Eventually They broke up. She moved on from both our friends, and got a different boyfriend, and kept getting different boyfriends. Our other friend moved on too, and got a really nice girlfriend. But my crush didn't. He remained single, and so did I. I think He moved on, or I misread His feelings in the first place, because we started to drift apart. He would barely even talk to me anymore. But I still had feelings for Him. It wasn't even a crush anymore. I was in love. I listened non-stop to Taylor Swift songs. My best friend and I were beginning to drift apart as well. But She finally realized my feelings toward Him. I was no longer a traitor, or a thief, because they were happier now. But I was still a wounded puppy, all alone.
YOU ARE READING
Petty Little Thief
Short StoryThis is a short story I wrote about a girl, who fell in love, but had to hide it so as not to betray her best friend. I don't really know if I want to expand on this or anything, so if you get to the end and think I should keep going, please don't b...
