I was really worried about Y/N recently. Her father had left her mom last month and I know she still hasn't got over it, but she at least needs someone to talk to. She hasn't been answering her phone or anything, so I called her dad.
"Excuse me, Mr L/N," I said.
"Yes," Said a her Dad, her dad was very strict about boys and having a boyfriend, I mean I see the reason why, he doesn't want her to get hurt. And the girls at our high school are super mean towards Y/N, and I just think that's really stupid.
"Well, I was wondering if I could check on Y/N, see she's not been answering her phone and I'm just worried about her," I said, her dad sighed down the phone, "She needs to talk to someone."
"Okay, but if she doesn't want to see you, you'll have to leave," He said, I didn't like her dad that much, I mean, he was the chief of police after all.
"Of course, thank you so much," I said and put down the phone. I drove down to her house as quickly as I could.
I got to Y/N's house and hesitated to knock on the door, but I did and Y/D/N (Your dad's name) opened the door. He grumbled a little.
"Come in," He mumbled in a deep voice. I ran up the stairs and gently knocked on Y/N's door.
"Go away dad, I told you I'm not hungry," I heard her shout, at least she was there. I opened the door and heard a sniff, was Y/N crying? We had been friends for a year and the only time when she cried was when we watched Toy Story 4 a few months ago.
I'm being serious, DO NOT watch Toy Story 4 it is so depressing, the starts depressing, the ends depressing. SPOILERS Woody has a freaking mid-life crisis, who gives a doll a mid-life crisis oh wait I know, Disney does.
"Hey, Y/N, it's going to be okay," I said as I took a seat next to her on the bed, she looks up at me and sees the door open.
"Can you *sniff* close the door," She said and chuckled sadly, I got up and closed it, I then sat a little bit closer, I put a hand on her leg.
"What's wrong, I've been trying to contact you all morning," I asked, she looked down.
"Why are you here?" She said, completely ignoring my question.
"Because, I was worried about you," I said, she looked... cute.
"Why?"
"Because, I'm your best friend, and you're mine. Why wouldn't I be worried?" I asked, I chuckled slightly and fiddled with my thumb.
"Well, why are you my friend? I mean just look at me, I'm fat, ugly, name one thing that's actually good enough for me," She said, oh my god, I have to do it now. Okay, Caleb it's now or never. I leant in and I kissed her passionately.
"C-Caleb?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Can you name that thing now," She asked.
"Well, if it wasn't beautiful, gorgeous um or funny and kind, maybe that you're a great kisser," I said and winked, Y/N blushed. She kissed me on the cheek.
"You're not to bad yourself, Caleb," She laughed, she so adorable.
