Suitcase // p.l.

7

The more I fight, the more I wanna stay

Jewel laid next to a sleeping Phil, staring up at the ceiling. She began to think back to when she first began to like Phil back in high school.

Her and Phil were best friends at the time. They walked through the halls together, he escorted her to class, and even carried her books for her from time to time. She was convinced Phil fancied her, that is, until he told her one day that he liked someone else.

Jewel was sat in the back of English class, doodling away next to her best friend Phil. She looked up at him for a moment, noticing he was staring at someone to the right of him. She lowered her head, leaning closer to him to follow his gaze.

Her eyes landed on Ariana Luna. She was the new girl, but everyone loved her already. "What'cha looking at?" Jewel teased Phil, giggling as her best friend jumped.

"Nothing," He lied as he blushed, pretending to write down notes.

"Oh c'mon," She shoved him lightly, "We've been best friends for eleven years, you can tell me if you fancy someone."

Phil looked over at Jewel, sighing lightly. "Okay.." He sat up in his seat, fixing his awfully long fringe. "Well, I'll give you a hint. She's got red hair, brown eyes, and an amazing smile."

Jewel froze for a moment. We're her suspicions right? Did Phil really fancy her? Why did this thought excite her? I mean she just saw him staring at Ariana. She's also got red hair and brown eyes. And besides hers is natural, Jewel on the other hand dyed her hair.

She looked at her hair for a moment, then at Phil. "Is it.. Me?" She said in a joking tone just in case she was wrong.

Phil giggled, "No way, you're my best friend Jewel, I honestly couldn't see myself with you. I know you too well."

Jewel felt crushed. Why did she feel crushed? Did she fancy Phil? "I think Ariana Luna is great, I mean, look at her.."

Jewel pretending to listen to Phil ramble on as she tried to assert her feelings. I don't fancy Phil, he's like my brother, she kept telling herself.

But then Phil smiled at her, and her heart stopped. "I do fancy you.." She whispered, watching him furrow his eyebrows.

"What'd you say?"

"Philip, Juliette, would you like to share your conversation with the class?"

"No miss, sorry." Jewel blushed at the sound of her full name, then slouched in her seat as the class snickered at the two.

But all she could think about is how she fancied Phil, her best friend for eleven years..

Jewel turned over and looked at Phil, placing her hand on his chest. They've been best friends for nineteen years.. and never in those nineteen years did she ever imagine this actually happening.

And now that it is, she just wishes to lay here for days without end.