For What It's Worth

Chapter 3

"I'm breaking up with Sophie," Milo said completely out of nowhere.

It was 10 o'clock in the evening and we decided not to sleep yet since we were still in the middle of our face time on our phones.

I rose up, flabbergasted at what he said. There was a mixed feeling of confusion and excitement molding inside my gut. I wanted to smile but instead flashed a sympathetic look on the screen.

"So soon? You've only been going out for three weeks. Oh the poor girl," I said, trying my best to stop myself from smiling or even giggling despite how much I wanted to.

"I did tell you she was annoying. So annoying," he answered with frowned eyebrows.

I leaned to bed's headboard, yanking a pillow to my belly.

"I thought you said she was really pretty?" I teased him, still resisting to even make a tiny hint of giggle.

"That's all she has. Her face," he scowled. This time I couldn't hold it in any longer. I grinned wide.

"We we're at Sharon's birthday party. She saw me hugging her and just lost it! She slapped her, pulled her hair, and pushed her towards the pool! Can you believe that lunatic?!" He was completely fuming with rage. I can tell by the tone of his voice.

I suddenly felt sorry for him for even having to experience that. And was extremely surprised to hear that Sophie, Blue Spring High's precious gem, was actually a psycho girlfriend.

"You invited her to Sharon's birthday?" I asked giggling. Sharon was Milo's cousin. They were really close. I never thought Sophie was the type of girl that gets easily jealous.

But her jealousy was very much out of hand.

Like really... she got jealous of Milo's own cousin? Tsk.

"You should have been there Alex! You should have seen how psychotic she is! I was extremely embarrassed! How the fuck can I even show my face to the rest of our relatives again?" He vented, his jaw clenching.

"There there Milo. It's not your fault you got fooled by her beauty," I told him sarcastically, to which he just rolled his eyes.

"And not just that. She told her friends that we had sex in a shopping mall's fitting room!"

My eyes widened in shock. "Did you?!"

"Hell no! That would be disgusting! I'm not just some horny guy. I have morals."

I exhaled a sigh of relief. That's another good thing about him, and one of the things that differ him from the usual playboys.

"But did you though?" I tried to ask out of curiosity.

"Did I what?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat before continuing to speak. "Have sex with her somewhere else?"

I could sense his face flustered since he looked away from the camera and seemingly avoided my eyes. And with that reaction, he had already answered my question.

"I-it's not like that," he leaned his face closer to his phone as if he was anxious that anyone else would hear it.

"You do know I'm alone here right?" I teased him some more.

"I know. It's just... awkward to tell you."

Gosh why is he so cute!

"There was kissing... and touching... and some other stuff... but I swear to god I didn't put it in!"

I laughed at the panicky tone of his voice. But it was more of the ease to know that the two of them didn't actually do it.

It would be more painful for my heart if I start visualizing that image from ever happening.

Heck imagining him kissing his girlfriends is already painful enough. And visualizing him doing more than that would kill me.

He heaved a disappointed sigh. "I guess I could never find that one girl suitable to be with me forever."

His voice suddenly changed.

Uhm hello? I'm right here. What about me? I wanted to tell him that so bad but is too much afraid of the rejection that might follow right after.

"Why can't I find a girl like you?" He said it almost to a mumble. His eyes were starting to get drowsy.

I blushed at his words and almost couldn't come up with words to say. "A.. a g-girl like me?"

His eyes were already half open by this time. "Yeah. Someone that I can easily get along with no problem," his voice was muffled but I could still understand what he was saying.

"I.. I'm a girl.. like me," I had no idea where those words came from, but I said it. It spat itself right out of my mouth.

He yawned and chuckled a bit. I chuckled back, a little bit hurt that he found what I said to be funny.

"Yeah but...," he yawned again, his eyes already closing. "...you're my best friend."

Those words hurt more than getting bit by a dog or stubbing your toe on a desk. It felt like my chest had just been crushed on by a giant bulldozer. My brain stopped working for a moment as my heart felt shackled.

There it is. The words I've always hated hearing. That I was his best friend.

That I was only his best friend.

And no matter what I do.. No matter how hard I try...

I will always be... just a best friend.

I heard him snore on the screen. He completly dozed off in the middle of our video chat. I chose to ignore what he said.

Even if he only sees me as a friend, at least I'm still here with him. Not like his ex-girlfriends that just came and go.

At least he still loves me... even though it's not exactly the kind of love I want to have from him.

At least we're still together.

Yeah. Those are the perks of being his best friend. I should just... stick with that.

"Goodnight Alex," his voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Looked like he woke up but was still half asleep.

"Oh right. Uhm.. good night Milo," I said.

And with that, we ended the call.

Goodnight Milo.

I hope there would come a day where you wake up and realized that you have feelings for me... the same way I did.

Heh. Who am I kidding?

That would be too good to be true.

xx

A/N

Hello everyone! Congratulations if you made it to Chapter 3! I would like to take this opportunity to ask if you could spare time to vote for this? It would really motivate me to continue~ I hope you're enjoying tho. Love you all ^__^