“Please understand that I don’t want to be your best friend forever.”

We’ve been best friend as long as I can remember. It never be more and never be less. But however, I started to make it more.

Our very first met was at your house. We were both only seven years old. Your mom introduced you to my family. Nathan Wilson. Our gaze met then we smiled at each other. At that time, we both knew that we would be best friend forever, no matter what.

We played together, we solved puzzles that the adult couldn’t, we touched each other and I knew it that I love you. As a friend.

My parents took me home, but before I left, you held my hands and promised me that we would meet again soon. I smiled and wishing that you would fulfill your promise.

We were thirteen. You always protected me. You fought for me when the bad boys tried to destroy my sand castle which was I built hardly. I tried not to cry when I saw you hurt so badly. I tried my best to heal your wounds, but still, I couldn’t. I couldn’t handle it, my tears began to fall. When you saw me cry, you hugged me. It gave me warmth. Then you wiped my tears away with your wounded thumb. Instead of stop crying, I cried even louder. I told you how useless I was. How you fought for me and all I could do is nothing. And then you said that I didn’t have to do anything but just keep supporting you. In my heart, I said I will. You tighten the hug, and I smiled—and blushed.

“We are best friend. Rite, Eve?”

“Sure. No matter what. For, e, ver.”

XoXo

We were fourteen when you stole my first kiss. And also stole my heart. We kissed, but we were still friends. I began to have a serious regret about the best friend forever stuff.

“Jerk! Why did you kiss me?” I shouted as I covered my mouth with my hand.

You smirked, “It’s simple, because we are friends. Don’t we?” You began to laugh when you saw I frowned.

“But friends don’t kiss!” I slapped his shoulder hardly. He just continued laughing. I left him furiously, but then he said something but I just ignored him.

XoXo

We went to the same school. Since the kindergarten until now in high school. You turned out to be a very gorgeous guy. Every girl in this school wanted you and chased after you. And me? I was just a normal girl without popularity, unlike you.

Your fan girl began to get in my way. It was really hard to only talk to you, just the both of us. Like we used to be. So, I gave you time to enjoy your new life with girls around you. And I busied with my school and club stuff. And I started to miss you.

And one thing, I love you.

I got myself even busier just to make myself to not to think about you. It was hard, though. But at least, it worked, a little. I was so scared that my biggest fear would turn to be reality. I was scared that this was just a one-sided love.

It had been a year since we talked alone. I was doing fine—almost fine. I couldn’t help it. I kept thinking about you and I had been missing you so much. Missed your voice, missed your smile, missed your hands, missed your gaze, missed your touch and missed your love. Although if it just as a friend.

I wanted to talk to you so badly.

Luckily, at that time, we stuck at a party. Our schoolmate’s party. I had been watching you since you stepped in an hour ago. You seem happy outside, but actually you bored inside. I knew, because we had been best friend.

I couldn’t handle it anymore. So I decided to talk to you. I collected my brave, and then I walked outside to the park. You were sitting on a branch. I sit then you turned your head to me.

“Hey, what’s up?” I asked nervously.

He frowned. “The one who supposed to ask is me, what’s up with you?”

“Me?” I asked confusedly as I played my hand in nervous.

“Yeah. Why are you avoiding me?” He looked right into my eyes. Oh shit, I knew I can’t lie to him. “And why are you so nervous?”

“Um… nothing. I was just… busy. You know, with school stuff.” I tried to look back to his eyes, it was hard. He frowned again. “What about you? It’s been so long since our last conversation.”

He sighed, “Its sucks. You know, the girls. They are so annoying. They stole my time. My time with my friends, my school stuff. And my time with you.” He held my hand. “I miss you, you know.” He added.

It was silent. I couldn’t say anything. I found myself enjoying your touch. And finally I broke the silence, “I miss you to.”

He turned his head again to face me. He moved closer and closer as he looked my eyes. Our noses were touched. I could feel your breath at my cheeks. I closed my eyes. We kissed, again. Then I broke the kiss.

“Jerk! Why did you kiss me?” I shouted as I covered my mouth with my hand.

he smirked, “It’s simple, because we are friends. Don’t we?” I felt like déjà vu. But at this time, he wasn’t laughing.

“But friends don’t kiss!” I slapped his shoulder hardly. He said that we are friends. Damn, he was right. I walked away, before I walked further, he reached my hand.

“I already said this to you, remember?”

I frowned. He sighed, “About the best friend thing, when I kissed you for the first time. Remember?”

“You didn’t say anything!” I replied shouting.

He took a deep breath, “I said: Please don’t get mad, I don’t want to be your best friend forever.”

My eyes were widened. So, this was what he said at the time I left a few years ago.

“Because I love you.”

FIN

Author’s note: hey! Thank you for reading. This is my very first story I submitted for this website. I’m sorry for the grammatical error and wrong words usage, since I don’t talking English. Hope you all like it 

Regards,

Raichan as rhodes