Why Don't You Just Kiss Me Then.

My Best Friend.

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So many tears. . .

       There I was, sitting at my Aunt's kitchen table, minding my own business. . .
When it happened.
And by it, I really mean Thomas. Well, I'm not exactly complaining about what happened, I guess that this is a good thing for him, pbut. . .
Wow, it kinda hurts.
         Anyways, there I was, eating a bowl of frosted flakes, and, as I said, minding my own freaking business when Thomas decided to walk in. The kitchen has seemed to become the place where confessions occur for some reason, such as that one time. . .
"Hey Lama." Thomas said as he sat across from me with his own bowl of cereal. I smiled at him graciously, happy to have his company. Since that night at the hotel, he had been spending less time with Lilia to make room for me, which I something I really appreciated. I had told Lilia that she had nothing to worry about, because she really didn't. . . I think?
        Of course I didn't tell her about the. . . thing. That would just make her more paranoid, and I don't want them to break up. They are a cute couple. I just might have caught some misguided feelings for a guy I already know will be in my life forever, no marriage or passionate romance needed. Anyways, he had said exactly what was on his mind the minute he sat down with me at that table.
        "Amabel." Thomas said, and I looked up from the Garfield comic I had been reading. He hardly ever used my full name, and when he did, I knew that it was something serious. His expression matched something I had seen him giving other girls throughout our high school years, an overly-confident smirk. He charmed many fangirls around the world with that little side smile, and there he was, doing just that to me.
"Yes?" I asked innocently, unknowing of what was going on. Thomas just dove right in.
"Do you like me?" With that, I immediately scoffed, but before I could have said my automatic reply, he cut me off.
"Yes, I know you regular like me, but do you, like, like-like me?" I knew exactly what he had been talking about, that night at the hotel, when I ran off to the beach. He had put the pieces together.
        All I could think was 'SHIZ' as I went into my default-deny setting, fake laughing at him as he leaned back in his chair. I got up, and I put my empty cereal bowl in the dishwasher as I responded.
"Yeah, okay Thomas." I said, my heartbeat beginning to swell up my throat as it did during auditions. I never knew that he could do that to me.
"Oh, come on Lama. This is just too obvious." He said, and got up as well, walking past me to make a cup of hot coaco.
"Oh, definitely! I am just so in love with you, Thomas!" I said, exaggerating the mock in my voice as I threw my arms over his shoulders to shake him violently. He laughed as I shook him.
"I can't believe it. You really like me." He said as he looked me in the eyes. I was suddenly very aware of our closeness. I removed my hands from his shoulders, and I turned back towards the sink.
"I do not like you, Thomas." I said, but it wasn't even convincing to my own ears. I should have been better at that, I am an acting major for God's sake.
       Suddenly, Thomas spun me around, and came a bit too close for comfort as he talked.
"You don't have to hide it, Amabel. It's okay." I felt my cheeks flush up unwillingly, and Thomas jumped away from me.
"You like me!" He said as he laughed. I was so embarrassed, all I did was stand there and blush. I smiled lightly and wanted to cry a bit as Thomas crouched to look up at my red face, which was turned towards the floor.
"Wow!" He exclaimed, shaking his head as he walked back to his seat, still chuckling. I stood where he left me, my back to him as warmth filled my eyes. Then, I remembered, I'm an actress.
        I let a few tears fall and wiped them away quickly, regaining my composure before I turned to face him.
"Don't get a big head, Thommy." I said with an air of sarcasm, flipping my hair softly before I walked out of the kitchen, swaying my hips. I ran up to my room and collapsed on the floor. Embarrassment and misery soon found me, and I let the tears fall.
        So here I am, sitting on the floor of my bedroom, sobbing about some kid that was meant to be my best friend.
And he broke my heart.

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