Friends.
Oh how you hated that stupid fucking word lately. The thought of the seven letter word just caused a pit in your stomach.
Most people, whenever they think of the word friends, think of people close to them that made them happy, someone that you love in a friend or family related way.
You did think of someone that made you happy that you loved, but not in the friend or family way. In the relationship way.
You had liked some stupid burnt dream demon for months now and he had never noticed. You would try to drop hints, but he never caught on.
No matter what you did, it just seemed that the dream demon looked at you as one of his friends. You dropped hints, attempted to make him jealous, and everything else, but nothing worked.
Sometimes, he would even introduce you to someone new as his best friend, and it broke your heart every time to know that's all he saw you as.
You guys were home alone in the slasher mansion while everyone else was out doing their own things. Michael was off stalking his sister, Jason was at his camp, Jedidiah was off with his family, Billy and Stu were out having a guys night, and everyone else was doing one thing or another.
You were sprawled out on the couch while Freddy sat on a chair off to the side, occasionally mumbling about how uncomfortable the chair was.
You sat up after hearing him curse at the chair once again, and patted the spot next to you. In an instant, he was over beside you now relaxing on the couch.
The two of you were watching some old horror movie that had bad acting and you couldn't help but giggle in some scenes.
"Okay, I'm done with this shit." Freddy spoke, shaking his head as he reached out and grabbed the tv remote, flipping through the channels.
He turned on something else, which you paid no attention to as you simply stared at him.
"Take a picture, it will last longer." He spoke, turning towards you.
You slowly pulled out your phone and snapped a picture of him, giggling at his expression.
"Bitch." He mumbled under his breath, shaking his head at your antics.
"I know you are, but what am I?" You retaliated, giggling.
"Obviously a second grader by that comeback." Freddy shrugged, turning his attention back towards the television.
"Hey... Freddy." You slowly spoke. He turned his head towards you and gave you a curious look. He must've notice whatever you had to say was important because he pressed pause on the remote and completely focused on you.
You couldn't think of the right words to say, so you just decided to let your actions say something for you.
Before you could even register what you were doing, you allowed yourself to lean closer to him and press your lips against his. Once the shock was over, you could feel his lips moving against yours, giving into the kiss.
You didn't know what this meant for your friendship. You just hoped that he would finally realize how much he meant to you and he would give you a chance.
And he did. After that, the two of you became an item and besides him, occasionally hitting on other people, which you were almost sure he was joking, you two were prefect.
(A/N: Guys, imma be honest, y'all know that chapter I wrote about how 2019 was gonna be a good year, it wasn't. However, it was a year that I learned to love myself, even if I had to get hurt for that to happen. Now, I think 2020 will be an amazing year now that I've sorted out my problems. Anyways, stay beautiful❤️)
