BAND ONE SHOTS!

Because I love you

I sobbed again, my harsh breaths forming barely recognisable words. "How could she do that to me... I loved her..." I turned my head towards my best friend, Frank, and asked "How could Lyn do that to me? Was I not enough for her?" I looked straight into his eyes, and recognised the look of unbearable torment that I'm sure was also present in my own. "Frankie? Why are you sad?" I asked. "It's not important," he mumbled. "No, Frankie, you're my best friend, of course it's important!" I told him, sternly.
"No, it isn't." He mumbled.
"C'mon, Frankie, I pleaded, pouting.
"Fine!" He snapped at me. "I am fucking crying because you are sobbing over some whore and I am fucking in love with you. Happy now?!" He turned and stormed out the door, and I... Stood there in shock.
Holy shit. He was in love with me.
This beautiful man, who I'd loved forever, was actually fucking in love with me.
And then I ran out the door, chasing after him. Where should he go? I thought for a while, before coming to a conclusion.
The park.
I ran there, I didn't want him doing anything stupid. And he probably would. Oh, my poor, beautiful Frankie. I caught up with him just outside the park. I grabbed his arm, and he turned round to glare at me. "What?" he snapped.
"Frankie. I'm in love with you too.