…And I absolutely HATED IT!!! This is my best friends ex-boyfriend we are talking about!!! KISSING ME!!!!!!!! I put my hands on his chest and pushed as hard as I could, ripping my dress and falling backwards a few feet into the arms of a stranger in the process. I looked up and saw a pair of kind clear blue eyes and two perfectly rosy lips. The lips corners turned up into a grin and helped me to my feet. Completely forgetting about Evan, I rambled,
“Umm… thanks. That wasn’t my boyfriend! He isn’t even my friend!”.
The smile on the boy’s face fell faster than I did off the stage.
A heavenly voice wandered out of the beautiful boys mouth, “That’s my brother.”
“Oh! Well he just broke up with my best friend then he kissed me against my will! Kinda like a mouth rape?” I chuckled nervously.
“I’m kidding! I don’t even know that kid! But im glad I was here to help you up! Im Preston” he said, exchanging a large, soft hand with a tattoo containing to name “Claire” on it. (http://community.babycentre.co.uk/post/a6896915/do_any_of_yuo_have_tatoos scroll to the bottom and you will find it!)
“Oh! Im Claire… is that your girlfriends name? On your wrist I mean…”
“No. That Claire was my sister, but she died when she was about 7.”
“I’m so sorry. That must have been really hard.”
“Yeah it was… Going back to the subject of a girlfriend named Claire, I have my eye on one of them. She has brown hair and grey eyes and looks beautiful tonight and im pretty sure most of the time.”
“Oh… I thought I was the only Claire here! With gray eyes; and brown hair…”
I thought for a moment then a broad smile washed across my face. I bit my lip and smiled with a twinkle in my eyes.
“I-i-I I’m the Claire… right?”
Preston nodded.
“Well that’s good because I am starting to like this really cute guy name Preston who seems to be at the right places at the right times.”
He laughed and placed his perfectly muscular arm and walked me over to the bar to buy me a Shirley Temple. I sipped it slowly while I heard his life story.
“Well I was born in LA but my dad got laid off, so we had to move somewhere with more job opportunities. We moved to Oklahoma with our grandparents from my dad’s side. I remember the day Claire died. We woke up around 7:30ish and she wanted bagels, but it was a Sunday, so the bakery was closed. We decided to make them ourselves, but we didn’t know what to put in, so we made muffin mix, but added lots of flour so we could shape them.
“We laughed the whole time, until we set the oven on fire… then it was a problem”
I giggled, wondering how such a perfect day could become so bad.
“Our parents we asleep the whole time, and when we tried to put the fire out, we made it worse, setting the whole kitchen on fire. We raced out thinking that our parents would smell the fire, but when after about 30 seconds they weren’t out, she told me to wait outside and find help, while she went to get them… the last thing she told me was that she loved me. I never saw my mother or sister again. My dad made it out with my sister and mom right behind him. He got out right before the house completely blew up…”
I saw a tear trickle down his cheek, and noticed a few trickle down mine. I raised my hand and wiped his tear. He looked at me with a thankful smile.
“But enough about me! Tell me about yourself”
“Well,” I started, “there really isn’t much to say… I am an only child and my dad is a doctor. My mom travels a lot because she is the editor of Vogue. My best friends name is Kelsey. Her parents are divorced. Her dad is a plastic surgeon and her mom is a model for my mom. That’s actually how we met. Umm well that’s all really… not that interesting.” I giggled nervously.
“ARE YOU KIDDING?! That’s super interesting!”
A broad smile washed over my face… until I saw Kelsey sitting on the side of a table in a pool of her own tears. I exchanged a look with Preston and ran over to her.
“Kels! What’s wrong?!” I said worried.
**Kelsey’s POV**
**While Preston and Claire were exchanging stories**
I placed my perfectly manicured hands on Ryan’s shoulders and felt a sense of hostility as he placed his hands on my waist.
“You okay?” I asked.
“With all the guys you’ve dated, has there always been this much drama?” he questioned.
“W-w-well,” I stuttered, worried, “I guess? Why?”
“Kels. I dint think this whole dating is going to work out…”
“Don’t say that! We are perfect for each other!”
“Maybe we are perfect best friends, but not a perfect couple.”
I pulled my body away from him, slowly nodding.
“I understand. I mean, it’s sad an all, but if that’s the way you feel then we should jus-“ my voice cracked and I ran to any place I could think of. I ran to the bar, and ordered any random shot. My body felt numb and I wanted to die. I felt alone and unloved. Tears of pain and rage streamed down my pale face. Suddenly I felt familiar arms wrap around me.
“I need a hug.” I sobbed into Claire’s shoulder, suddenly noticing a boy standing there with concerned eyes and a kind smile.
I suddenly sat up a little straighter and wiped my tears away. Nothing gets rid of the break up blues like a new crush!
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My Life Is A Love Triangle, I Just Don't Know Which Corner Is Mine
RomanceKelsey had an awesome life, until her best friend decided to declare his love for her, right after a nasty breakup. Will Kelsey's life ever be sane again?
