Although You're My Best Friend

CH 1 - If only she knew,

"So, you guys will have to do this report alone. No help from anyone." Our English teacher, Mr. Smith, said.

"Um, sir, what was the report about?" Jack said from the back.

"Are you kidding me?" Mr. Smith threw his hands in the air frustrated. "Write a report about what meaning your name holds by interviewing your parents about the process of picking your name. Got it?"

As soon as his words ended the bell rang. I got up from my seat and headed to my locker with Clementia. 

"Do you know what your name means? I have no idea what mine is." Clementia asked.

"I told you, Clementia is the name of the god of forgiveness. A Roman goddess." I replied with a small groan.

"But I don't like that. Ugh, I hate this report. I don't wanna do it."

"I do, it sounds fun." I opened my locker shoving in my book.

"Such a lamer. Anyways, I'll see you later." Clementia said turning around to get to her own locker. 

That 'see you later' of her's meant tonight. It was a Friday today, and on every Friday night we did 'Netflix and doughnuts', not one Friday was an exception. We have been doing this for more than 3 years, since the day we got to know each other. 

We, Clementia and I, have been best friends since the first day of high school, making it our friendship 4th year this year. 

Or at least that's what Clementia thought. 

To be honest, I have been in love with her starting with our sophomore year. I have been in love with her for about 2 years and I haven't told her. And it doesn't seem like I will have the balls to tell her anytime soon. 

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"I can't, I just can't. Help me out?" Clementia asked me with puppy eyes.

"No, you heard the teacher, no help at all." I fired back. Stopping myself from falling for those puppy eyes.

"You're the worst. I hate you." Clementia went back to typing her report.

"Whatever. Hey, let's go get ice cream." It was a Saturday morning, and on Saturday mornings we always got ice cream. But today we met to write our reports first, making our ice creams wait a little.

"Fuck yeah. Come on, stop typing and get up. You're driving." Clementia sprung from her chair and tried to shut down my laptop.

"Let me save it! Let me save it, hey! Bitch."

I saved the small amount of my report right before she took away my laptop. We hopped into my car and I started driving to the ice cream shop. 

"Hey, did you know my name actually meant the god of forgiveness?" Clementia asked.

"I told you! You never listen." I angered out.

"But it didn't seem like you were saying the truth. The internet is just more trustful."

"Sure, cause there aren't any false news in the internet, right?" I fired back.

"Hey, that's not the point. I'm just saying that you were right all along."

"Actually, I have never been wrong my whole life. Get your facts right." I smirked.

"Oh, so that one time when you told me it was pajama day you were right? I'm still angry about that you know." Clementia spat.

"But that was really funny though." I laughed.

Last year, one day I told Clementia that it was pajama day. And the next day Clementia, herself believing me, wore a dinosaur onesie to school. Being so embarrassed her face was red all morning but got confident in the afternoon.

"I got stares from everyone! You wicked gargamel! You're lucky that I at least got some compliments saying that I was cute from a few. Or else."

"No, you looked like a troll. Cute? Ew, hell no."

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"So, are you in?"

"Fuck off. I said no and it isn't changing." I replied.

"But please, please Lev. Just this one time! I swear." Clementia begged me. She has been begging me to go to a party that was being held tonight by some guy at our school. Today was Sunday and the second Clementia got this information she asked me more than a million times and was now literally begging. For 3 hours all we have been doing was,

"Can you please come to the party with me?"

"No."

She even followed me to the bathroom. Well, technically she hanged onto the locked door.

"But it's a party Lev! Can't you just go with me, for me, your best friend."

"Fine." I said giving up.

"Yay! You know I love you, right?" She hugged me tightly.

"Okay, now stop hugging me, you're killing me." I tried to push her off with all my might but this girl was way stronger. She had this scrunched up face trying to win me as not letting go, a cute scrunched up face though.

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"Yesterday's party was the best party ever." Clementia said with a big smile hanging on her face, ear to ear, as we walked down the hallway.

"Seemed like it. You got so wasted, too bad I didn't take a video." I smirked. Last night, at the party, Clementia got drunk making me drag her back home. It was not only a rough night but also an extreme night at the same time. We played beer pong, and won 3 rounds out of 5, and danced until our feet got sore. 

"Oh, and did I tell you that I hooked up with a guy at the party?" Clementia giggled as she told me proudly. As I functioned what I had just heard my heart skipped a beat.

"What? Are you kidding me? So not cool Clementia, what if-" I suddenly got so much emotions coming at me, jealousy, anger, worry, etc.

"Why such a fuss? Don't worry Lev, he used protection." I sighed. That isn't the point, Clementia.

"Whatever." I couldn't stop myself getting emotional. Normally I would never have problems of hiding my feelings but somehow today wasn't a day to do so. 

I left Clementia in the middle of the hallway and walked to the bathroom. I checked if anyone else was in the bathroom and as I was sure no one was to be seen I grabbed onto a sink and breathed heavily. I gripped the so hard as if my nails would cut through them. I tried to concentrate on the white sink but in the corner of my eye I could see my veins popping out. 

When I looked up to see my own reflection in the mirror my breathing got heavier. I couldn't figure out which emotion was the occur of this behavior. I was weirdly going mad, as if all the love that I pushed down was rising up to surface.

Maybe, it was just too hard for me. I have seen my best friend together with a lot of boys. Clementia has had 4 boyfriends, 3 tinder dates, and would sometimes hook up randomly at a party. It was just so hard for me to watch all of this, being right next to her and doing nothing. I was so in love with her for years, and it hurt.

It hurt so bad that I didn't even know if I could even be her best friend any more.

Only if she knew.