Shane's PoV
I spent some time in the living room with the others, just joking around as we watched TV and talked. But I couldn't help wish Drew was here too, curled up beside me in a cute little ball. He had always liked cuddling with me and the others constantly made jokes about it, saying we should be a couple. I couldn't help but blush slightly when they said that, mostly because I wished that we were. I would love nothing more than to be in a relationship with Drew, but I was way too timid to ask and I didn't want to be shot down, especially by my best friend. However, the fact that I was too timid to make a move didn't stop me from thinking about it all the time though, as no matter how much I tried to rid my mind of these thoughts, they stubbornly stayed floating around in my mind.The timids was a ship name given to us long ago by the others, on account of our timid nature. We were both shy around pretty much everybody except the three idiots who sat before me. We stuttered and blushed when confronted and often one of us would bury our face in the others neck to hide our flaming cheeks. We liked our time alone too, just the two of us. We were like brothers and we told each other our deepest secrets. We cuddled a lot, but just as friends.
But I couldn't help but hope that there was more to it than that.
I couldn't help but wish that he felt the strange tingles of electricity at my touch.
I couldn't help but wish that sometimes his mind pondered what it would be like if we went out on a date and he let out a small smile at the thought, finding it strangely pleasing and romantic.
I couldn't help but wish that I had the guts to tell him exactly the way I felt, how in love with him I really was.
I couldn't help but wish that he would love me back, just a little bit.
I couldn't help but wish he would become my timid in more than just a friendly way
I shook my head sadly at the thoughts, taking a sip of the mug of tea in my hands and almost scolding my tongue on the burning liquid. It was okay to wish for all these amazing things, but I knew deep down that's all they would ever be; wishes. They would never be swapped from my beautiful dreams to reality, they could never change from wishful thoughts to actually events.
I wanted nothing more than to run to Drew but I knew that he needed space right now and he would just shut me out anyway if I knocked on the bathroom door. If anything, me trying to see him would keep him in there for longer, just so that he didn't have to explain himself. He was so upset, I could tell that and I didn't blame him after what he had just witnessed, just seconds after his first breakdown. What Kier said was harsh, but the red headed boy didn't mean it. Drew had always been sensitive, always taken things too seriously for his own good. It wasn't his fault, he had just been hurt way too many times.
" Shane, are you okay? You were just kind of zoning out there" Laurence chuckled, bringing me back the real world to see that all my friends were looking up at me expectantly. I blushed slightly, I hated all the attention being drawn to me. I was pretty much the wallflower of the group, letting the others absorb up the all the glorious spotlight whilst we were out in public whilst I just sat mutely in the background, nodding along to their words as best I could and occasionally chipping in a few words when necessary, just tiptoe my existence to the world and avoid being ignorant.
" yeah, sorry. What were we talking about again?" I chuckled nervously. I must have been zoning out for about twenty minutes and I had no idea what the conversation had switched to. We could be talking about one thing and then someone would randomly bring up something else and the conversation would shift to something completely different. It was hard enough to keep of the conversations rocky flow when you were paying attention, never mind when you were on another planet. Theoretically, of course.

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Broken (Timids)
FanfictionDrew is broken. He blames himself for everything that went wrong in his life, including his parents death. He takes out his pain the only way he knows how, by cutting into his skin when he thinks everyone else is asleep. He has kept this secret for...