Best Friend. //s.m.//

•12• "Surprise."

Shawn's POV

I'm super excited!

I haven't seen the love of my lif- I mean best friend in forever! I was going to surprise her, she thinks I'm coming home in three more weeks.

Nope. I'm getting off of my flight right now.

As days went by, and weeks that I was gone. I realized that I had deep, feelings for Riley.

I want to tell her, but she doesn't love me back!

She could never love me that way! Because, here we go again with this word, I'm her best friend. She's my best friend.

Riley's POV

Another day. In my leggings with the same oversized hoodie , I stole from Shawn. But he knows I have it.

It smells like him.

I know by this time that I love him.

And I'm not going to deny it.

He doesn't come home, until three more weeks.

That's far away.

I got up from my bed and turned off my tv and rolled up the bag of chips I was eating.

I walked down the stairs and into the living room and laid on the couch.

I let out a big huff.

"Honey...." My mom said rushing over to me.

"Why are you so sluggish!"

She threw her hands up in the air.

"I want Shawn."

"Sweety he doesn't co-"

She got cut of my the doorbell.

My mom let out a huff and walked towards the door.

She opened it and burst into tears.

What the!

"MOM!" I shouted.

I got up from the couch.

My messy bun all over the place, my tear stained cheeks, my red puffy eyes.

My heart stopped.

Shawn.

I let out a whimper.

He was holding my mom and patting her back.

My mother loved him like her own son.

I was just standing there frozen.

He let go of my mom and she rushed into the kitchen.

I'm guessing to get her phone.

"Shawn." I whispered.

I saw him look up. His eyes widened.

I saw his mouth move. He whispered something, I couldn't make out.

I ran to him and jumped in his arms.

I was crying by now.

"I missed you soooooooo much!" I pulled away from the hug and wiped my tears away.

"I missed you too."

I looked behind him, his bags were laying there.

He wiped my tears away.

"Shawny,"

"Y-you don't u-understand how much I-I missed you. I h-have to tell y-you something."

"Okay."

I picked up his bags and dragged them inside.

I dropped them.

And picked up his hand and dragged him upstairs.

I closed the door of my room, locked it.

"Why did you lock the door? Why do you look so serious?" He laughed.

I laughed, then stopped and put a straight face on.

"I love someone." I blurted out, leaning against the door.

His eye flashed with jealousy. But then quickly went to soft.

"W-Who?" He croaked.

He walked closer towards me.

We were now standing right in front of each other, inches apart. He was holding my tiny waist.

"You."

"I love someone too. And not in the best friend way." When he said 'not in the best friend way' I knew who it was.

"Who."

"You."

"Surprise."