"Riley." I flick my eyes over to look at him, trying to avoid the topic. He'd been spending days asking me why I did it, why I swallowed my pride for a boy. For someone I wanted to fight for. And I couldn't tell him. I couldn't say it out loud, or I would end up crying.
"You can tell me. I can't find a spot, so you have some time. You can trust me. Whatever you say, it stays in this car." I blinked, clearing my throat of the lump forming at the base.
"Promise?" I had to ask. I couldn't say it without his confirmation.
"Promise."
"Maya loves him, Farkle. She loves him. And she stepped back. She did that for me, and I didn't notice. I didn't notice when my best friend was in pain, and I should've." Farkle readjusted his hand on the steering wheel, looking down the line of parked cars, looking for a space that would fit his giant ass truck. He had gotten it, several years ago, when the four of us chose to move out of New York for college. It hadn't been an easy choice, but we had made it anyways, choosing to all move to colleges near each other.
"Riles. That so wasn't your fault. Don't blame yourself." I balked at him. It was my fault, and he was just denying the truth.
"But that isn't true! I didn't notice. I didn't know about it, and I dated him for years before she told me. Her and Lucas could have been happy for so much longer, but I was selfish."
"That wasn't selfish. You love him. And he loves you. You guys dated for 10 years. You'll always love each other, and that's shitty. I know. But Maya has had lots of relationships, and I didn't know she had feelings for him either. He told me that he buried his feelings for her, because he loved you. He also loves her. But you'll love someone else. You'll meet more people and you'll date, and you'll find someone who's ready for you. You and him, you were good together. And I know you don't want to hear this, but Maya and Lucas, they're made for one another. That's undeniable. It hurts right now, and it will for a little while, but you'll find your the person you're made for, and you'll forget this pain." He smiled shortly, and I blinked quickly, getting rid of the tears pooling on my lashline. He grabbed my hand as we drove onto the third level, rubbing his thumb in circles on the back of my hand. His fingers were calloused from typing so much, but with growing taller, over 6'4 now instead of being scrawny like in middle school, his hands now dwarfed mine. I knew for a fact that he could fold his fingers over mine at the knuckle. He was so proud of it. I could tell that the search for a parking spot was frustrating the hell out of him, but I was glad that I was able to get more alone time with him. He'd been busy with work, and recently he had broken up with Ashley, or Amanda or whatever. He was always going through girls, and at the beginning, Maya and I tried to keep track of his "girlfriends", but after he had dated 10 girls, and then 20 girls, it got too hard to keep up."Did you love Smackle?" I blurt out, curious for the answer. He takes a few minutes to answer, never taking his hand from mine.
"Yes and no. I loved parts of her, bits and pieces of her that she showed to me. I didn't love her like I..." He stopped talking in the middle of the sentence, and I looked over at him in confusion.
"Like you loved who, Farkle?" I ask idly, trying to make my voice calm and certain. I had felt rushes of jealousy over the girls who had gotten Farkle's attention before, but I had always justified the feelings by saying they weren't good for him. He deserved someone who had loved him when he wasn't incredibly attractive. That this was because he was my best friend, and he deserves better. Now, the jealousy comes in floods, and I was having trouble controlling it. I had to control it.
"You know how I loved you and Maya. But you wouldn't understand what I was going to say."
"No, tell me. Help me understand." He cleared his throat several times before answering.
"I loved you and Maya so much. But with you, it was different. You were this sun, and you brightened everything, especially when my parents went through the nasty divorce and fought for custody. You were my everything for that time. You still are. You've been my best friend since the first grade, you and maya, and I never wanted to push my feelings onto you, so I just said I loved both of you. I didn't need her like I needed you. I was going to say like I love you." He rambles, vomiting his words out so fast I barely understand what he's saying.
"So. So you love me? Or you loved me? Well yeah, we're best friends."
"No, Riles, I love you. Romantically. There have been times where I've wanted to grab you by the face and kiss you, and I had to control it. I had to control it." He finally finds a space and swings the car into it, shutting off the ignition."But I know that you love Lucas, so I get it that you don't feel that way about me." I open my mouth and close it several times, like a fish. I'm silent so long that he turns to look at me to see if I'm grimacing or not. I blink, before looking him straight in the eye.
"You know what you were saying about me finding the Lucas to my Maya. I found him."
"You did? Oh, I didn't know." He sounds disappointed, averting his eyes to his lap."He's sitting in the car, right next to me." His gaze flies upward, finding it's way to me.
"What?" He sounds like I just told him I'm superwoman."You, Farkle. It's you." Before he can register what I said, I lean forward and place my hand on the back of his neck, pressing my chapped lips to his soft ones. His eyes widen, before he melts with me, placing each large hand over my small cheeks. I smile into the kiss, and it turns into giggles before I know it. This is my home, right here in his big ass truck.
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Girl Meets World One Shots
FanficThis is a collection of short one shots I've written. Mostly, they will be Girl Meets World, but some may be based off of different shows, movies, and books. Hope you enjoy!