girl comes into it. How do you think I feel?" 

"I know, and I'm sorry." 

"Sorry doesn't fix everything." 

The car stops next to the park and we sit there in silence. 

"You don't realize how much you love something until you lose it." He spoke. "Y/N, I love you." 

"I don't want your pity." 

Luke let out a frustrated sigh, leaning his head against the wheel. "I broke up with her. I couldn't get you out of my damn head, and you call that pity?" 

"Maybe guilt." 

"For fucks sakes! I couldn't stop thinking about you. We've been everywhere together and now there's no place I go that doesn't make me think of you! I still have every gift you've given me and I look through them constantly. Because I fucking miss you." A sob exited his mouth, making me turn to him. "I'm fucking sorry for being a bad friend. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm so, so sorry." 

I lifted his face, looking at the tears running down his face. "Please don't cry." I begged. 

"Hold me please." 

Carefully, I placed myself on his lap, my back resting against the steering wheel. "It's ok. I'm here now." 

"Can I kiss you." He asked, our noses pressed together. 

With no hesitation, I kissed him. It was soft and passionate. His hands flew to my hips, pulling me against him. My hands tangled themselves in his golden locks, pulling and twirling on them. 

Best friends catch feelings.