neighbor - s.b

x. home

❝dear diary, i decided to go home and clear my head. a lot happened today. i found out that bradley cheated on dina and then i went off on him. also, stan thought that was hot? lot's to think about. better clear my head.❞

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i huffed some breath out and looked over at my room. today was a long ass day, and fucking exhausting. even though i cleared things with stanley and told him my secret, and went off on brad for being a dick, i still didn't feel right. 

my eyes looked over at my phone, starting to recall the events that happened with ricky today. it made me realize that i didn't really like ricky. sure, he was a cool guy for letting me come to his party, and we both agreed that brad is an asshole which is fun. and, not to mention cute, but i only used him to make stanley jealous. which isn't really cool. 

so i grabbed my phone and started to text an apology. i'm sorry ricky but i don't think i like you in the way that you like me :( i hope that we can still be friends. no hard feelings? 

he read it; i bite my lip anxiously waiting for the response as he started to type. 

it's okay :) of course we can be friends. no hard feelings at all. a sigh of relief came out. thank god he wasn't an asshole about it. 

my phone started to vibrate. stan was calling me. i picked up and smiled on the phone. "hey, stanley. any luck with that mysterious guy?" 

he sighed on the phone. "nope, syd thinks it's all in her head."

i frowned. "that sucks." 

"i know,"

"...so, you excited for homecoming? it's around the corner." 

"well, yeah...but...wouldn't you rather go with ricky?" 

i sighed and flipped over on my side. "i cleared things with ricky. we're just friends." 

"really?" he paused. "but...i thought you liked him?" 

"i rather go with you, buddo." and even though my superpower isn't seeing someone when they're not in the same room as you, i had a feeling that stanley smiled at what i had said. 

i heard someone on the other line yell stanley's name. i could hear him sigh and bring the phone close. "shit, my dad's calling me. i'll talk to you later, okay?"

"yeah, of-stanley?" he must've hung up. 

i turned over and saw dina in the doorway, i jumped a bit making her giggle. "sorry i didn't text you but your mom said you were home." she flopped down on the bed next to me. "also, i heard the whole thing. and you totally like stanley." 

a scoff came out of my mouth. "no i do not." 

she rose her eyebrows. "so you like ricky?" my head shook. "did you stop things with him?" 

i did nod at that. "yeah, it just didn't feel right." 

"because you feel more comfortable around stan," i looked over at her. "i mean, you guys have so many memories with each other. tell me some of them and tell me you don't feel like you have feelings for him." 

i sighed, looking up at the ceiling feeling and started to think of memories we had shared. suddenly i felt myself start to chuckle. "so...there was this one time when stanley tried dancing on my bed but he hit his head on my ceiling fan. god, he could be so stupid sometimes but it was fucking hilarious." 

dina smiled over at me as i started to ramble more. "oh my god, and this one time i laughed so hard that the milk i just drank came out of my nose, stanley thought it was so funny he almost choked on his own spit," i took a pause and started to remember more. "one time i was helping him get ready and he was so cute singing in the-." i gasped and sat up straight, looking over at dina.

"holy shit. i think i like stanley."