It Hurts. Every time I see them together, I am reminded that I can't have her. I am just her best friend. To her, I am only a small part of her life. But to me, she is my whole world. I want her to notice me the way I notice her, I want her to look at me the way she looks at Jesse. But that won't happen. It never will. (Trigger Warning) This story is very depressing but it's not a tragedy. This is a Bechloe story.