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18. Imagine | Erik Durm

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"Come on, I'm destroying my beautiful face just for you to laugh. Please, laugh! At least give me a smile!" Erik looked at me again, with the same funny face he had made an hour ago. My best friend just didn't give up easily, now.

"How can you not laugh at these duck lips? I repeat how?" He yelled again with  a passive face.

I just ignored him again. It wasn't like I was mad at him or anything, I just didn't feel like talking to anyone at this horrible moment.

"Look, Erik, I'm having a really bad day, so just please leave me alone." I massaged my forehead in exasperation.

I hadn't even noticed when some tears had started flowing down my cheeks.

"Whoa, Ella, you okay? Damn, I didn't know it was that horrible of a moment." Erik was by my side in an instant, patting my back, soothing me down. "You wanna...talk about it?"

I passed a shaky nod and pressed my head against his hard shoulder, probably drenching his navy blue shirt.

He wraps his strong muscular arms around my small frame and pulls me closer to his body.

His manly cologne filled my nostrils, internally making me groan.

Curse him for being so hot.

"Sh... I'm here for you, calm down, it will be okay," He kept on saying until I finally calmed down a bit.

"I got an F on my maths test today," I murmur close to his chest, my hand tightly clenching his shirt. "And I got hit by a stupid basketball in P.E. class and got a bruise. Fucking hell." I curse. "Thats not all, I had a major row with my mother, she wants me to go to Princeton but I don't want to, Erik. She keeps bringing it up and pressurizes me more and more everyday." I sob.

Erik holds me tight in his arms and pulls me up a little on my bed.

After I had a heated argument with my mother, I called my best friend and told him to come because I needed to rant and needed a shoulder to cry on.

"Sh. It's fine. It'll all fall into the right place. I'm telling you. She can't force you into anything against your will so chill. It's gonna be fine, okay?" His beautiful eyes bore into mine and I am at an utter loss of words.

He's just so beautiful.

"But, best friend, I can tell you this, I'm here to feed you ice creams, watch super clichè chickflicks and hand you out tissues when you cry oh and, I'm here to listen." He smiles at me.

I tell you, his smile is contagious. Because soon, I find myself smiling, too.

"For now, Durm, just be by my side." I tell him and he closes him close to him, soothingky whispering something in my ear.

Soon, I find my pain going away, because of Erik Durm, my best friend.