I had been invited to a party by Kepa, who had been my best friend of 7 years. I had liked him pretty much from the first time I had met him, but I knew he didn't feel the same way.
I looked at the door as I could hear the loud music I looked up to the window to see Kepa stood in it, talking to a girl, it hurt, but I went in despite it.
"Meg!" Kepa said, happily, walking over to me with the girl who he was talking to.
"Oh, hey" I said, forcing a smile as I didn't want to seem rude.
"This is Carla, Carla this is Meg" He said, introducing us.
"It's nice to meet you Carla, uh I'm just gonna go talk to Mason over there" I said, pointing to Mason in the kitchen.
"Hey" Mason said once I had walked over to him, going straight for a drink.
"Hi" I said, taking a big sip from the cup.
"Is this about Kepa and that girl" He whispered to me, giggling a bit.
"Yes, it is" I said, looking odd at them, all I felt was jealousy.
"Just tell him" Mason told me while Kepa and Carla both sat down on the sofa together.
"I will, I'll tell him later, but I need a few drinks first" I said, moving into a different room to see if there were more drinks on there.
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I had now had a few drinks and was ready to tell Kepa how I felt.
I couldn't find him where he was sat before, so I looked in every room, Except his bedroom, he was not in there so I took a gulp as I opened his bedroom door.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry" I said, quickly closing the door again, seeing Carla on top of Kepa with his shirt off kissing.
Tears filled my eyes as I made my way down the stairs.
"Y/n, Wait!" I heard Kepa shouting, I didn't listen and just carried on walking towards the door, wiping my tears. "Y/n please!" He shouted, I opened the door, but he just followed me out of the door.
"What are you doing Kepa" I said, turning around for him to se my mascara stained cheeks.
"I'm so sorry" He said, genuinely sounding like he meant it.
"Cant believe I was actually going to tell you how I felt" I mumbled, but loud enough for him to hear.
"What?" He asked, I stayed quiet. He moved closer to me. "Could you say that again?" He asked me, softly.
"I was gonna tell you how I felt Kepa" I said, looking at his shocked face.
He looked at me for a few seconds without saying anything and before I knew it, his lips were on mine, I would of pulled away, but I couldn't I had been waiting for this moment for too long, it felt amazing, maybe he did feel the same way after all.
A/n
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