Rosabella lives with her very religious, Anti-Gay, Pro-Life family, which was fine until she got a crush on her best friend from second grade. Not a low-key crush. A very much very big very crush type crush. But her friend is very straight and promised to her boyfriend (who is proposing to her (AT GRADUATION IN 3 MONTHS)) Rosa believes she is doomed to die alone with a never ending longing to be with her best friend, all because she is an extremely introverted and closeted lesbian and therefore can't tell her.
A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic.
What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead?
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"Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?"
Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear.
How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now.
Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm.
When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.