The Friendzone Project

01 | Move On

Paige

"FOR THE LAST time, it wasn't me who gave Milo that love letter." I said with full conviction.

Kile smirked with his arms crossed, "Well, there's only one girl in this school who's head over heels for my best friend." The triumphant look on his face was clear as a day. "And that's you."

I rolled my eyes. There's no point in hiding it anymore, I got busted.

"Alright, alright! I'll admit it that I was the one who left a confession letter to his locker." I admitted, feeling the burn in my cheeks from embarrassment. Kile's smug face makes me want to wipe it off. "But that's it, okay?" I finished.

Kile simply gave me a shrug. "No matter how many times you deny it, I already know that you love him." He waved around a familiar, scarlet envelope.

My confession letter.

My eyes widened, "Give that back!" I hissed at him and tried to reach the envelope but he was just too tall. Our height difference is unfair.

"Oh, I'm sorry honey, I can't do that." Kile teased, "You've had great effort in making this letter, I wouldn't let it go to waste." He waved the envelope once again to my face.

The adrenaline was already reaching to my ears, out of the sudden blue I captured my envelope that was once in the hands of Kile Evans.

Gosh, at this rate I could be producing steam out of my body. I have never felt so embarrassed in my entire life!

The fact that it was Kile Evans—Milo's best friend—who caught me! This is just too much to handle. I have never ever crossed paths with him and talked to him before, so why is he doing this to me?

I have never spoken to him and yet here he is, making a fool out of me. Unbelievable. It was as if he treated me like a close friend.

I gripped the letter in my hands, making it crumple. I was wrong all this time. I thought that if I had given Milo a confession letter I would be able to finally move on from him. I thought that I would be able to lift these feelings out of my chest.

But no. It wasn't as easy as I had thought so. It made me change for the worse. Ever since I've left the letter in Milo's locker two days ago, I can't help but feel a spark of hope that me and Milo would happen.

He was just supposed to be another small crush but why did I fall deeper in love with him? I swear, one-sided love will get you to nowhere.

"Just for your information," Kile spoke, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Milo hasn't read that letter of yours. You might want to thank me later."

It felt like as if a grave was lifted up out from my shoulders. Thank God for that. I would have died in an instant if Milo knew about this.

"Kile!" A familiar voice that I know rang out from my back. I know that deep, dark and handsome voice.