Next day I was supposed to meet up for dinner with my best friend , Mia. It was the perfect opportunity to tell her about Oliver.
The thing about me and Mia is , we're polar opposites but somehow we complete each other like two souls that were once one . She was never the mushy one , it was more of my job to be all soft , she doesn't know when she's being blunt or rude , cause she simply isn't , she just says what needs to be heard not what wants to be heard .
Under all the tough exterior , she had this hidden gentle beauty . I stared at her blankly as she sat across from me , with her almond hair curtaining her face as she looked down on her phone , I called her name and she looked up to reveal a slightly starred freckled face decorated with glimmering gems as eyes .
"so there's this guy" I took a bit of a long pause , trying to read her expression , she seemed attentive so I continued "I guess I really like him" . she raised an eyebrow , still not getting it "And ? is there something wrong with that?" . I knew she was going to smack me in the head for what I'm about to say next , but I blurted it out , "Mia , He has a girlfriend , so we act as friends but I know he likes me back , I guess I just don't just 'like' him though" .
Surprisingly , she calmly said "Oh honey , you can't love a taken man"
"I know , and I don't want to steal him , I want him to be mine with the flow of time , I don't want to force it , but god , I'd rather declare us as friends better than this tug of war hinting game", and by the time I finished talking I realized I was barely breathing.
"To make sure he likes you , tell him to speak to Ramona about you , if he agrees , then he genuinely likes you as a close friend"
"but what if he doesn't tell her?" , I looked at Mia with a glimpse of hope and wished she didn't see it in my eyes , I wish she didn't see how much I love him .
"for heaven's sake Nance , he can't be the only guy on this earth who has these character traits , just...." I interrupted quickly , still demanding an answer for my question " what . if ?"
"Then you're screwed if he remains indecisive"
And she couldn't be more right .
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182 Days Of Beautiful Disasters
Short Story'Love will always be a game' A wolf in sheep's clothing , for help he cries . A girl with a glass heart, couldn't see his lies . Wolves pry , its in their eyes and she cant save herself , no matter how much she tries
