Me and Mike had been talking for about an hour.
He is absolutely hilarious and I can tell we're going to be good friends.
"so why have you been gone for almost a month? I mean, I know because you were looking for a job, but you could've come around." I said.
He looked down, biting his lip.
"Well, me and the guys kind of had a fight." He said.
"Wow! Are you okay?" I asked, knowing how they could get.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It didn't turn into a fight. More like a heated discussion." Mike said.
I narrowed my eyes as I looked at him.
"Don't lie to me." I said.
He looked at me and smiled.
"It almost got there. Matt stopped it." He said.
I sighed with relief.
"What were you guys fighting about anyway?" I asked.
Mike looks down nervously.
"If they haven't talked to you about it, I would rather not say." He said quietly.
"Mike, please tell me. I know the guys inside and out. It must've been something bad if it almost turned into a fight. Please tell me." I pleaded.
"Well, they were warning me. About you." He said.
I looked at him with the most bewildered look on my face.
"About me?" I asked.
"About me and you." He said, looking at me.
I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about.
I looked at her and tried to find the right words to explain.
I didn't want to scare her off.
She sat looking at me, waiting for an answer.
"They warned me about trying to interfere with your relationship." I said, chickening out at the last minute.
There was no way I could tell her that I liked her.
If I told her the truth she would never speak to me again.
"Why would you interfere with my relationship?" She asked slowly.
"Well, I know I haven't known you that long, but, I care about you a lot. I don't want to see you get hurt." I said.
She was quiet for a moment and I was waiting for the moment she would jump up and storm out.
I looked down at my hands.
I was really shocked when I saw Cynthia's hand reach for mine.
I looked up into her face and she was smiling.
"I appreciate that you care about my well being, but, the guys worry about me enough. I don't need someone else to do it too." Cynthia said.
I looked down because I knew what was coming next.
She was going to tell me to fuck off.
"I could use another friend though." She said softly.
I looked up and the grin that covered my face was enormous.
"You can never have too many friends. You just have to promise me something." She said hesitantly.
"Anything." I said without thinking.
"You have to promise not to worry about me. This friendship is going to be about fun, and freedom, and anything else that might pop into our heads." Cynthia said with a smile.
I grinned back.
"I can try." I said.
Cynthia narrowed her eyes at me and I laughed at her lack of intimidation skills.
"Okay, okay. I won't worry about you. Much." I said, finally giving in.
She grinned again and stood up.
"Where are you going?" I asked quickly.
She smiled and grabbed my hand, dragging me out of my seat.
"We have to shake on it." She said with a childish grin on her face.
I couldn't help but smile at how beautiful she looked when her face lit up that way.
"Deal." I said, putting my hand out.
She grabbed my hand and shook it firmly.
"Deal." She repeated.
I smiled and she laughed, jumping into my arms and hugging me.
"We're going to be such great friends." She squeaked.
I hugged her back, liking the feel of her in my arms.
That's all we'd be.
She is in love with someone else and we will only ever be friends.
Why is that so hard for me to understand?