The Boy 3 Doors Down

Chapter Six: Damn Inner Voice - EDITED

I turned over to my back, facing the mohagony wood ceiling fan above my bed. What if he actually likes me? I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head to get rid of the thought. I turned over on to my right side and hugged my pillow to my chest, you're an idiot you really think a guy like that would go out with you? I turned back over facing my ceiling fan once again, and let out a long drawn out sigh. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed and planted my feet on the white fluffly rug.

I couldn't sleep thinking about today, so I stood up from my bed and  walked downstairs for a cup of water. While I was walking I couldn't stop replaying the day in my head. After that awkward confrontation with Austin we all wanted to go on the bumper cars, and while we were walking he put his around my shoulder. No, not he as in Austin, he as in Chase.

Chase Loughland put his arm around me, and it might have been in a friendly way, but I can't stop thinking about that ten second period when he came up beside me, put his muscular arm around my shoulders, and said "hey". We were only like that for ten seconds but those ten seconds were probably the best ten seconds of my life. His blue eyes gazing into mine and that smile, oh my gosh. But, then of course he had to ruin it, yes he as in Austin. After I snapped out of my shocked daze and greeted Chase back, I saw Austin from a significant distance ahead of us glaring at both me and Chase. And it has been messing with my head ever since I came home, I keep thinking he wanted to be my friend, or atleast was friendly, but it's obvious he despises me for some reason. Every time I'm around Chase he gets all "rawr rawr Hulk smash" and maybe it's because, he doesn't want his best friend getting all buddy-buddy with a lame-o like me and ruin their reputation, but he didn't have to get his boxer's in a twist. Even if Chase was intersted in me, which I'm 99.9% sure he isn't, I wouldn't date him for two reasons. One, I wouldn't want to ruin their perfect womanizer reps and two, I'm a good best friend and by definition I don't date my best friend's crush.

So, the only logical explanation is that Chase is a really friendly guy, and Austin is a self-absorbed, douche head, jerk. Who I have a undying crush on.

I'm not complaining though, I sure know how to pick 'em! No, I couldn't just like Chase, good ol' Chase, with his all-american blonde hair and blue eyes and dazzling smile. No, I had to like the bad boy, jerk face too who doesn't even give me a second glance. I really don't understand my brain, or heart, or whatever.

I let out a irritated sigh as I swallowed the rest of my water and put the glass into the sink. I couldn't be bothered with thinking anymore, the boy three doors down was making me an insomniac, and he wasn't even within five feet of me.

I silently decided that I'd go back to my original plan, ignore him until it passed, and hopefully it will work this time around. I sighed once again, figuring I wouldn't be able to sleep for a while so, I had to call the only person who could help, Ashley. Hopefully she'll be awake or at least bei willing to hear my dilemma.

She picked up on the last ring, "What?" She answered in a groggy voice.

"I have a problem." I informed in anticipation that she'd actually be curious enough to care, I started chewing on the inside of my jaw.

"What." She repeated a little more awake this time.

"Okay, but hear me out before you start making accusations," I paused assuming she would say something but didn't. "I have a crush on Austin." I stopped chewing the raw inside of my mouth, waiting for her reply.

It was a long moment before she answered, "Is that it?" She sounded disinterested, which was the last thing I expected her to be.

"What do you mean 'Is that it?'" I looked around my room in confusion seeing only darkness, except there was my ceiling fan. A realization struck me, and my heart began to pick up speed. That actually wasn't it. "Actually no..."