I Fell In Love With My Bestfriend [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1: Screaming Little Kids & The Truth.

HEY GUYS! SO I DECIDED TO ERASE ALL MY OTHER STORIES AND START FRESH WITH A NEW ONE! HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND AREN'T MAD THAT I DELETED THE OTHERS! THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING!

Chapter 1: Screaming Little Kids & The Truth

"Come on, Ali! It's just a cookie. It's not like I'm feeding you poison!" I reluctantly took the frosted oatmeal cookie from Connor. I wasn't completely eager to eat something Connor made. For all I know he could have put poison in them.

"Go on. Eat it. I wanna know what you think." He had so much hope in his eyes that the cookies were delicious so, I gave in and ate it. "Wow! That is literaly like the best cookie I have eaten! Are you sure your mom didn't make these?" I wasn't so sure he hadn't bribed his mom to make these just for me. He had his ways.

He rolled his eyes and started tickling me. "Connor! Stop! I'm sorry I said your mom made the cookies! I'll do anything! Just stop tickling me!" He stopped as soon as he realized what I had just said. He lifted his eyebrow, eyeing me. "Anything?"

I immediatley faced palmed myself. I shouldn't have said I would do anything. "Well, you got me. I can't really take back what I said." He tapped his chin, deep in thought. Oh no. I thought to myself. "Marry me." I looked up at him, startled by what he just said. "Um, I think I need to go. I-I-I'll see you around?" I needed to get out of there. "Ali, stay. It was a joke. Sorry." He walked over to me and hugged me. God he smelled good. Wait. What was I doing smelling my best friend?

I hugged him back, snuggling into his chest. I looked up at him. "It's ok. You didn't know I would react like that. I understand." He smiled at me and kissed my forehead. He let go and grabbed my hand. "Come on. Lets go order some chinese?" I laughed at him and nodded.

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"Hey, Ali? Can I ask you something?" I nodded, waiting for Emma to continue. "What was it like to, you know, do it?" I laughed and said,"Um, it was weird at first. It kind of hurt, but, the pain didn't last long. Why do you ask?" She blushed looking down. "Tristan wants to take our relationship to the next step. I just wanted some advice." I nodded and took a sip of my drink. "When ever you are ready, my dear. It may be akward at first. Just make sure you're ready." I said to Emma. Emma is my best friend and I would do anything for her,so the least I could do was give her advice about her first time,even if it was awkward.

Emma was my other best friend. She was short, tan and had long brown hair that curled at the ends. Her eyes could make you fall weak at the knee's because of how peircingly blue they were. She was also the smartest girl in our graduating class. So, she didnt always have the guys chasing her because her intelligence could be a little intimidating at times.

Emma and I climbed into my red Chevy Aveo. This car was my baby. I'd gotten it as a birthday gift from myself when I got my license because I just couldn't bear being seen riding my bicycle around town because I was too lame to have my own car.

"So, Emma? Can I ask you something?" I asked Emma as I drove to my house. She looked at me and smiled. "Of course, Al. You can ask me anything. You know that." I took a deep breath and asked,"What do you think of Connor and I? Do we seem too close? Like, I mean in the 'more than a friend way'?" She just looked at me and said,"Honestly? When I first moved here and met you guys, I thought you were dating. Sorry. But, I don't see it that way anymore. Other people might, but I don't."

A wave of relief and guilt washed over me. I kneaw she meant the best, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell her that I was starting to have feelings for Connor. I knew I should feel ok telling her, but I just wasn't ready yet.

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Monday morning rolled around and I was already annoyed. My little brother Tanner was running around the living room, downstairs, and was screaming. I groaned and rolled over onto my stomach with my comforter wrapped around my head to muffle the high-pitched sound.