what friends are for

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A/N: how was your halloween?, mine was just peachy. Let's see, I fought with my grandma, ended up crying, nearly having an emotional breakdown, didn't have any candy, didn't go trick or treating, but thankfully wattpad and you AWESOME people are here to cheer me up. I honestly don't know what I would be like without wattpad.

Anyways, enough about my sad life. I love you all so fucking much I hope you had the SPOOPS SPOOPED OUTTAYA and I hope you enjoi!
(Btw if you were wondering why I spell ENJOY like ENJOI i honestly don't know. I started doing it when I first created my account and ended up sticking with me)

Cody's Pov
The rest of the day was surprisingly uneventful. But in the end it got them one day closer to the next, and slightly more excited for the days ahead.
  Unlike the others, Ryan was not, Ryan was too worried, stressed and anxious. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't figure out what he was going to do and or say during the Christmas party.
     He knew he had to confess to Matt but at the same time he didn't want to be rejected, especially on Christmas Eve BY HIS OWN BEST FRIEND.
    Sadly, letting those terrorizing thoughts keep him awake as he failed to fall asleep that night.
   Leading to barely any work being done the next day, and Ryan holding himself hostage in his own room.
    This slightly worried Matt,but he quickly brushed it off, thinking he was just busy.
     But thankfully, Mark reacted as soon as he realized he hadn't seen him come out of his room and ended himself up in front of Ryan's door.
    Saying "Hey...ry'...sorry if I interrupted something important, I just haven't seen or heard you today and I was wondering if you were okay?" as he leaned his body up against it.
But as Ryan reached the door and opened it, he looked up at Mark and just didn't know what to reply.
    Surprisingly, without any words being said Mark understood that he needed a little time and walked in, letting Ry sit on the chair and gather his thoughts while he plopped onto the bed.
    Finally, Ryan managed to spit out a "eh-I-uh....." but paused, giving a heavy sigh as he rubbed his face.
Taking a deep breath in and out before finally answering his question. "it's the Christmas party...".
"What?" "Its matt. I don't know what I'm going to do" "What you do won't matter. It's the thought and the fact that you did it with him in mind that counts. And if he loves you even as just a friend then he will love it just because you're doing it specially for him".
     Matt nodded, understanding but still not being able to clear his mind of all the 'what ifs'.
"Plus you kindve set a really low bar, so I'm not expecting anything huge and by the way he talks about it, I'm guessing neither is he " ry chuckled, brightening up a bit as he punched him lightly in the arm. Somehow, that weird dirty joke made just a teensy but of his doubt go away.
     "Thanks mark, but I still have one problem" pausing to look up at a confused Mark he shouted "I STILL HAVE'NT PLANNED ANY OF IT YET". I mean sure, it was nice to hear the reassuring comments, but it did nothing but calm his mind.
"Oh yeahhhhh.....there's that...um.." he scratched the back of his head, failing to come up with a creative idea.
"How about we take a look at what I planned for the day and try to somehow incorporate some ideas we come up with, leading it all up to your confession?".
"Sounds good to me". And they did exactly that. Planned. From the very beginning of the party to the nit-picky 'keeping him distracted and away from his crush'. But Little did they know that not everything goes according to plan.

[sorry bout this being a pretty short chapter, it's really just a filler but at the same time not c:]

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