FEIVEL'S POV
"It's cause I like you damnit"
We are at the restaurant having our meal, with a place crowded with people yet I hear the echo.
He said that he likes me, didn't he?
So... The best friend I have been crushing on since before last year is saying he likes me. How? Since when? Why me? What? No. It's not that I have no confidence in me, it's just that, you know...this is Arne Cabral, we are talking about. Girls go gala over him, yet he likes me over them?
No shit.
"What?" the words left my mouth before I knew it. I was numb. I didn't utter a word and when I did, it made his eyes fill with never-ending tears. His lips wobbled like he wanted to justify what he just said but he can't find words.
He stood before I can tell him it was fine, grabbed his burger and paced out the restaurant. I picked our bags and followed him.
He stood in the parking lot, leaned his back onto my car biting on the burger and wiping the tears off his face.
His round blue orbs were puffy from all the crying. He kept sniffing while the tears fall making his nose turn bright red. God! He looked adorable. This was definitely an ugly cry but he was anything but ugly.
"Shorty..." I approach carefully knowing he will snap out any moment now. "Here, have some water" he keeps looking at the bottle of water that I grabbed on my way out. He took the last bite of his burger with a final sniff and held the bottle before emptying it. He mumbles thanks before pushing the bottle into the nearby dustbin, avoiding my eyes.
I was afraid that he will back off from confession just now. I didn't want that. My hopes were above the clouds. I just wanted to end my one side love for him and have him in my arms.
For me, with me. Forever.
I took a hesitant step towards him, held his face up cupping his cheeks. He glance at me for a second before looking away. I could feel the heat spread across his face.
"Arne, we need to talk. Look at me" he obeyed sensing the seriousness in my voice. "What you just said inside, is it true?" he nodded his hesitant approval. "Since when?" I wait patiently for his answer. He looked into my eyes before his eyes pile with fresh tears.
"F-f-for a w-while now-w," he stammered.
"That doesn't exactly answer my question, Arne" I peered into his eyes.
"F-f-four. Four y-years now" he admits making me numb again.
Four? Four years? That makes around the time we first met. We were around fourteen when we first met and now we will be nineteen in a few months.
Oh God! How didn't I know? Sure, he was by my side all the time but, I thought that's how best friends were supposed to be. And he dated girls until now.
"B-but, shorty you were going out with girls until recently. How?" I asked confused at his declaration. A pang of expression guilt and hurt took over his face as tears run down his cheeks. I didn't mean to hurt.
I wiped out his tears giving him a look that asked him to answer my question.
"I-I... Y-Yes, I dated girls until now but it never worked out. I-I c-couldn't sit in a place and watch you s-sleeping around with any girl caught your interest. Y-you were with a new girl every week. The longest relationship you ever hold was with M-Miaa for o-one year, two months and s-seven days" now this was my turn with getting embarrassed as guilt took over immediately, knowing that my best friend suffered all through these years when I was out there satisfying my sex drive. Shame on me.
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Romansa[COMPLETED] Arne Cabral, an eighteen-year-old boy who is in love with his best friend. His *male* best friend. But, being a heterosexual all his life he had not felt anything towards other men but Feivel. Was he gay? Or was he gay for Feivel? Feivel...
