Friendzone

Chapter Nine

Shaira's P.O.V.

"I..." I trailed off eyes probably as wide as saucers "No... he's a friend" I answered my dad first, hating the way he's looking at me as if he didn't believe what I just said "Okay. Well he's outside" he said one last time "Just think about it okay? Your to young, your only-" "Dad" I whined, very much annoyed by his reaction regarding the situation in hand "Just saying sweetheart. I'll be in my room if you need me" he said smiling fondly at me before slipping out of my room. I took huge gulps of air when the door shut close. I made sure that my dad was beyond hearing distance before pacing around, trying to get enough air in my lungs.

OhGod OhGod OhGod What the hell am I going to do?

I started to hyperventillate, my breathing abruptly hitched as  I heard a knock echo through my room "Shaira?" a worried voice came.

Wait... that isn't...

I swung the door open, Josh toppling inside "You prick. You made me panic for no reason" I groaned plopping down my bed, my face feeling nice against the cool satin "Well I just wanted to prank you a bit" he said defensively closing the door softly shut. I felt the bed sink beside me "Are you okay?" he asked softly "Could've been better" I confessed "What are you doing here anyways?" I asked lifting my head from the mattress as realization struck "Kristine wanted me to check on you and seriously? Posters?" he asked as if it were humorous "You're the one who barged into my abode. You deal with it" I grumbbled hugging my gigantic Snoopy stuffed toy that was placed neatly placed on my bed beforehand.

I can feel the sinking start in my stomach. I knew I shouldn't have risen my hopes up that it was actually him. I should've known that it was too good to be true. I should'nt be this hurt especially when it was just a joke.

I shouldn't.

I wouldn't.

But I can't.

I felt my eyes burn and no, I didn't want to cry. Not infront of Josh. Not now. If possible not ever.

"Shaira" he whispered, his hand on my shoulder "I know you're not okay. Just let it out" he added rubbing my shoulder softly and by that I started crying letting out soft choked up sobs as I let it go. Let the walls I built crack just a tiny bit "Its okay" Josh whispered pulling me into a hug, my face burried in his shoulder that stenched of sweat but I didn't care. I need this. "Its okay, Everything's going to be okay" he whipered his hand rubbing the arch of my back.

I don't even know what happened but once our eyes met I don't what happened but I started to lean in. I don't ... I can't... I needed. Our lips were so close but... I couldn't... I shouldn't...

My eyes widened in realization, turning my head quickly so his lips met my cheek "I... shit I'm so sorry" I stuttered, eyes wide.

"Shit just... I... just wanted to... take the..." I stuttered pushing away from him "Just..." I breathed it, the closing feeling starting in my throat again "It hurts" I sobbed softly "Hurts so bad" I choked as I curled up into a ball, my face burried deep in his neck. He silently wrapped his arm around my waist. I let my face dropp to his shoulder, not caring if my tears made a wet spot "M'sorry" I croaked out trying to stop the tears "Its okay" he whsipered softly. I slowly fell asleep on the slightly uncomfortable position, loving how everything was wonderful in my sleep. Loving how everything was in peace. I murmured another soft "Sorry" before darkness swallowed me whole.

Josh's P.O.V.

I sighed lying her down properly. I frowned slightly standing up from her bed. I somehow became close to this girl of a mess, platonically of course. I sighed, grabbing my phone. Looking for his number.

I placed the phone in the middle of my ear and shoulder balancing it, draping her Pikachu (I'm going to have to ask her about that) comforter over her as I also turned on the a/c waiting patiently for him to answer.

"Ello?"

Finally

"Harold, me boy. We need to talk"

Kristine's P.O.V.

"I can't deal with this right now" I said angrily walking away "Kristine, crap, I'm sorry" she apologized "You don't need to apologize. Not like you liked him on purpose" I sighed in defeat "Wait... what about Harold?" I asked curiously still pacing about "What about him? I don't love him as much" she murmured softly, probably not meaning to let me hear. I frowed, scrunching my nose up in disgust.

Ira, is that still you?

I sighed going faster than her "I need to go. Bye" I exclaimed after her going straight out the gate quickly pacing home. I want to get home as fast as I can. Needed even.

Why is this happening to me?

(A/N Its a pretty short chapter but hope you don't mind. Thanks for reading!!)