"why are you smiling so much? i've never seen you this happy in a while." your best friend asked you.
"oh, nothing. no one. nothing." you responded.
"no one? who is this about?"
"no one. just... this guy."
"listen, i don't know who 'this guy' is, but don't waste your time on him. he's only going to break your heart."
"no. he really likes me."
"and how can you be so sure?"
"cause he told me."
"yeah, and i can tell you things. would you believe me?"
"well, it depends."
"yeah, exactly. you're only believing him because... well, it's him. you're in love. so you're blind to see what he can actually do to you."
"shut up. i know he loves me. and it's what i choose to believe."
"yeah, well... i don't care about your stupid opinion. cause i'm just trying to protect you."
"if you're trying to protect me, then let me be!"
"fuck outta here. i don't need you if you're going to treat me like shit."
you remained silent but left the room, crying.
that conversation you just had with your best friend repeated over and over in your head.
you walked through the school hallway, holding back your tears as much as you could. your tears began falling so much that you couldn't see well. suddenly, you felt someone jump onto you. it was finn.
"jesus, you scared me." you said, holding your hand over your fast-beating heart. you quickly wiped the tears away from your eyes so he wouldn't see.
he stood beside you and turned to face you.
"hey, hey, what's wrong?" he asked.
"n- nothing." you responded, faking a smile.
"no, something's up. what's going on? are you okay?" he had fear in his voice.
"yeah. yeah, i'm fine, i swear." you said.
"no. you're not. you're coming over later. and you're explaining everything."
your tears began to dry as he continued to talk.
"fine." you said.
"here's my class. i gotta go. see you later?"
"yeah. yeah, of course. thanks."
he messed up your hair before walking the other way.
"bye." he said.
you walked to your class, with a smile plastered on your face. you sighed. no matter what, he always makes me happy. you thought to yourself, entering your class.
♡♡♡
after the school day ended, you walked to finn's house. he took you up into his room.
"so, what's up?" he said.
you cried into his shoulder, leaving wet tear marks on his gray shirt.
"i think i just lost my best friend, finn. i don't know what to do." you said through a weak voice.
"no, no. don't worry, y/n. please. i'll be here for you. just tell me everything that happened." his words were comforting. you started to calm down.
"well, ever since this year started, we kinda just drifted apart. and i mean, best friends aren't supposed to make each other cry for the wrong reason. but that's what f/n did to me. and i don't know what's gonna happen." you wiped the tears from your face.
"but what happened?" he asked you.
"we got in a sort of fight. he/she treated it like it was such a big deal. but it wasn't. it wasn't!" you sobbed.
he looked at you with worried eyes.
"i mean, we were just having a conversation about how what happened isn't a big deal. but he/she treated it like one. and it was my fucking opinion! and they don't do anything when i leave the room crying? what do they expect me to take out of that?" you continued to rant on until finn stopped you.
"calm down, y/n. it's okay." he placed his arm around your shoulder, rubbing it at the same time.
"they got mad at you over your opinion?" he asked.
"yeah. i know. i'm honestly so pissed. he/she made me cry. that's not what a 'best friend' is supposed to do." you said, putting down your finger quotes from the air.
"hey. don't worry about it. i'm still your best friend, right?" he said.
"finn, you're my boyfriend." you felt butterflies in your stomach, as if they were ready to escape and fly out.
"and why would that stop me?" he smiled at you.
"oh, shut up." you laughed.
"you're the only person who makes me feel better." you told him.
"oh, is that true?"
you nodded.
"i just want the best for you, y/n. just remember, i will always be here for you. i'm not going anywhere."
he hugged you tightly.
damn these butterflies.
