I'm in Love with my best friend

🔸Twenty eight🔸

I let out a hefty sigh and pulled myself up for the last time, my stomach muscles burning from the exercise I'd been doing to relieve some stress.

I'd asked Yu Bin to join me at my house. He was the only guy I could talk to about this whole Zhan situation, and I really needed someone to help me figure it out.

He was lying outstretched on my bed with my PS Vita in hand, not paying attention to anything I'd been saying previously. But to be fair, I hadn't been saying anything of importance, just venting random shit that had been cluttering up my head for a while.

"So what am I gonna do, mate?" I finally said, throwing myself across the space at the bottom of my bed. Yu Bin was pretty short, which made my bed look a lot bigger than it actually was. I fought the urge to tease him every time.

"Whatever you want to," he murmured, not caring at all. I was half ready to snatch that console out of his hands and put it on top of somewhere very high, where the short ass couldn't reach it.

"Yu Bin!" I shouted at the top of my voice, laughing as he shot upright, eyes as bright as ever.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Crazy bastard! He exclaimed, palm flat against his chest, calming himself down. "Don't you know not to disturb a guy when he's gaming?"

"If I'm no more meaningful than a stupid game, then we're gonna have a problem." I gave him a half-arsed pissed-off look from where I was laying, one side of my face squished into the covers of my bed, which probably didn't help the expression.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realise we were a pair of white chicks". He mocked.

"What has being white got to do with it?" Yu Bin didn't reply, simply kissed his teeth, with an attitude he needed to adjust, and refocused his eyes on the console's screen. I rolled my own eyes and shoved my face into my bed sheets, regretting my choice of friends.

"If you don't start helping me," I mumbled into the covers, breathing in the sweet smell of the scented softener that Mandy used to wash the sheets.

I'm seriously going to cry.? Yu Bin groaned as I heard the satisfying noise of the console landing softly on my bedding, just to the right of me. I stood upright, ready and waiting for his guidance.

"First, you gotta tell me what's even going on, because that ain't even been explained to me yet." He raised his thick, dark brows at me that curved smoothly into arches.

"Okay, I'm gonna give you the short and sweet version, alright?" Yu Bin nodded. "I and Zhan fought because he doesn't think I'm taking things seriously, and so I went round his place a little while after to talk things through and I found Lu sitting there, sobbing over some guy, right, yeah? Are you keeping up?"

Yeah, I'm keeping up, carry on. He waved his hand lazily, leaning back against the pillows, hands behind his head.

Anyway, she comes onto me, hands around my neck and everything and, of course, Zhan chooses that moment to walk in and gets the completely wrong idea-

"Ohh shit," he commented, chuckling a little.

"Dude, come on!" I shot him a glare, which quietened him down. Anyway, we sorted that out, and I explained everything to him. But the thing is, before I went round to his, I'd just come from hanging out with Meng and the reason this is a problem is that she ended up kissing me before I left and I haven't, exactly, quite gotten round to telling Zhan this...just yet."