Feelings

Think about it

"Kaydan!" I heard Michael yell from my room.

"Be out in a minute!" I yelled from the bathroom.

It had been two days since Luke sang the song for Abbey , and they are happy as can be. But it had also been two days since Ashton and I had kissed.
We hadn't talked , I mean we had crossed paths a couple of times , and sent each other a smile , but no talking.
Ever since that , it's been awkward and me and Ash have never been awkward.

I walked out of the bathroom and Michael was sitting on my bed with his head in his hands.

"Mikey? Are you okay?" I asked while sitting down next to him.

He shook his head and quietly said "How could you?"

"Um. You're gonna have to be more specific." I slightly laughed.

"Did you kiss Ashton?" He asked rather loudly.

"Who told you?"

"Abbey told Luke. Luke told me."

"Man I really hate them."

"Answer the question Kaydan." Michael snapped.

"Calm down. Okay yes we kissed." I said , while pulling my hair up.

"Why? What about us?" He asked.

"Michael we tried. It didn't work out." His face saddened.

"But I love you." He whispered.

"Mikey. That doesn't mean I don't love you , because I do. I will always love you Michael. But we didn't work out like we hoped. You're my best friend , and I don't want that to change. Please." I grabbed his face and begged him.
Michael wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me.

"I missed my best friend." I told him.

"Me too." He smiled.

"So you kissed Ashton?" !He smirked.

"Yes." I blushed.

"Do you like him?"

"I'm not sure how I feel. After I freaked out on you , I came back here and freaked out on myself. He stopped me , kinda. He was crying Michael. I've known Ashton all my life and I've never seen him cry." I told Michael. I sat down on my bed and Michael followed me.

"I've never seen him that bad." I finished

"Maybe he's caught what I had." Michael said. I raised one of my eyebrows to show that I was confused.

"Ugh. He likes you Kay." I put my eyebrow down when he said that.

"How do you feel about that?" I asked Michael.

"It shouldn't matter how I feel."

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

"It matter's how you feel Kay. Not how I feel." He kissed my cheek and stood up. "Think about it a little. And remember , you're my best friend , and I'm okay with whatever you choose." He walked out of the room.

For the rest of the day I was left thinking about what Michael had said. How was I supposed to know how I feel about Ashton. I've never thought about him in that way , but ever since we kissed he is all I can think about.