1shots [Jenlisa]

Secret Crush On You

Jennie's Pov

I'm sitting at the back of the class, my face screwed up in frustration as i stare ahead at the girl of my dreams. Lalisa Pranpriya Manoban.

Good News: She's single.

Bad News: We're best friends.

We've known each other for a little over a year and I wouldn't trade that for anything. She's so sincere and thoughtful and she makes me feel the most special person in the world. That would be the ideal situation however, she'd never think of liking me in that way.

Not in the way i like her.

At first, i thought i could hide it. It was something i could pull off, for the most part, and just enjoy her company as a friend does. It only manifested itself in small heart flutters and soft smiles.

But now, the emotions are almost overwhelming and I'm finding it harder to repress them. A dull ache follows me around wherever I go, causing my chest to tighten and my head to spin.

I just wish there was something i could do about it.

If only.

The lunch bell interrupts my train of thoughts, turmoil.

I suddenly find myself standing up with the rest of the class, gathering my things on autopilot.

My gaze automatically drifts to her desk and lingers on the way her neck drips gracefully as she reaches into her bag.

My heart thunders and i bite my lip as I shoulder past, refusing to breath even, in case my senses pick up more evidence that proves I'm falling for her. Like the familiar scent of her laundry detergent or the shampoo she used this morning.

It's hard not feeling sorry for myself.

All these pent-up negative emotions and nowhere to direct them.

"Jennie wait up!" I freeze in my tracks, recognizing that easy lilting tone, before swiftly continuing on my way, weaving in and out of the waves of students in an attempt to throw her off.

I know that if we make conversation, I won't be able to control my reactions and might end up doing something I regret.

I veer left, crossing human traffick and letting myself into an empty classroom where i can hopefully wait out this storm inside me threatening to make an appearance.

What do I do? What do I do?

My head is spinning as my brain processes the images of the past couple hours; Her chin that was resting in the palm of her hand( I imagined it as my hand instead); The back of her neck as she cranes over her paper; the easy smiles thrown in my direction whenever she catches me staring.

I feel my face flush and I cover my mouth, stifling a frustrated scream. If only she could like me back. I wonder what our lives would be like if that were true.

What kind of conversations would we have? What memories would we make? What would it feel like to have her lips on mine?

I stop myself right there, ashamed despite having no spectators.

I bet it would feel amazing though, kissing her-

"There you are", a voice says suddenly, followed by the click of the door shutting.

My head snaps up and i find myself staring at her directly in the face. I'm all too aware of the pathetic blush still coating my features and wish i could teleport. Preferably somewhere where my thoughts can't follow me.

"Why were you avoiding me? Is something wrong?"

I see the genuine concern etched on her face and I immediately want to erase it, knowing I'm the cause of it. "No", I say, stumbling over the simple word.

The crease between her brows deepens.

"Everything's fine", I tried to sound assuring despite feeling anything but.

"Well, that doesn't sound convincing", She hikes her bag up her shoulders and moves to sit beside me on a double-desk.

I instinctively scoot away, wanting to hide from this confrontation. She notices but doesn't say anything.

"So? Tell me what's bothering you," she says with more kindness than i deserve.

Here she is, trying to be a supportive friend meanwhile I'm thinking about her mouth and her hands and her-

I take a sobering breath, doing my best to wrangle in my thoughts.

What's wrong with me?

Why is this so fucking hard?

"I just.... haven't been feeling myself lately," I say vaguely, shrugging my shoulders.

"Okay. ." she says. I can see her mind working top speed and feel the sudden urge to kiss the frown off her mouth.

"Can you give me more info? Only if you want to of course. But I'm your best friend, you can tell me anything."

The tenderness in her voice acts as a salve for the words uttered, healing but not enough to banish the hurt.

Friends. Best Friends.

Is that all we'll ever be?

"Don't you wanna eat lunch? Your other friends are probably waiting for you," I say, a feeble attempt at pushing her away but the jealousy in my voice is plain as day.

She scoffs and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me gently, "Pfft, No. Not when i could be sitting here with you. We haven't talked in a long time it feels like. This is nice."

Fuck.

I force myself to meet her eyes and found only pure adoration and sincerity shining there. The pressure of her hand on my arm succeeds in bringing the flush back to my cheeks. My gaze dips down to her lips and their impossible closeness. Her warm breath fans across my cheeks and her hand slides down to my waist. I find myself saying something along the lines of "It is nice-, before her lips meet mine, effectively cutting me off.

A spark of electricity flows through me as i register the softness of her lips and the heat of her breath.

The rhythm comes naturally to my surprise and the tension in my shoulders is released, causing me to sigh in contentment.

My hand trails her jawline and cups her chin, something which makes her lips quirk up against mine.

We break away with satisfied smiles on our faces and she shyly interwines our fingers.

"God, I've been wanting to do that for so long."

"You have?, I say, the disbelief on my face so painfully obvious.

"Yes! I've liked you since forever but i thought you didn't feel the same."

My jaw falls open and i stare at her with wide eyes, "No way, I thought the same thing."

"We are so dumb," she laughs, squeezing my hand tightly, "I'm just glad we figured it out sooner than later."

I offer her a wobbly smile, my heart soaring in my chest.

"Wait, but is that why you were upset earlier?"

I nod, grinning dumbly and she mirrors my expression. Her face is lit up and her lips are still red from kissing. Beautiful.

"Well, would you say you wanna go on a date? Like not a friend date? It's okay if you say no, I just figured I'd ask just in case -" It's my turn to cut her off with a kiss and I feel her smile against my mouth.

"Yeah, of course I'll go on a date with you." I say with certainty.

She grins again and silently wish to be the cause of it for a long time to come.

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