A story about two people... a boy and a girl... who used to be the best of friends... then suddenly had a fall out. Five years later... it's their last few months before graduating high school. One final project changed their point of views of one a...
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Awkward silence was upon us as Michael walked me home. His confession rung in my mind repeatedly like a broken record. I wondered to myself what if he never heard me say those terrible things about him. To tell you the truth, I was lying when I said those things. If we would've just talked about it, the five years of pure hate wouldn't be recognizable. Then again, it wasn't until 30 minutes ago I knew why the hatred happened.
"Michael?" I broke the silence. I felt his eyes look at me as we continued walking. "I have a confession to make." "And that is?" he asked a little confused. "What you heard me say about you... weren't really true." I said. Michael stopped, giving me his full attention. "What do you mean, Y/N?" I faced him without looking directly at him. "What I said about you... I said that on purpose... because what you confessed to me eariler... I thought it was a lie." I answered.
I felt Michael's finger pressing against my chin, forcing my head to look up. "You've lost me..." he giggled. I giggled with him, hinting the humor from how I exlplained my situation. "Ok... before the day our friendship was destroyed, I heard people talking about you having the likings for me. And... at that time, I really didn't want the rumor to spread because I thought it would ruin our friendship. But... instead of talking to you about it, I've lost you as a friend. Over something that in the end... was actually true." I explained.
The expression on his face made me feel a little uncomfortable. "So... what you're saying to me is... the five years of the cruelity and hatred was unnecessary?" "Pretty much...." I said, looking back down at my feet. "Oh, wow. I feel dumb." he said. His statement made me chuckled a bit. "What's so funny?" "This... us. We could've been best friends still. I should be the one feeling stupid. Hell, I am." "It's not completely your fault, Y/N. I mean... if I would've listened to your explanation five years ago, we still would be friends." he said.
I once again glanced up at him, admiring his beautiful features. I was a fool to call him ugly. "So... does that mean we're friends again?" I asked. "Depends... if you want to be." I smiled small, reasuring him. "I do. But, I want to take things slow." Michael understood by nodding his head. "Shake on it." he said, reaching his hand out. I slowly grasped his hand, accepting the deal.
20 minutes past and we've made it to my doorstep. During the walk home, I couldn't help be think about me not saying I am in love with Michael. I don't even know if I am. This is all happening so fast. Should I tell him, though? Should I even say something before he mentions it? I don't freaking know.....
"Thank you for walking me home, friend." I said. "My pleasure, friend." his said, grinning. Before I could walk towards my door, Michael grabbed a hold of my hand. "Wait... I have to ask you something." "Ok... ask away."
Michael took a deep breath, grabbing both of my hands. What is he doing?
"If we were still friends five years prior... would I currently be your boyfriend instead of Alex?"
Chapter 17 is up next...
Things are heating up and rather quickly at that. ;)
