We Do. Friends Don't

Chapter 1: Felt like saying hi

"Friends don't do this!"

I paced back and forth in front of the screen. My oversized t-shirt hanging loose from my shoulders. Hair up in some kind of ponytail. April watched me from the couch. Amusement was clearly written on her face.

"They can't just do that to each other. They can't!" I throw my hands up in exasperation and collapse back on the couch where April immediately giggles and pats my back.

"Oh, hun. Is the romance in this one not up to your standards? What is it this time? Too much lovey eyes? Not enough puns? No glasses? Oh, or maybe there just isn't enough Obliviousness for you."

The glare that was sent her way did absolutely nothing to stop the chuckles that escaped her lips.

Huffing, I pull my legs up to my chest and wrap my arms around the fleece covered pajama legs as I shake my head.

"No, If anything there's way too much obliviousness. Like seriously, Friends don't cancel plans that they've made months in advance just because someone decides that they want to take a walk instead. Do friends look at each other like that? No! You and Matt look at each other like that because you are in love they can't just all of a sudden declare that they're friends, Just friends when they look at each other like that. That's the way you and matt look at each other. That's the way my parents look at each other. That's the way I look at and an untouched bolt of fabric in my sewing room. There is no way that they are 'Just friends'"

It's only after taking a deep breath that I notice April smiling to herself with her phone pointed in my direction.

"Are you videotaping me?"

More giggles

"No..."

Giving her the dirtiest glare that I could come up with I huffed out exactly what I thought about the video she so obviously was still recording, but that only set April off further until she was a mess on the floor.

"I'm glad that you find amusement in my aggravation."

A snort was her only reply before I got up from my spot on the couch, paused the t.v and went to go get a glass of water from the kitchen.

Taking a deep breath around the rim of the glass I dropped the illusion. I loved romcoms in the moment. They made me feel good. I could watch another's love life work out for them and forget that my own was nonexistent. I'm fine, really, with how my life had turned out. A successful seamstress making her way to her own tailoring shop. I lived with my best friend and her boyfriend hopefully soon to be fiance. My parents were wonderful and I've got the best big brother and awesome little sister any girl could ever ask for. So yeah, I'm happy with my life. But every once in a while I get this feeling that I'm missing out on something. Like my life just isn't complete. There were brief things like sewing and reading, and watching romcoms and my favorite sci-fi series that make me happy. Happy enough to make me forget the gaping hole in my chest.

Yo-yo yo people who's up for some pasta tonight??????

The text came out of nowhere but was a very welcome distraction from the hole I was digging myself. Ryan was good at that, supplying a distraction in the form of food. His partner Nathan was good for the same way. Minus the food and with more video games. Not that I mind. Those distractions were helpful. Keeps my mind off of things that I don't want to think about. Like now.

I'm up for that! Pasta sounds like heaven right about now. ~ Katie

Oooooooooo pasta I'm down matt is too What time?~ April