I had just moved to Pennsylvania. While everyone was unpacking our boxes, I went outside to look around. In the neighbor's yard, I saw a girl with bright blond hair. She looked to be about my age, and she was playing with dolls. I loved dolls.
"Whatcha doing?" I asked her hesitantly.
"Oh! I'm playing with my dolls, Pixie and Piper!" She responded, her big blue eyes looking in mine.
"I have a lot of dolls too!" I smiled.
"I'm Taylor" The girl shook my hand.
"I'm Y/N"
"Do you wanna play dolls with me, Y/N?" Taylor asked.
"Sure!" I giggled, sitting down next to her on the soft, dewy grass.
And that was the day that I made my best friend.
2 YEARS LATER
"Stop yelling!" My mom argued with my dad as I cover my ears, hiding in my closet. "Why are you always mad?!" She asked. I could hear the pain in her voice. I sniffled before crying softly. The next day, I went over to Taylor's house. After you told her about your situation, she said, "ya know, we should move to India FOREVER! And then you don't have to cry!"
"Or hide in the closet" I added, before we both ran to the swing set in her backyard.
Somehow, Taylor would always make things better.
7 YEARS LATER
Me and Taylor have been best friends for 9 years now but little does she know, I have a huge crush on her, but I don't know what to do. AND she's dating the captain of the football team. Me and Taylor were sitting on my bed, doing our science homework together. I stared at her as she wrote down her notes. I took a deep breath. At the time, I didn't know why, but I could feel tears welling in my eyes. It was because I loved her and I knew we could never love each other in a romantic way.
"You okay?" Taylor looked over at me.
"I guess" I shrugged.
"Y/N" Taylor sat up, "you've been acting different around me. What's wrong girl?"
"Nothing" I sigh. "Okay fine..."
Taylor just stared at me, waiting for me to talk.
"I like someone"
"So?" She looked confused.
"I shouldn't like them, Taylor!" I bit my lip.
"Y/N. Tell me!"
"Okay. You know them really well" I went on, "like really well"
"My brother?" Taylor looked at me wide eyed.
"Eww no. Worse"
"Oh. I do know this person really well" Taylor smiled.
"Umm why are you smiling?" I fidgeted.
"You like me, Y/N!"
"Oh umm- well-"
"Oh screw it-"
And just like that, me and Taylor kissed.
"But- isn't this wrong?" I asked worriedly.
"No. I don't care anyways" she responded, "you're more important to me than getting in trouble"
"Wait! What about Chad?!" I panicked.
"Oh. I'll break up with him. I like you anyways, but I just needed to ya know, not be suspicious"
And just like that, me and Taylor went from Best friends, to lovers...
