Short stories

Best Friend

I should've stayed at home
'Cause right now I see all these people that love me
But I still feel alone

Jared anxiously looked around. Everyone was laughing and joking, drinking. A party. But he only had eyes for the man sitting in the corner. He sighed as a girl sat next to the brunett to kiss him.

Can't help but check my phone
I could've made you mine

He checked his phone awkwardly. The brunett met his eyes from across the room, and smiled. Jared looked away quickly, remembering something from months before. 

But no, it wasn't meant to be and see, I wasn't made for you
And you weren't made for me
Though it seemed so easy

Jared leaned back, and rested his head on the wall, closing his eyes. 

And that's because I wanna be your favorite boy
I wanna be the one that makes your day
The one you think about as you lie awake

He thought of weeks before that. When he finally realized he had feelings for his best friend. Dreaming of him at night. But that was unacceptable. So, Jared pushed him away. 

I can't wait to be your number one

I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine

But I still wanna break your heart and make you cry

The young man checked his phone again, angry with himself. 

But won't you wait?

You know it's too late

I'm on my own shit now

Let me tell you how it feels to be fucking great

I feel great

"You alright, man?" asked someone.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm great." Jared replied, accepting the drink they handed him. 

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
You need to be yourself
Love someone for loving you instead of someone really cool
That makes your heart melt
Who knows what you truly felt?
You're still my favorite girl
You better trust me when I tell you
There ain't no one else more beautiful in this damn world
In this damn world

Jared thought of the way his friend's hair flopped across his forehead, and his green eyes that sparkled when he laughed. Beautiful. Without thinking, he smirked, and stood, drink in hand. "Hey, Sam!" he chuckled, walking over. The brunett looked up at him in challenge. "Yeah?" Jared grabbed the front of his friend shirt, and leaned in close, then smirked, and let go at the last moment. "What the hell?!" shrieked the man behind him, following him as he ran to the back deck.

 You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby

You're gonna wanna be my best friend
I said that
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, best friend
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend
Best friend
You're gonna wanna be my best friend, baby
You're gonna wanna be my best friend

Jared laughed, and sat on the steps. Sam laughed, and sat beside him. "It's been a long time. You doing ok?"

I say that I'm happy
I say that I'm happy
But no, no, no, no
No, no, no

"I'm fine."

"I'm glad." laughed the man again. His green eyes glittered in the fading sunlight. The two sat in silence on the steps. Sam rested his head on Jared's shoulder. Suddenly, loud talking interupted them. The girl Sam had been with earlier, elbowed her way past Jared, who stood immediately. The smile dropped off his face, and he hurried away, ignoring the pained look Sam sent him. He hurried down to the willow in the yard, and slipped into the leafy branches,  resting his head back against the trunk.

Oh, I still wanna be your favorite boy
I wanna be the one that makes your day
The one you think about as you lie awake
And I can't wait to be your number, your number one
I'll be your biggest fan and you'll be mine
But I still wanna break your heart and make you cry

Jared barely looked up when the leaves rustled in front of him. Sam. He came to sit beside his friend again, a determined look on his face. The brunet looked over at him. Then leaned over and kissed him. 

I still wanna be your favorite boy
I wanna be the one
I might just be the one

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Ik it's crap lol. but whtever I had an idea.

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