"Hey," I tell her while I rub the back of my neck. I'm so nervous right now. "Hey, bestie," she smiles at me. I return her smile but it's a small one. "Okay, so um- will you go on a date with me?" I ask her. She looks up at me then frowns. Oh no, that's a horrible sign. My heart is beating so fast it could jump out of my chest and run a marathon right now.
"You know I think of you just as a friend, right," she asks, a daunting look on her face. My face fell when she said that. I let out a sigh and rest my head on the wall behind me.
Then why'd you kiss me Friday, h/n?" I asked her. "I'm sorry If that made you feel like I had feelings for you-" "H/n, you only kiss people on the lips if you're attracted to them or have some type of feelings," I cut her off. "Y/n, I had a moment of weakness," she says.
"A moment of weakness," I say but it comes out more of a question. She stays quiet and broke eye contact. I close my eyes, giving my brain a minute to grasp the situation.
"So you made a mistake then," I said, sounding defeated. She shakes her head, not wanting to give me a verbal answer. I bob my head, a sad smile graces my lips, " It's all good, h/n," I say.
Quietness took over us. She's sitting on the couch and me sitting on the ground with my back against the wall and head tilted.
"I should leave," she says. And I knew at that moment the friendship was over. H/n was always running away from her problems and that' exactly what she would do with this. "Okay see you later," I tell her.
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HER POV
Closing my door, I slipped down it and sat on the floor. I had to reject h/n. I couldn't break him, he's the only good in my life. I just can't pull him into my darkness. He deserves so much more than me. I friend-zoned him, the worse of all rejections. He isn't just a friend to me, I'm madly in love with him.
He was to not like- like me anymore. It'll hurt when he finds someone else, someone better but I'll survive. A tear falls down my face, as I think more and more about the fact that I can't be with him.
But what I didn't know was that is the beginning of my misery,
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Next day
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. It was 2:30 in the morning. "Hello," I said as I accepted the call. "Uh - hi, is this y/n?" I feminine voice says. "Yes, this is her," I answered. "I'm calling from the St. Cinclear Hospital," the voice says. Immediately my heart drops as my brain comes up with a bunch of unwanted scenarios.
"You're listed for an emergency contact for h/n, he has been in a terrible car accident, and is in critical condition," the supposed nurse says. Tears begin to fall like a cursed river. "'Are you there miss?" The voice asks. "Um - yes, I'll be there," I tell the person and hang up.
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"Hi I'm y/n and I'm here for h/n," I say to the woman at the front desk. "I'll let the doctor know, you're here," she says. "okay, thank you," I tell her.
I let out a heavy sigh as I sat down in one of the seats. I just hope he's okay.
Around 20 minutes later a doctor walk in. "Is y/n here?" A doctor asks. I looked up hearing my name. "I'm here," I replied as I walked over to him. "I'm sorry to tell you, but h/n didn't make it," the doctor says. "He's gone," I said in disbelief. I rub my hands down my face. No, he can't be dead, I was with him a few hours ago.
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"I love you," I say as I stand in front of his grave. I miss him so much it hurts. I died the day he did. I don't even bother to wipe away the tears anymore. I feel like I'm to blame for his death in some way. The day I reject him, he dies a few hours later.
I wish I had told him I loved him when I had the chance to...
- 𝔂𝔁𝔂 <3 𝓔𝓵𝓵𝓮
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