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I wish Dallon had left when I did before. I wish he didn't even show up. Ryan ran off, and I couldn't feel more like it's my fault. Dallon and I had our thing, now it's over. Why couldn't he let go? Well I guess I can see from his perspective, because Ryan doesn't return my feelings, either. How would I know? who the fuck am I kidding..it doesn't matter.
Me and Jon slept over Spencer's house, so I woke up from my sleeping bag. I heard Jon and Spencer calling each other "cute" and all those other pet names before I could fully sit up. I quickly laid back down, I did not want to see what they were doing. I heard the bed creak, then saw Jon come over to sit next to me on the floor.

"Hey, you can get up now if you want to, it's not like we're doing anything." He said.

"Pftt, really Jon? You think I didn't hear you guys," I stood up and motioned towards Spencer. "He's not wearing a shirt for God's sake!" They both blushed a bright red.

"It was hot!" Spencer exclaimed, trying to make an excuse. We all know his parents keep the house freezing.

"Yea, whatever." I smirked.

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Later, Sarah was over. We were planning on having Ryan over, but we figured he probably didn't want to see anyone after yesterday. I used to see him almost every day. It felt pretty odd not having him next to me, laughing that beautiful laugh, his honey eyes crinkling at corners when he did. Even in my dark times, he would light up my world, like the moon at night. I was sitting a little farther from everyone, who were in their usual chatter.
I noticed that Sarah had come to sit next to me.

"Brendon, what's wrong? You've been like this all day." her large eyes stared intensely at me.

"I-I don't even know anymore." I shrugged. It was true, I don't know what to feel anymore, or what do about the situation. Everything just felt out of reach to me.

"Uhm," she started, sounding unsure about what she was getting ready to say. "I-is it Ryan?" I slowly nodded. "Yea, I get it, we all want him to be here with us, Bren."

"Yea but.." I trailed off, not wanting to say something I will regret. They knew that I was gay, but not that I liked Ryan in a 'more than friends' way.

"But what?"

Well shit. "Sarah, uhm.. it's different for me because, I don't know, I kind of like him-"

"You like Ryan?!" Sarah practically yelled for the whole neighborhood to hear. Spencer and Jon turned towards us.

"What?" Spencer said.

"I knew it! Spence, you owe me $30 bucks." Jon laughed.

"Huh?" I questioned. What are they on about?

"Oh, me and Spencer bet that you guys would be together by the time school starts." Jon shrugged.

Spencer shook his head and frowned. "B-besides that point, I think we kind of already knew that, bud.."

"you did?" I said. He nodded. "But you guys might as well forget that bet of yours, it probably won't happen." I held my head down again. No fuckin chance I would get into a good relationship, non-toxic, all wholesome. Pftt, in your dreams, Urie.

"Why not?" Sarah said, one eyebrow raised.

"He doesn't like me. I mean, he has good reason not to. I'm just a fuckup." I buried my face into my hands.

"Are you kidding dude? He's fucking head over heels for you! You should've seen him gawking at you the first day you came down to the lake, he still does, and not to mention, he doesn't shut up about how cool you are or whatever." Spencer shouted.

Jon then spoke. "Are you that oblivious? He ran off because he thought you didn't like him. Even though we've been telling Ryan that you like him, he thinks you still like Dallon. "

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Ew, of course not!"

"Exactly," Sarah chimed in. "And that's why your going to prove to him that he's the one you have the hots for." She smirked. "Here's the plan."

"Looks like I do get my 30 dollars after all." Jon said, grinning widely. Spencer just groaned, pulled out a $10 bill from his wallet, and threw it at Jon.

"Hey, this is a $10!"

"That's for being a loser, Jonny Boy."

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