Stacy's POV
I was laying in bed in the hospital and the doctor said I need to rest here for about a week. I questioned my mom if the trip will be moved. She said the trip will not happen because my health is more important.
Then someone knocked on the door. It was my bestie Hillary. She brought fruits and some spaghetti for me. Oh his lucky I am to have a best friend like her.
With her is my other friend Andrew. She said he was the one that took pizzas after I got sick yesterday.
Hey Stacy, are alright? I'm gonna take care of you don't worry. Andrew said. He is very concerned and protective over me. Even if I only feel a slight thing, he becomes alert. Its like he is my boyfriend or something. But we are just friends.
Andrew's POV
I care for her. I love her. I treat her as my own. I don't want to lose her. She is my everything. I'm positive that she will be fine. She will heal soon enough. After that I will ask her to become my girlfriend.
Stacy's POV
Oh Andrew. How I want to be with you. But your my friend. We are not for each other.
We watched my favorite TV show Die or win. We laughed so much that we were overheard outside the room.
I then slept. I awoken and saw Andrew and Hillary laying on the floor with blood. I started to panic then I became awake again. I thought it was real but it was just a dream.

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Trust Me, Bestie
Teen FictionAbout 2 Best friends who at first, Always there for each other until... Just read the story