Failing Triangle (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 4

Tom's pov

"What is it that attracts you to her?" Donny asked.
I didn't know where I was,
everything was white, well all I could see was white walls that seemed to go on forever. Donny was also dressed in all white.
"Huh?" I responded with my own question. I was confused about what was going on.
"What is it that attracts you to her?" He repeated.
"Who are you talking about- what is going on, Donny?" I asked back.
He sighed and rolled his eyes, "Britney. What is it that attracts you to her?" He asked.
Ugh, that question is really starting to bug me that I almost didn't answer but I did. Once Donny has a question he uses his stubborn ways to get it answered.
"Well, for starters her smile. It's unlike anything I've ever seen. It lights up my world. It just so beautiful. Then her eyes, Ohgod her eyes! I feel as though they stare into my soul and see how weak and vulnerable I am whenever I'm around her. Her personality is what really gets me. How many people do you know can act out a song while dancing? She can turn something like watching tv into this wild adventure. She's very smart, beautiful, and goofy. I can go on and on, but I think you understand by now." I said.
Donny sighed and shook his head. It was silent for a few moments before he spoke. He was looking down when he said something.
"Pathetic." He whispered under his breath.
"Excuse me? What was that?" I asked him.
He looked up at me, his face was emotionless. This isn't the Donny I knew. "I said your pathetic."
Wow, I felt as though I just got shot by a bullet in my chest. My best friend just called me pathetic. I would never expect him to say that to me.
"You're chasing a girl who moved on. She's probably still dating that Asian guy. This Tom-" he gestured his hand towards me. "-I don't know this pathetic version of Tom. It annoys me that my best friend is a feebile little shit. You're better than this, but no. You want to be this little bitch who mourns over the loss of the girl that you broke up with and thinks you can just buy his way back into her heart. You know, you might be a snooty rich boy. Wait, let me rephrase that,  you are a pathetic snooty rich boy."
I felt my face get hot and my fist clench. I was angry and hurt that my best friend just said that to me. I felt my control loosen its grip on me.
I exhaled loudly as I gathered ny thoughts. "When did you turn into an asshole, Donny?"
I saw something flash in his eyes, maybe anger or pain, it was something quick before he fired back. "Same time you turned into what you eat."
It took me a second to understand what he meant, but I got it. I turned into a pussy.
"What the hell is the matter with you? What is possessing you to act like this?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"Face it, Tom. The only reason why you crave Britney is because you have unfinished business with her." He let out a small laugh.
"Unfinished business? Like what?" I asked, trying but failing at swallowing down my anger.
"Fucking her!" He spat the words at me.
"I don't want to fuck her, well I do, but that's not why I want her. I want her because she's different, because she means something to me!" I said, but he didn't listen. He kept going on.
"I mean honestly, you might as well just give her money and beg her to fuck you because you're a snot nose rich boy and all she is to you is a whore." Donny smirked.
I was boiling, I couldn't control myself anymore. I pushed Donny and he fell back and onto the white floor. I got on top of him and gripped a handful of his shirt in my left hand and cocked my other fist back. "Stop it!" I yelled. "Stop talking about Britney like that!" I growled and hit his left cheek. "She's not a whore and I'm not pathetic!" I hit him again. "I love her and I will get her back!" I aimed for his face again but he caught my arm this time. I was surprised and caught off guard.
"She doesn't love you, Tom!" He kicked me off of him. "She will never love you!" He kneed me in my gut and I fell on the floor. He got on top of me and pulled me close to his face. "She'll never love you like..." his words trailed off.
"Like who, Donny? Who could love me like I love Britney?" I asked.
I could tell he was fighting with his words. He was struggling to find the right words. "Me... I love you, Tom. More than a best friend. I love you like you love her." He said and I saw actual pain in his eyes.
All this time Donny was in love with me but I didn't notice. I was too worried about getting Britney back that I didn't see that my best friend was falling in love with me.
I didn't know what to do or say, I just laid there, staring at him. He was breathing heavily. I think he was leaning closer, and I think I was too. Our lips only a few inches apart. A part of me wanted to push him off, but most of me was saying to kiss him. The room grew darker and he leaned in closer until our lips were touching.
Ohgod, I wanted him so badly