Archie and Riley have been best friends since they were little. But what would happen if feelings got involved? Feelings that were more then just platonic friendship. Or would the friendship that has lasted so long be over? But what if their feelings are the same? ------ Taking a deep breath he looked into my eyes and said "I'm gay," he looked away for a second then looked back at me probably trying to decipher my expression then carried on rambling and said "also I'm insanely in love with you which is okay if you don't love me back like that I've never known if you're gay or strai-." --- This is a short story.

Two childhood best friends. One accidental kiss. A summer that changes everything. *** Felipe Rivera has a problem. Several problems, really; as if his anxiety disorder and his strained relationship with his father weren't enough, he's also been in love with his best friend for as long as he can remember. Now that it's their last summer together before they go to separate colleges and leave the suburb they grew up in behind, he's determined to keep his feelings for Aaron bottled up. However, things quickly move beyond his control, and what was supposed to be a summer like every other turns out to be something that might just put their friendship to the ultimate test. Content warnings for themes of anxiety/mental health issues and recreational drug use

Everything in Jules Hatcher's life is going well: he has a girlfriend, a job and pretty decent grades. That is until he (literally) stumbles into Hunter Adams, the bad boy and player that everyone knows. Soon Hunter has managed to turn Jules' entire world upside down- and make him discover a side of himself, that Jules never knew of. And it all started with that damn hoodie. Trigger warning: this story includes depictions of homophobia and mentions of suicide.

"What if?" He just had this smirk that made me want to lean over the table and kiss him. I know his game, this is all a joke. We have always been like this and honestly, I wished the 'what if' was real. However, I'm not about to let him win. I lean forward, our faces merely centimeters from one another. His eyes flickered to my lips and I almost copy his actions, "What if?" His smirk and mine matched, what if Chandler? What if?