Emily Jones hasn't talked to her childhood best friend since they were twelve and now she has to go forward and confess her feelings for him. But what will happen when she finds out that they can't be together?
And how would she feel when her cur...
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Emily's POV
After four boring classes that dragged on way too long than usual, it was finally time for study hall. Which meant that I would have someone to talk to for a while. I had some friends that I talked to for a minute or two, but it was nothing even close to the conversations we have with Jack. We can be goofing around one minute and then the next have a very serious conversation. I really liked this type of connection we had.
As I was walking through the hallway to my study hall I saw Ashley talking to Tyler and his friends. It even looked like she was flirting with Ty, judging by the way she was playing with her hair and looking at him with those flirty eyes she used on the guys. I decided to slow down and see what would happen because first, I'd never seen her behave like that and second, she knew that I loved Ty. Well it's true that I told him that and he rejected me but she didn't know that yet. So why was she doing this!?
Holy fucking shit!!! She just kissed him! Well he pushed her away as soon as her lips touched his, but still! That just showed how much of a friend she really was. I just couldn't believe her. I just hurried to the room and busted the door open. The bell hadn't rung yet so there weren't that many people in there but the person I needed was there. I ran towards him, threw my bag on the desk next to his, then sat on his lap and hugged him tightly.
"Wow Emmy you okay?" He asked concerned but hugged me back nonetheless and rubbed my back. I couldn't hold it back anymore and let the tears fall. Jack just held me and didn't ask questions. Every now and then he would kiss my head and it helped me to feel better.
After crying for at least five minutes I calmed down and wiped my tears away. I knew that he'd want an explanation so I looked into his curious eyes and told him what I saw just minutes ago. He listened to me carefully, then thought for a few seconds and asked:
"So you're upset because she got to kiss him?"
"What?! No! I'm upset because she was supposed to be my friend and not do that with the guy she knew I liked! I honestly don't care about him that much anymore. But what hurts the most is that my "best friend" backstabbed me. And after what happened too!" Without even realizing I kept raising my voice with every word I said and in the end I was shouting by the end of my speech.
"Shh Em people are starting." Just as he said that the bell rang and the teacher came into the room a few moments after and gave us a stern look, which actually meant "You better get up from there and take your seat." I didn't need more trouble so I just got up, made one step and plopped down on the chair next to J.
"I'm sick and tired of her J. First she ditched us for her new friends and now she went and did that?!" I whisper-shouted which earned me another glare from the old man. I just rolled my eyes and took a notebook and pen out of my bag, then ripped one of the blank pages and wrote on it:
