Three Words // Joshler

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(Btw, this is a small, but important filler so enjoy.
Song: Tear In My Heart; Blurryface)

It's been a few weeks now and the more I hang out with him, the more nervous I get. I know I like him but I don't know how to tell him. He's going to turn away and maybe not want to be friends anymore.

I get "that feeling" in my stomach every time I talk to him or even when I'm around him, which is all the time. I can feel myself blush a lot too and it's very noticeable. And even sometimes when he does something hot, I get a little warm "down there". I didn't want to have to say that but it's true. I saw him change his shirt the other day and I had to hide it as best as I could.

I heard a knock at my door and I jumped a little. I didn't hear a smart remark from Blurry, which reminds me that he has been leaving me alone lately.

I'm still here.

Let me rephrase that, Blurry has been less annoying.

I got up from the couch and let out a breath as I opened the door. Instead of seeing Josh, I saw Brendon and I sighed.

"You fricken scared me dude," I said as I turned away. He walked in my apartment and closed the door behind him.

"Nice to see you too," he spoke sarcastically as he sat on one of the stools at the countertop. I stood on the other side by the kitchen sink and crossed my arms over my chest.

"What are you doing here?"

"Can I not come and visit my best friend?"

"What are you really here for?"

"What's going on with you and Josh?"

"I knew you would ask that."

He motioned for me to continue.

"What about him?" I asked and he rolled his eyes.

"Did you tell him yet?" He pressed.

"No."

"Why not?"

"It's not easy telling someone, who is also your best friend, that you like them 'that way',"

"I thought I was your best friend!" He placed a hand on his chest like he was offended so I just rolled my eyes.

"You're still my giant forehead buddy, ok?" I asked with a smile but he scoffed.

"Yeah, ok."

"But what do I do? I can't just go up to him and say, 'hey, I like you 'that way''. Hell, I don't even know if he's gay!"

"Do you even know if you're gay is the real question."

I thought for a second then I turned to Blurry.

Am I?

I'm not helping you.

"Are you seriously thinking?" Brendon asked with an emotionless face and I shrugged.

"I guess I am, but I've only dated girls before." I shrugged again which caused a laugh.

"You mean you've only dated a girl,"

"Shut up."

He's got a point.

"But yeah, just try and tell him when you two are alone and won't be interrupted. Who knows, maybe you'll make out-"

My eyes went wide and I cut him off by putting my hands in front of me to stop him from talking, "Okay, I get it. You're a sick minded person."

"Wow, congrats on figuring it out," he said sarcastically with a few hand claps.

I shook my head, "I'll try and find the time to do it,"

He gave me a thumbs up before casually getting up and leaving by walking right out my door. I threw my arms up in confusion, "Well bye then."