thirteen.

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I sat on my own; for once. Tristan had been bugging me about Brad, non of them seem to realize we are just friends. But I guess after thinking about it myself I don't think that the feelings I have for brad are the same as I have for James or Connor. And I'm close with them. I hate this feeling, being in the dark. No: stop thinking. Just forget about it; I'm not in love. I laughed for awhile, in love. I laughed more. I shook my head and looked around. I sighed, my mind wondered what Brad was thinking about. I know he thinks a lot, he tells me it's home but I think there's more to it. Maybe I should talk to him, besides I still haven't told him everything. Maybe I should explain how I feel; how do I feel? I looked to the floor, I hate lies... People lying, lying to yourself.. But sometimes the truth sucks too, You don't always want the truth and I know I don't right now because I know what it is. I have fallen, fallen hard. I promised myself i would never let it come over me, or take control but it has. He's taken control. And when I add all this up it equals to one possible answer.

Brad.

But we can't be more, we can only be friends.

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