Friends?

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[Jonathan's P.O.V]

What did he just say? He likes me? Like, like likes me? He thinks I think he's gross or weird. I don't but, should I. I think he's kinda funny, and a little cute. Wait wait no he is not cute he is a guy he is cool. I think he wants me to answer. "Sherwin, I think your a cool and funny kid. A little odd, but who isn't. I just... I just don't feel the same. I'm sorry. Your a great person and I'd like us to be friends. If you want?" Inside I felt a pain not in head or stomach but my heart.

[Sherwin's P.O.V]
He looks so cute when he's flustered. Wait. He... he thinks I'm funny. I can feel myself start to blush. Then it's gone with his next sentence. He wants us to be friends... just friends. I feel my heart ache. I want to answer but nothing will come out. I take a deep breath and think how hard it would be to be friends... just friends. I find the courage to speak. I try and say no but the opposite come out. " that sounds... sounds good." I wanted to take it back immediately but it was to late. He said great and that he'd see me tomorrow, then walk away. The second he was out of site I started to cry like a little girl. My heart hurt and I hated myself for saying we'd be friends. I've never felt this way about anyone.

[hey hope you enjoyed. I know this out early than I said it'd be but I suppose to busy the next week so I thought I'd post this early let me know what you think. I'm open to suggestions.] P.S I promise the stories will get longer I just don't want to over extend my self on my first few chapters.

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