Loving my Bestfriend

Chapter 3

I sit in my office, typing up the reports for my boss when my mind wanders to the events that unfolded last night, I was so deep in thought that I didn't hear the door open, nor did I see Emily and Michael walk in. It was only when they stood behind me and said in my ears "What ya thinking about?".

I jump in my chair and get knocked out of my trance to hear the both of them giggling. "So, who is he?" Emily is the first to speak, she sits down at her desk while Michael sits down at his (We share the same office). "What?" I look at her confused, she must have seen it because she says "Oh come on! I know that face!", "What face?" I ask while trying to sound as innocent as possible, "The face you make after meeting a boy. So, Who is he?".

I sigh in defeat, knowing that she wouldn't give up until she got what she wanted, and I proceed to tell her what had happened last night, "Wait a second, Noah? as in Noah Baxter, the boy you have had a crush on since forever? That Noah?" I roll my eyes at her "Yes, that Noah", "If i'm going to listen to this i'm gonna need some coffee", she walks out of the room.

Just as she is leaving I catch Michael gazing at her with a longing look, "So I take it that you haven;t told her you like her yet?". His head snaps back and he looks at me "Oh please, don't give me that look, I know that you have liked her for ages. I could tell that you had feelings for her ever since I introduced you to her".  His face softens into a small smile "Yeah, but how do I tell her?", I think for a moment before I say " You'll know when to tell her, You'll know how to tell her, and more importantly, You'll know when the time is right".

I give him a small smile and he returns it before saying "Thanks, You always know what to say, You give the best advice". Just as he says this, Emily walks in with two cups of coffee, she drinks out of one and places the other on my desk, "Thanks",

"Hey, Where's mine?"

"You didn't ask for one"

"Neither did April"

"Yeah but she didn't need to ask, I could tell that not only did she want one she needed one"

"Fine, i'll be back"

"See you soon, Arnie" Michael looks at me and sneers with a laugh.