the boy theory

seven

10:03PM - dankerli is calling you.

PatelMeAboutIt accepted your call.

"hey analoser."

"hi matt."

"has this day truly come? will i finally get my *cough* best friend to open up?"

*m u m b l e* "more like only friend..."

"that is a lie and you know it."

"i don't know anything anymore to be honest."

"you alright?"

"mhm. now i am an open book, ask me anything you want to know."

"who the hell was that guy at the mall we ran into?"

"his name's brian, um. cliché as hell but he was my childhood best friend."

"what happened in the bathroom today?"

"i ran into his girlfriend of three years, the one i later found out he dumped me for."

"were you guys ever a thing?"

"no, but people had said he liked me for a really long time."

"then what happened?"

"i think when we got to high school something in his mentality changed. he slowly stopped talking to me and found a new group of friends, that's where he met brooklyn, and eventually when we passed in the hallway i was looking at a stranger."

"so why were you so shaken up whenever he was mentioned or in your presence?"

"so typical, but i had been in love with him for years. i think he knew it too, but i remember the last thing he said to me was that even if he started dating, i'd always have a special place in his heart. turned out to be complete bs."

"you said people thought he was in love with you too... was he?"

"i guess we'll never find out. and it doesn't matter anymore. i've found other things to channel my energy into, and i'd prefer to focus on myself rather than worry about something that happened in the past."

"there you go changing the subject again. it's so obvious."

"what?"

"you're still not over what happened. why else would seeing him bother you still?"

"because it's awkward as hell, that's why."

"analyn i know you. it's because you're still hanging on to the sliver of hope that maybe one day, he'll come back to you. that you'll be waiting and he'll just magically appear in your life again." *c l e a r s  t h r o a t*

"i saw the way you looked at him. i could tell he was important to you."

"you think you've got me all figured out, don't you?"

"i do. i know i do."

"you don't know a thing about me."

"because you don't let me in enough to know anything!"

"why did i ever agree to this in the first place?"

"i care about you analyn. i could be off playing league or overwatch or doing my work or doing anything except sit here and try to figure out why you continue to shut me out."

"then why don't you? why don't you just let me be and stop trying to help a hopeless cause-"

"because i don't want to make the same mistake that brian did."

"what the hell does that mean?"

"he threw away a friendship, the kind that i was never able to have since i moved around so much as a kid. you're the only constant in my life, because even my family is interchanged month after month. i want to know that this 'boy theory' won't flip and that if you ever choose to see the not so glamorous parts of me, you won't pick up and leave."

"who knew the gamer nerd had real feelings? and a heart?"

"i don't, these are artificial. i'm trying this new diet and these 'feelings' are an unfortunate side effect."

*l a u g h*

"what are you going to do about brian though?"

"nothing. it's been three years, and i seriously doubt brooklyn will appreciate me waltzing back into his life."

"i'd say it's worth a try. think about it, what all of your boy theory stories have in common, platonic or not, is that none of them had real closure."

"so? boys are gross."

"you still have a shot at closure. it's obvious you need to move on, and unlike all those other girls, you haven't."

"what's in it for you then? i don't understand why you'd want to help me."

"i get the satisfaction of knowing i made a difference in the life of my best friend. and who knows, maybe i'll convince you to care about me enough so that i can actually talk about my problems."

"one step at a time. i'm a bit rusty at this whole 'real friendship' thing so the internal improvements department will need to be patient."

"mhm. well i'm gonna sign off, i haven't started the decades paper and i am being killed right now due to lack of sleep. g'night."

"good night mattapoo. and hey, thank you."

"for?"

"for not being the emotionless piece of crap i expected you to be. i appreciate you."

*c h u c k l e* "good night analoser."

11:37 - Call ended.

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a/n: HELLO i am back (sorta) and i am better! apologies for the late chapter, hopefully it's a good one. thank you all for the support/patience, wishing you a warm and happy new year :)