THIS IS A SAD ONE!! BEWARE!!
(You're Vic btw in this)
In first person pov
-10th Grade-
Me and Kellin have been friends since, idk when. We went to the same Nursery, Grade school, and now High school. We have done everything together, whether it acting like we were in a band together or sleeping at each others house. It wasn't until last week I realised, he wasn't just a friend. I realized that i loved him. I wish I knew how to tell him, but I cant. I don't know how and there is no possible way that he feels the same. I'll just have to wait.
-11th Grade-
I still feel the same way, even after a year. Kellin has a girlfriend now, but is thinking of breaking it off because he don't love her. I honestly doubt it's because he feels the same about me. I still want to tell him, but I don't know how and there is no possible way he feels the same. I'll just have to wait.
-12-
Prom is in 2 weeks and Kellin told me that his date is sick. In the fifth grade we made a vow that if we both didn't have dates for prom, we would go as friends. Now I am standing outside his house waiting for him to come out. When he does, he looks handsome. He's wearing a blue vest with black. I still want to tell him, but I don't know how and there is no possible way he feels the same. I'll just have to wait.
-Graduation Day-
I can't believe I still feel the same way. I must be crazy, but as I see him walk up onto the stage to get his deploma, I can't help it but stare at him. We are best friends and I can't tell him. That must sound crazy. My name was called next and I walk up the steps to the stage, grab my deploma, and sit next to Kellin. He fist pumps me as a good job. I still want to tell him, but I don't know how and there is no possible way he feels the same. I'll just have to wait.
- About 4 years Later-
I'm now watching Kellin get married, tears falling down his cheeks from happiness. Even if I still feel this way, there is no way I could make him feel the way he feels right now. There's no way he could love me like I love hin, even after 7 years. I still want to tell him, but I don't know how and there is no possible way he feels the same. I'll just have to wait.
-About 3 years Later-
Kellin got hit by a pick up truck and died. I am now at his funeral, wishing I had told him back in High school. After everyone is done saying goodbye to his open casket, the pastor says a prayor. He then reads a diary entry from his diary. I never knew he had a diary. It read ' I don't know if I'm just crazy, but I think I love my best friend. He sparks my world but I know he doesn't feel the same. I still want to tell him, but I don't know how and there is no possible way he feels the same. I'll just have to wait. ' He did love me all along. Now I really wish I told him. I then say 'I love you too' into the palms of my hands, crying.
