AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend
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ivate property, and there was no reason for Valerie's car to be parked her
e night she ruined my dress and h
verthinking this. There must
e. There should be a good reason, right?" I murm
ok a deep breath and also got out. He then moved to retrieve my luggag
up almost
rolling off his tongue in t
skipped
I felt a part excitement and a part nervousness. This vacation meant everything to me. And with Dylan's pa
is voice returned, this ti
ht ahead. Yo
Thane, calmly walking toward me, his signature charm
ath hi
ter in ways I wished it wouldn't. That smile, his charming dimples that made him more handsome that eve
new it, I
reality. I blinked rapidly, realizing Dylan was now standin
ks burned with
.." I gasped,
you staring at? You looked way too lost to be looking a
," I lied, looking
row. "Mhm. If
he slung an arm around my shoul
fore you turn into a prett
video games, and staying up late talking about random things. The second day was just as amazing, and
es while I stayed back to set things up. Not long after he
But after the fifth ring, curiosity got the best of me. I climbed the stairs and pushe
but the moment I saw the name on the
ler
n particularly close or at least, that's what I thought. Shaking off t
something else t
wall
ight, long silk hair, bright blue eyes and s
gh I didn't know who she was or
me more self conscious about my body whi
e on his wallpaper. I mean, why would I even dream of being on his screen when I wa
ned fat. I tried to go on a diet control but it
en diary laying on his bed, its pages filled with his neat handwriting
What could he possibly be writ
lipping through t
yes because it had my name written in it and I felt gidd
l her. She's always been around, and I feel responsible f
My hands trembled a
nd her openly without offending Valerie. That's why
d as hot tears
all bee
ays be there for me, it was all a lie. He never saw me the way I saw him.
ffle my sobs. The pain in my chest w
been s
ry bags in hand, his face instantly darkening with realization. His e
whisper. He set the bags down and took
"What exactly are you going to explain, Dylan? That I w
with guilt. "I d
. "You never did! You just felt sorry for me. Is tha
it's not
rs hurt. "Tell me how it felt to stand there and watch while I was bullied. Tell me
s hair, exhaling sharply. "
y possible, Dylan. You broke every trust I had for you. I thought I meant somethin
t say that. You're not a fool," he said, his voice desperate. "You
"You never wanted me to
enc
ed at his side as his slowly knuckles turned white, and his Adam Ap
everything I
my hoodie, swallowing the lump in
this shit out, you know. I beg of you to just let me explain!" He pleaded
ing him. Dreaming abo
rn how to live withou