Something More
"Frankie!" Skye yells as she throws herself on top of me.
"Hey, boo," I smile as I ruffle her hair. "What are you so excited about?"
She smirks at me. "I got tickets for us to go see Panic! At The Disco!!!"
I can't believe my ears. I adore Panic! and Skye is taking me to see them? Best day ever.
"Oh my god! I love you so much right now!"
"I love you too, Frankie."
I take a sneaky look at her, the way her slightly wavy hair falls just over her stormy blue eyes, and envy her kissable lips. She's so perfect, and I have the biggest crush on her, but I don't think she knows. I wish that I could just ask her out, but it's not that simple. For one, she has a boyfriend. And she is my best friend. I don't want to ruin our friendship by admitting I that I have a serious crush on her. She's always play flirting with me and it drives me crazy.
"Oh and Frankie?"
I jerk out of my thoughts at the sound of her voice.
"Yeeees?"
"Alex said that he loves me and wants to be with me forever! It's sooo cute!"
The knife of jealousy and regret twists deeper inside my stomach.
"Cool."
"What's wrong? Don't you like Alex?"
"No, Skye, he's fine. And when you marry him I'm going to get drunk at your wedding and go off snogging some random girl. And you'll get embarrassed on my behalf."
Oh yes, Skye knows very well that I'm mostly gay. As she puts it, I'm straight enough to be able to admire a dick pic, but gay enough to give an honest, non-horny opinion on it. So she shows me all of Alex's.
Jesus, I want to fuck that girl so bad.