***Blurb***
Once upon a time, there were two 10 year old boys. They were thick as theives and did everything together until one of them got feelings for his best friend that was more than friendly.
Fast foward 8 years and there is Kyle, the good looking basketball player whom everyone loves and his best friend Will who is the artistic loner no one wants to know. Except for Kyle... Maybe that is why Will loves him so much?
For 8 long years he has tried to tell Kyle his feelings but it always backfires and Kyle stays oblivious.
Throw in a secret admirer and pesky friends and Will's life dramatically changes - not necessarily for the better - but definitely for good.
***My friend @Flixmine helped to write this so thanks to her and go check her out.****
********The Story********
"Hey Kyle!" William yells as he tries to weave his way through the overcrowded halls, to catch up with his best friend. Kyle turns around and grins as he sees him approach.
"We gotta go man, see you at practice." His mates say as he goes to greet Will.
"Byee guys! See you later!" Will turns to Kyle with a grin.
"You know they can't hear you right," Kyle says shaking his head.
"Yeah I know but your friends are my friends right?" Kyle smiles softly, shaking his head again "C'mon, we're late for class."
At lunchtime Will waits for Emma and Samantha at their lunch table, he sees them approach from the soccer table. They smile at him and sit down after greetings have been exchanged, Will zones out and stares at the cheerleaders table (or Kyle flirting with the captain of that squad to be more precise).
"What do you think Will?"
"Huh? What?" Will comes back down to Earth and stares at his second-best friend
"I said, what do you think about a sleepover on Saturday at mine?" Emma repeated rolling her eyes.
"Mmm great." He agreed distractedly, Emma groaned and turned to her girlfriend, silently begging for help.
"Will stop pining for Kyle and answer Emma" Samantha mumbled, her head in yet another book. He sighs and glares at the girls "I'm not pining! And Saturdays fine Emma." The bell rings and they pack up, not before he looks towards the cheerleaders table once more.
*Practice at the end of the day*
"Heads up!" Will's head shoots up from his drawing of Kyle, and ducks from a rogue basketball. "Sorry dude." Brock says grinning.
"Yeah, yeah sure you are" Will grumbles.
"He didn't mean it mate, lighten up." Kyle grabs the ball and leaves the bleachers. Will sighs as Kyle rejoins the team and continue their shuttle runs.
"Since when did shuttle runs involve throwing balls at other people's heads?" Will mutters whilst picking up his spilt pencils.
"Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness." He turns and to see the owner of the voice.
"You and I both know I'm way past that stage" He grins up at Sam's younger brother. Logan shook his head and laughed,
"Yeah, you're screwed." He then bent down to help pick up the pencils.
Will smiled before going back to staring idly at Kyle.
"I don't understand why you like him, he's a jerk and you could do so much better." Will turns to Logan with a set face.
