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He's Your Best Friend 2/8

Before I start, I would like to say that I am now actively participating in Wattpad competitions and I am going to be publishing entries in a book entitled Competitions in the future, unless stated otherwise for whatever reason. I hope you liked my funny story and my haiku though :)

Chris:

You were just relaxing at your house, waiting for your friends to show up. Yes, they were all guys, yes, you did have friends who were girls and no, you weren't a lesbian. You just hung out with the guys whenever there was a good football match on. Today, Manchester United was playing Manchester City which was one of the biggest games of the whole season, considering the huge rivalry. You had grown up in a house with your dad and three older brothers, not to mention that your best friend was Chris, who was a huge fan of Man U (idk whether it's true, let's just go with it). Lately, you had been developing some feelings for him but you had managed to hide it from the guys. They did acknowledge the fact that you were a girl but you didn't want them to find out. Of course, your girlfriends knew but they were sworn to secrecy.

You heard your doorbell ring, meaning that the guys were here. You jumped up and opened the door. Standing there were Jake, Charlie, Tom, Reece, James, Casey, Barclay and Chris. They were all carrying bags of chips or drinks.

"Y/N!" they all cheered, lifting up whatever they were carrying.

"BOYS!" you mocked, throwing your hands up in the air. You went to the lounge and the boys followed you inside. They all dumped the stuff they were carrying on the coffee table and plumped themselves down on the couches and armchairs, taking up all the space.

"And where am I going to sit?" you asked them in a teasing tone, putting your hands on your hips.

"You can come and sit in between Jake and I," Chris suggested as he and Jake moved up so there was just enough space for you to sit. You plopped down in the small spot they had created, which still made you feel a bit cramped. Chris felt that you were squashed so he wrapped his arm around your waist. He obviously meant it as a friendly gesture but you and the other boys thought it was a more-than-friends gesture.

"Looks like Y/N's very comfy," Barclay said, winking at you. He and a few of the other guys started making kissy faces.

"Shut up, the game's about to start!" you shrieked, freaking out when you saw the Man U players walk on. Soon, the game got underway and all of you got really into it. You completely forgot that Chris' arm was around you, that was how absorbed you became.

About 20 minutes into the game, you had to go to the bathroom. You sprinted upstairs to your bathroom. You then were bounding down the stairs but stopped yourself when you heard the boys talking about you.

"I know she's really passionate about football but it's not the same watching a game with a girl," you heard Tom say.

"Yeah, she's an awesome person and everything but it feels weird with a girl here," you heard Reece admit. You then heard some of the boys mumble in agreement. You were completely and utterly shocked to hear them say this! Not wanting to go back into the lounge, you quietly walked up to your bedroom and collapsed on to your bed, burying your head in your pillow as you bawled your eyes out.

*half an hour later*

You were still crawled up on your bed, tears falling down your face. You heard muffled voices coming from outside your bedroom door. The bedroom door opened and you felt the bed lower a bit.

"You okay?" you heard Chris ask quietly.

"I heard what you guys were saying about m-me," you replied, fresh tears welling up in your eyes. Your head was still buried in the pillow.