(6 months later)

"Alright, I'm coming!" I shout to whoever is knocking at my door.

I open the door to a bright eyed Dan.

"Walk me to school?" He asks, bouncing on his feet.

"Sure. Just let me grab my bag" I go to get my bag and shoes. Damnit, I already have my shoes on.

I look in the mirror:

Messy ponytail? Check.
Signature sweatshirt? Check
And last but not least:
Resting bitch face?

WOW I'm basic. I think to myself as I go back to Dan.

"Hurry, lets go!" He pulls me out of the door excitedly.

"Woah, you sure seem chipper. I did t know you were a morning person." I chuckle as I'm being dragged down my street by my wrist.

Ouch

"Oh, trust me, I'm not. I just woke up to the best text ever, and I want to get to school early so we can talk about it for longer!" Dan turns back to look at me.

"Cool, What is it?" I ask.

"Well..... bethmayhavetextedmeandtoldmesheandtoriareofficiallydating"

"No shit Sherlock. It really isn't hard to tell, dude." Chuckling, I turn him round to look at me. "They don't need to tell us to tell us. It's basically in plain sight"

We both laugh at my comment. Clearly we are good friends and we support those two.

I hope they last. They make a great couple.

Dan looks over, worried.

"Do you think it will last? Beth had a pretty rough time of it last time she was with someone.

"Dan, you know she's strong. She wouldn't be with Tori if she didn't love her." I say, mustering up as much confidence as I could.

God, I hope this lasts. Beth can't deal with another breakup like the one with twathead.

Honestly, I hate that bitch. She messed Beth around so much that in the end, Beth figured that it was her fault. Which, to clarify, it wasn't. At all. Erica was just an sociopath who had a grudge, for no reason. She scouted Beth out and hurt her as much as possible. But it's okay, now. She's gone and she can't do anything anymore.

"I know, she was an absolute dickhead."
"What?"
"You can practically hear your thoughts dude. You're were thinking about Erica again, weren't you?"
"N-no." I stutter.

"It's fine." Dan stops walking and pulls me close to him. "We're all fine now. She won't be bothering us again."

"But how do you know that?" I'm too scared to notice him staring with a strange look in his eyes. One I haven't seen before.

Infatuation.

But why? I don't understand.

I get butterflies in my stomach. I go to hug him, but he stops me by holding my face and leaning in to kiss me.

It feels strange. Not the kiss itself. Well, yes, it does, but it's not that part that feels strange. It's the fact that I liked it that feels strange. I never thought I would like my best friend that way. Well, this one, at least.

As cliché as it sounds, our lips move perfectly together. And it feels better than anything I have felt before.

He stops to look down at me. "Now, will you please shut up?" He is such a child.

"You act like an infant" I fire at him.

"Pretty that wasn't a very infantile thing to do." He shoots back, with a coy smile.

Wow, I really do love him. Like I've said before, but this time, in a different way. I have no idea if he feels the same way, but I can't risk the friendship. We just have to pretend that didn't happen.

For us, because I love him, and he may love me, but that doesn't matter. Because we are both here now, and that's all that matters. We have each other, but it can't be more than a friendship. You can't date your best friend, if you break up, you may have lost your best friend.

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