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(Imagine #6) My Gay Best Friend

Part One for labrats560

I laughed at Tyler's text. Tyler Oakley was my best friend. He was gay, so no complications there. Having a gay best friend was awesome! I could watch chick-flicks with him, make him come to the mall with me to try on clothes and even hang out together in underwear (even though we never actually did that cause that would be weird). These were things that I couldn't really do with my boyfriend, Billy. Billy was the kind of guy who would cringe every time I said "shopping" or "chick flick". I love him to death, but sometimes, he's controlling. Not that I don't mind though.

I was at Billy's house and we were watching 22 Jump Street. After awhile of watching the movie, I got bored, so I got out my phone. I saw that I had one text message. I opened it up and saw that it was Tyler. He was asking me if I wanted to film a YouTube video with him today. I responded with a no, considering that I was with Billy. For some reason, whenever I mentioned Tyler or even his name, he would cringe and slowly become quiet. I never took it as anything serious. I thought that maybe he knew that he was gay, so he didn't really like him.

"Babe? How come you aren't watching the movie?" I was snapped out of my laughter by Billy.

"Hmm?" I looked up with a smile on my face.

"Is there something more important on your phone than us cuddling and watching a movie together?" he raised an eyebrow.

"No Billy, I was just texting Tyler," I shrugged it off when his jaw clenched, and let me tell you. Major turn on.

"Why are you texting him?" he asked me, jaw still clenched.

"He asked me if I wanted to film YouTube video with him," I told Billy, looking back at my screen to see that it was fine with Tyler, saying that he had to go.

"What did you say?" he shot.

"Why are you interrogating me?" I shot back. He shook his head, scoffing. There was silence before he asked me an absurd question.

"Sofia, am I not good enough for you?" he asked bluntly. I was shocked at his question. He never questioned my affection towards him and I did the same.

"W-What?" I stuttered, dazed at his question.

"Did I stutter?" he asked me with his arms across his chest. We were now standing up, face to face.

"No, why would you think that?" I asked softly, avoiding his hazel eyes.

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