15; mentiroso (friends pt.3)

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M e n t i r o s o
(men- d- roe- so)
Boy liar -S p a n i s h-

Imagine 15:

"You're a lair, Daniel! Why won't you understand that?!" She screamed. My face was getting redder by the second. Anger was slowly approaching me.

"I have a girlfriend!" I yelled back. My breaking point was close, I could feel it.

We were sitting and having a nice dinner until this problem arose again.

Tears were forming in her eyes, and I was the one making them appear. I was sorry but that doesn't mean I'm not going to fight back.

"Yeah, then why'd you kiss me?" These words stung the most. Why'd I do it? I don't have an answer myself.

"I don't know," I whispered. I keep saying those same words but that's all I could come up with.

She rolled her eyes, "Thats all you ever say," she whispered back.

This is true. That is all I ever say.

"I'm sorry," I tried to hug her but she pulled back. This made my own tears brim. She's my best friend and I'm losing her. Hell, she won't even let me touch her.

"Yeah well, sorry's not going to cut it." She got up and placed her plate in the sink. She walked up the stairs, stopped for a second— probably waiting for me to follow her—, then left when she realized I wasn't coming.

Was I lair? Really? In a sadistic way, I think I was helping her. I wanted her to forget her emotions and I thought maybe that would help. It didn't.

This was all messed up. All of it.

I thought it would be a measly little kiss, and we would forget about it the next day. I was wrong, once again.

I placed my plate and cup in the sink and headed to my room. If you forgot, my room is underneath her room.

I could hear small sobs from upstairs.

I sighed and placed my pillow over my head, covering all the noises. All of this is going to be okay. We're going to be friends again and she won't be mad. She'll love another guy. I'll love my girlfriend. We'll be okay. It's going to be okay.

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"Good morning!" I yelled up the stairs. "Come down here! We're making breakfast and forgive each other!" Maybe I shouldn't have said the last part.

I shrugged at the thought. Oh well, I already said it. Can't take it back. We are going to have a good day. I'm going to have a good day.

"Get down here Y/n! I'm not playing!"

A few minutes later she came downstairs. I could tel she was mad just by her body language.

"What?" She asked. Oops. I may have been staring at her.

I quickly look away. "We're making breakfast!" I yelled happily.

She made a disgusted face. "Who said I was going to help?"

"I did."

"Mhm. What makes you think I want to?" She folded her arms on her chest.

"We are. We're going to make up and forget about this," I smiled the best smile I could give. It usually worked.

"Forget about this? Daniel, I can't just forget about it," she screeched.

"Please," I begged, "I want to be friends again. I miss you. I miss us. I just," I sighed. "I just- please? I miss you, so so much. I love you, as a friend, and I'm sorry about. I'm sorry I don't love you like that." She chuckled. "I really am."

"Seriously?" She questioned.

"Seriously."

She sighed, "I guess my feelings will fade away."

"That a girl! You still love me right? You know, as a friend?"

She gave me a small smile, "Yeah, Daniel, I do."

"I do too."

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Happy Thursday! :) 

I just proofread it. I never realized it was this short. Don't fear Joy's here and going to make a longer chapter next Thursday!

That was really cheesy, sorry :/

~J

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