I'm your friend

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"Woah y/n is everything okay?" Stan asked concerned as I took his hand nearly running outside to his car

"I don't want to talk about it. Unlock the door, please."

"Ok, you don't have to tell me what happened in there with Dina.. but i'll unlock it when you at least explain what's up with your arm"


I nearly forgotten about the whole picture frame incident. My arm had lines of dry blood while the source still had some fresh red oozing slightly.

"UGH STAN IT'S RAINING"

"We could be drier if you'd just spit it out already"

"I tripped and broke a picture frame that scratched me okay we good now??"

The door unlocked and I didn't even make eye contact with Stan as I sat in the passenger seat. I didn't want to hide the truth from him I just didn't understand what happened.. he'd probably think i stole his stache and laugh at me. 


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Neither of us said a word most of the ride until I realized I totally forgot to check on Sydney before we left


"Hey did you talk to Syd before we left? She had a ride right?"

"Of course, she said she's going with Dina"

"oh ok"

the silence found its way back to the car

"what happened y/n? Look I'm your friend I'm not going to judge"

"I know just a lot of stuff happened tonight I'm trying to make sense of it"

we both sighed 

"So did you trip before or after you kissed Brad?" the irritation that rested on his lips went directly into my ears

"..excuse me?"

"Oh I'm sorry was that what the argument was about?" his eyes didn't leave the road

"Let me out."

"y/n it's dark and rainy I'm not letting you out and to be honest I don't think your little secret is gonna come get you"

"STANLEY LET ME OUT!" the car came to a halt, but it wasn't voluntarily

Same thing that happened at the party is happening again. No No No it's just the storm I did NOT do that!

"Are you ok??? I'm so sorry y/n I just... I couldn't believe you did that and I seen when you yelled at him what happened and-"

"You can't tell anyone DO NOT TELL ANYONE" I say crying getting out of the car that crashed into the gigantic tree that fell straight into the middle of the road

"y/n" I don't turn around "Y/N!" he cups my face "I'd never tell a soul, give me some credit yeah?" I tried not to crack a smile but it was impossible with him

"So how longs this been going on?" his arm now around my shoulder 

"I don't know... i guess.. around the time we all went to the diner?"

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We talked about whatever this was all the way up until we reached my house. I felt sad having to be alone tonight. So much was going on in my head and Stan was the only one who knew everything. Before I could even ask he spoke


"So...this might not be the best time but can I ask you that question now?"

"Oh yea what's up?.. also I'm sorry for snapping earlier, i was just frustrated but it's whatever now"

"Even if you were mad I already knew I was irresistible and you'd be right by my side again so don't sweat it" god how I wanted to smack the smirk off his face sometimes "regardless, I was wondering.. do you want to go to the dance with me?"

"I thought we already were like the whole group?"

"Well.. yea I guess we were but I mean like us"

"Likeeee-"

"Oh my god y/n do you want to be my date?" his smile as far as his cheeks would let his lips go

I replicated his smile and took his hand in mine

"Only if you stay with me tonight?" I seen the 'look' on his face eyebrows raised "NOT LIKE THAT! i- i just don't wanna be alone tonight.."

He laughed and looked down locking eyes with me 

"Yes I'll gladly stay with you wimp"

"ouch, too soon, too soon!"

he just kissed my cheek and continued to laugh

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"Oh by the way, you gotta visit me at work tomorrow"

"And why's that? Do i get a free round of bowling?"

"Mmm maybe, after training though"

"Training?"


𝕀 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕓𝕖𝕣 ||Stanley Barber x readerWhere stories live. Discover now