Two bestfriends with two complicated love lives, how could it possibly end?
Dale has had a crush on Thomas for years and finally plans on confessing.
Meanwhile, the popular guy norita has found attractive for years starts taking an interest in her.
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Thomas Age 16
I stumble back, my face hurting from the punch I received. "You don't even know her." He didn't. He didn't know Dale as I did. "I know her better than you!" Matthew shouts over my face. It was the end of school so no one was around besides us. "So who do you think she would pick, me or you?" My words seem to piss him off even further. I step closer to him, grabbing him by the collar. "Tell me, who would Dale choose. Me or you?" His eyes widen, pissing me off slightly. "Dale?" He says with a hushed voice that makes me confused. "What?" I frown. "You're talking about Dale, aren't you? It's obvious from the way you looked out for her during the school trip." I say and he looks at me like im ridiculous. "I'm talking about... Norita." I instantly let him go and take a step back. We look at eachother in silence for a second realizing it was a misunderstanding. "Damn it. You should've been more specific." I feel my hand fly up to my face. "Yeah, Probably should've." He sighs and we both look at eachother a bit awkwardly. "Wait so, you like Dale?" I'm caught off guard by his question though I should've probably expected it. Did I like Dale? Really? I mean I don't think so... So why did I fight him thinking he was talking about her? Why did it bother me so much. He takes in my silence before chuckling softly. "I see." He let's out a sigh of relief. As if my face told him more than I did. "And you like... Norita?" I couldn't believe he would think I'd like her, I've never even thought of anyone that way, let alone her. Instead of answering me, he turns away. After taking a few steps, he looks over his shoulder. "No, I think I love her." He laughs. Leaving me speechless there. As he walks away, I feel myself squatting down on the ground, my legs refusing to work anymore. His words replay in my head over ans over again.
"Do you like dale?"
I don't know.
Bonus:
"Seriously? His eyes are a pro for you?" Norita laughs at my comment and I slighlty shake my head playfully. Making a pros and cons list about the guy I liked and the guy she found attractive is probably a typical thing for us to do. "I know you're not talking. Your pro is his stupidity." "Damn right, I like my men stupid."
