Dear whatever this is,
Mats gave me this small journal for me to write down my feelings...(?) So technically... he gave me a diary..
Never mind that..
I don't get what's the point of all of these.
But, I'm going to write anyway.
Here it is,
I am completely, madly, in love with my best friend.
I can't believe I would say that words these days.
I am so confused. I don't know what to do. Why do I even love her? She have a boyfriend. I don't need to be reminded that she have a boyfriend. I KNOW she has a boyfriend.
It's so unfair. She's my best friend.
She's my everything-
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You have one new message
MATS: So, how's the diary??
ERIK: So you did give me a diary.
MATS: Duhh.
ERIK: It's a manly journal not a sissy diary.
MATS: Well, whatever you want to call it. Just write your feelings down so you would feel better.
ERIK: I feel like a teenage girl.
MATS: Oh but, Erik,
MATS: You are (secretely, but maybe) a teenage girl.
ERIK: Verdammt dich, Hummels.
MATS: Haha, enjoy writing!
ERIK: Whatever. Just go away.
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Mats just sent me a text, this is a diary (but let's just ignore that and say taht this is a manly journal).
Like I write down before; Karen, my best friend, has a freakin' loving boyfriend who is hella rich. Not saying that she's a gold digger, but she purely loves him. She loves him like... like... like I love her.
I'm going to stop here. I can hear her footsteps coming towards my room.
E.D
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Special Someone (Erik Durm)
FanfictionSome people have a way of brightening someone's day, and it's with little things that mean so much. There is a phone call at just the right time, a hug when it is needed, or a comforting word of encouragement.
