"Reality is telling you that you're good enough to fuck but not good enough to invest feelings in"
You're my "bestest" boy bestfriend. The one who hugs me tight when I'm down. The one who beats up every guy that hurts me. You're the one who makes me laugh until I cry; the one whom I can be myself with.
You.are.Liam. We've been bestfriends since I don't know when. Maybe since that day when you asked me about our homeworks, or maybe from the day that you thought that I was your friend's girlfriend.
"Hey, Louisse, right?"
I looked at you and I don't know what to say. You have the most beautiful grey eyes. I nodded obliviously. You smiled and damn.
"So, you must be Ian's girlfriend."
My reaction changed like lightning. "What?!" I chaotically asked. Why the hell would I date Ian?!
You stared at me like I don't know what I was saying. "I thought you were Ian's girlfriend. I saw you guys talking the other day."
And I almost kicked you "there".
" Why the hell would you think that I was dating that friend of yours?" I asked while putting my books in my locker.
"Because you're hot? And Ian only talks to girls like you, Louisse." I looked at him and he winked. What the.
"Well, first of all, I am not dating your friend. And lastly, I am not hot." I closed my locker and tried to walk past him but he was blocking me. I stopped and sighed.
"What do you want from me?" He smiled, looked into my eyes and said,
"Friendship. I want to be your bestfriend."
Is this guy crazy? He just appeared out of nowhere and now he wants me to be his bestfriend?
"You're absolutely crazy. I don't even know you."
"My name is Liam. You definitely know me."
I raised an eyebrow. "Yes, and you have a girlfriend. So please, move before your girlfriend fights me for talking to you."
He laughed and held my hand.
"Why would she be mad? I'm holding her hand right now."
My jaw literally fell.
I pulled my hand away from him and ran away.
And that's how it all started.
From strangers to bestfriends. From bestfriends to fuck buddies.
Judge me. You don't know the whole story.
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