My Boy Best Friend

Chapter Six

Liam

The weekend flew by like it normally did. The weeks were long but the weekends were short. After hanging out with my friends on Friday, I kinda just needed some time to myself, especially because talking to them makes me lose brain cells sometimes.

I mostly spent the weekend with my mom and sister watching movies and playing games. We hadn't done that in a while and it kinda felt nice to spend some time with them. 

I also spent most of the weekend thinking about Jordan.

I couldn't stop thinking about her and Trent texting and flirting, it physically made me sick. It didn't feel right to text and ask him how things were going with her over the weekend, so I figured I'd just ask him in person when we saw each other at school. 

Once I got to school, I desperately observed the students, looking for any sign of Trent. I don't know what is getting into me, but the desire to know whether they'd been texting or not started eating at all of my other thoughts until that was the only thing on my mind. 

I caught a glimpse of him near the lockers and I practically started running to him.

"Hey, buddy", I breathlessly exclaimed, a little too forward of a start to this conversation.

"Oh, hi", Trent smiled warmly, gathering a book from his locker. 

"So, how was your weekend?" I began, so I didn't look too desperate to know.

"It was good, how was yours?"

"Great, spent some time with family", I nodded before moving on. "Wait, um, didn't you say you were going to text Jordan this weekend? Did anything happen with that?"

"Oh", he smiled. "Yeah, actually. We texted pretty much all weekend, it was honestly the most fun I've had texting a girl. She's incredibly smart and funny, and I like how she's never afraid to say anything."

I swallowed, trying to keep it together and maintain control. "That's...really awesome, so happy for you."

"Thanks", Trent blushed, clearly thinking about her. "I'm trying to take it slow, it feels like she's the type that scares easy, so."

I nodded. That was mostly true. Jordan could easily get a guy, but she never kept them. It wasn't like they didn't want her, it was that she didn't really want them.

"But, I am planning on asking her out at some point", Trent pursed his lips, deep in thought. "Probably not for a little while, though."

I hummed in agreement. I wasn't sure how to respond to him when we talked about Jordan. It took everything in me not to visibly tense in front of him or show resentment. Obviously, I had no right to say or do anything about the situation but everything in me told me I should interject. 

"You know, when you ask her out, you should do it in front of people", I suggested, tasting the bitterness of a lie on my tongue. "Jordan thinks it's really romantic when guys do that in movies."

Trent nodded. "I will then, thank you. Uh, what kind of flowers should I get her?"

"Don't get her flowers", I shook my head, trying to seem convincing. "Jordan's not a fan. She says that they aren't useful since they die so quickly. Instead, maybe try getting her chocolate with coconut."

"Chocolate with coconut", Trent repeated. "Okay, anything else?"

I shook my head. "Jordan's a simple girl, the chocolate is enough."

"Great, thanks. I gotta head to class, but I just wanted to say how much I appreciate your help", Trent gathered his backpack and walked right on to class. 

A feeling settled at the pit of my stomach. I shouldn't have done that, I had no right to do that. I just lied to him so that Jordan may not consider him. It was so stupid, so selfish, and I was angry with myself for allowing my tongue to lie like that. 

I wanted to chase down Trent and tell him to forget everything I had just said. It would be incredibly weird though, and he was already in class. He'd think I was a bad friend if I tried to talk to him about it. Maybe there was something else I could do...

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"I messed up", I swallowed. "Big time."

Brandon sighed. "What did you do this time?"

"This time?" I questioned offensively. "I'm not Sam and Owen, I don't screw up as much as they do."

"Okay, okay", Brandon threw his hands up defensively. "What happened?"

I leaned forward, hesitating at my words. "I...may have tricked Trent into asking Jordan out in the worst way possible so that she wouldn't go for him...?"

Brandon's head rested in his hands. He sighed, staying silent as he processed his best friend's words. "You...oh God...why?"

"Because", I said defensively, even though there was nothing to defend. "Listen, I thought I'd be okay with him asking her out but I'm not."

Brandon lifted his head from his hands. "You could've just told him that."

"I know", I responded quickly, releasing a sigh of shame. "I know."

Brandon thought for a moment. "I get it, buddy, I do. I'd feel the same way if I was in your shoes. But let's face it, you don't exactly have the right to control who either one dates, remember that. And, not to mention, you decided to let go of her, not the other way around. So for you to sabotage her dating life is completely out of line, and if she finds out, she might just kill you and I probably won't be able to save you."

I nodded. "I feel like I can still fix this."

"You can", Brandon nodded. "I believe in you. You're a big boy now."

I smiled. "I know, I gotta think and solve things for myself."

"So...what exactly did you tell my cousin?" Brandon crossed his arms, leaning back in his seat. 

I pursed my lips. "I, uh, told him to ask her out publicly with chocolate...with coconut in them."

Brandon sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Well, I gotta say I'm impressed at how gullible my cousin is. No girl would ever want to be asked out like that. I'm blaming him a little more than you now."

I nodded, thinking for a moment. "I know what I have to do to fix this, and this might be either the craziest or worst idea."