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Steve's p.o.v

I hate the way I feel about a certain someone. This person is so beautiful, this person is funny, this person is talented. This person is, perfert. Just one problem.

This person is Jonathan Byres.

Yeah call me fag all you want. I honestly don't give a shit. Ill never tell him. He's my best friend and besides Nancy's my girlfriend. I can't just walk up to her and be like,

" Hey nance! Look I'm in love with your best friend. No not barb, Jonathan!"

I could just see her slapping my face. 

I walked out of my house and tired to get my mind off things. Then I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey Steve!" I turnedaround to see Jonathan.

My heart starts to pound. "Oh hey." I smile.

We begin to talk about random things. As best  friends do. I just couldnt stop staring at him. God i want to tell him how I feel but that will never happen.

A/N: short chapter cause I kinda wanna write in my texting book. OHAND MORE THAN 800 READS?!?!?!!??! THANK YOU

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