Always.
Thanks.
“Liam.” I whisper with a slight crack in my voice.
“Kelly, are you okay?” he asked.
I nodded and realized he couldn’t see me, which was okay because it was a lie. “No…” the dream was everything. “You were right.” I sob. “Liam, you’re right.”
I was in love with him; Harry. I’m in love with my best friend.
“Do you want me to come over?”
“Uh,” I choked out, unable to even think clearly enough to form a proper sentence. “N-no. You don’t have to Liam. I didn’t even mean to wake you up I don’t know why I called.” I managed to say the words but they came out a jumbled mess.
“Hey Kelly,” he whispered, voice sounding so soothing over the phone. “I’ll be over soon. It’s no problem, really.” In the background I could hear his keys clanging together and light switches.
“You’re sure? You really don’t have to.” I say into the phone, leaning my head into my forehead.
“Hundred percent.” He says, and then I hear the door close and listen to him walk around in silence and open a door before his engine starts. I sigh deeply into the phone, and squeeze my eyes shut. “Ericson, don’t do anything stupid before I get there.” I appreciate the apparent lightness of his voice, trying to make me laugh.
It worked, a light chuckle escaped through my deep breaths. “No promises, Bad Ass Liam.” I whisper with a small smile.
“I’ll be there soon, alright?”
“Alright. I’ll be here… Sitting. Not doing anything stupid.”
“Do not go over to Harry’s.” he orders.
“Didn’t even think about it.” I say honestly and lie down on my bed, letting my head sink in to the fluffy white pillows.
“Damn it, now you probably are.”
I giggle when I hear him sigh. “No Liam, I’m fine.” I pause. “Are you driving and talking to me on the phone? That’s distracted driving.” I say.
“You’re on speaker Ericson. My phone isn’t even in my hand.” He says, reminding me of when Harry turned 16 and got his license. He was so excited the first time he got to drive by himself; he’d called me up as soon as he got into the car.
“Kelly! I got it, I fucking got my license. Now we can travel the world…” I waited for him to finish in silence, rolling my eyes at him though he couldn’t see. “Right then, maybe not the world maybe just here and Branson or Springfield for now.” He says.
“Sounds like a good idea to me.” I shrug, pulling my shirt over my head.
“So, I’m going to come pick you up and then we can go party… or just to the docks.” His answers make me giggle, knowing that he has some very farfetched ideas. “I’ll be there in five, are you ready?” he asks.
“Actually, I can’t. Me and mom are going to have a picnic at the park.” I smile into the phone, pulling my socks up over my feet.
“You haven’t done that in a while.” He says.
“I know. I’m excited, it should be good. It’s going to be just how we used to do it.” I sit on my bed and smile looking straight ahead.
“Between the two trees?” he asks.
“And with the butterfly sandwiches.” I say.
“I can practically hear your smile, Kel.”
We sit in silence for a while, only listening to the sound on the other side of the line when I remember he’s driving. “Harry, are you talking on the phone and driving? Do you know how dangerous that is? You literally just got your license and your risking your life by talking to me!” I nearly shout.
“Relax, Kel. I have it on speaker. Plus I’d be just as distracted, if not more if you were in this car with me.” He says, and I know he probably has his elbow on the center console and his first finger between his teeth.
“Alright, then.” I smile.
“Kelly Roo, Are you ready?” my mom’s voice echoes through the house.
“Yea mom, I’ll be there in a sec.” I shout back, moving the speaker of the phone from my mouth then back again. “K Harry I’ve got to go. You can chauffeur me around tomorrow?”
Harry laughs on the other side of the phone. “That’s not happening.”
“Yea, Yea. Ok, bye!” I drag out the last word ready to hang up the phone.
“Bye, love. Tomorrow!” he says before I hang up to finish getting ready.
“Ok, fine. Well, I’m going to hang up. I’ll see you when you get here.” My voice is back to a whisper again.
“I’ll be there soon.” He says and then I hang up the phone.
Part of me now just wanted to call up Harry or walk over and see him but I knew that probably would not be the best idea in my current state. How could I actually be in love with my best friend? I guess it isn’t that hard, everyone falls in love with their best friend supposedly. I had just never thought about it before, about falling in love Harry.
I thought that was a tale or some kind of story people tell or even a fantasy that happens in movies and stories. Never did I ever imagine this; being curled up in my bed thinking about how much I want to be with him, and how I wish Liam would get here quicker. I know it’s wrong, I know that this could potentially ruin our friendship if he didn’t feel the same about me as I feel about him.
That’s why I can’t tell him, I can’t let him know that I just want to be with him. Especially after only a dream about him, it was a dream. . . a dream about Harry.
Oh my God! Why is this happening? I think I’m in love with him because I had a dream about hissing him one time.
*ring ring ring*
I grab my phone and wipe away the tears with my left palm. “Yea, Liam.” I breathe.
“Hey, your dad is home and the living room lights are on.”
“Oh. Okay. Are you in the front?”
“Yea.”
“Okay, my window is the third one on the right okay? I’ll open it.” I tell him, getting out of bed.
“I feel like I’m doing something illegal.” He whispered, causing my to laugh lightly.
“You’ll be fine, Liam.” I say and walk over to my door to lock it just in case dad decides to be an actual parent for the night.
When I turn from the door I hear Liam, grunting, trying to get into my room before he’s in.
“Hi.” I whisper once we make eye contact.
“Hey.”
Silence takes over the room as we stare at each other and I am reminded again why he came over. I sigh and move my eyes to the ground and notice adidas slides he has on his feet with white socks. I pair of flannel pajamas and a black hoodie cover his body.
I let out a noise making aware that the situation I put him in is unbelievable. “God, I am so sorry I made you come here at- 1 am?!” I say looking at the clock. “Liam, I had no idea. I wasn’t thinking when I called I just, I was just and then I just needed to talk and you said I could so I did and 1 am?”
My head was in my hand again before my fingers pinched the bridge of my nose. I didn’t notice Liam move forward until his arms were around me. “I wouldn’t have come if I didn’t want to.” he said into the side of my head. Suddenly I felt even worse because my hair had been put into a bun and it was probably attacking him.
With a deep breath I moved my arms that were tucked between our chest and wrapped them around him. Usually with Harry this would feel different, but with Liam it was okay and friendly. For some reason I actually trusted him though I hadn’t really known him that long. Maybe it was the fact that he wouldn’t kiss me because he thought that I was in love with Harry and that he was in love with me. I don’t think he’s completely correct still, and I wouldn’t be having this problem right now if he hadn’t put it in my mind but what am I going to do about it now?
“Do you want to talk?” he asked, loosening his arms around me.
I sniffled, “uh.” Then thought about talking to Liam and realized I didn’t want to. Not about what I know he wants to talk about at least. “No.” I whisper and pull my hand away from him, ending the hug. “Can we just talk about something else?” I ask looking towards the ground.
“Of course we can.” I look up and see his smile, it’s not his squinty-eyed smile but it will do.
I looked around my still dimly lit bedroom. “Uhm,” I walked towards my bed and straightened up the comforter on my bed. “You can, uh, you can sit.” I gesture toward the bed and take a seat crossing my legs.
“Thanks.” He says and sits down on the bed across from me.
I stare at my hands that are placed in my lap and mess with my fingers.
“So,” we both break the silence at the same time.
“You go first,” I say shaking my head.
“I was just wondering what you wanted to talk about?” he said.
“Oh, I was just going to say… I don’t really know what I was going to say. Tell me about you, I guess.” I shrug and grab one of my pillows and pull it into my chest.
“Alright, I’m not sure what you want to know, so I’ll just start from my earliest memory. I was conceived in the back of a gas station in-”
“Liam!” I laugh.
“Alright, Alright.” He says and he leans on his elbow on my bed. “I guess I’m from California. Lived there until I was about 3 years old then my parents split up so me and my sister moved here with my mom. Of all the places, we go from California to Missouri. My mom eventually found a guy about 5 years ago and we all moved in together. It was very confusing. My oldest sister stayed with my dad and my youngest came with us but she moved out. Now it’s just me and my step-sister. . . She is not really my step sister since out parents never really married. I also go to California during the summer time and spend time with my dad.
“He’s the one who is a fan of sports. Even from another state he’s always pushed me to do sports. He comes down once in a while to watch. He’s even tried to convince me to move out there with him a couple of times but I wouldn’t go. I was happy here. And my dad has it pretty will off; he’s got this huge house and money that I can only dream of having. I think what he doesn’t understand is that he may have everything he’s ever wanted, but nothing he’ll ever need.” He shrugs.
“Wow. That was beautiful… I mean the last part was. Are you more of a family man?” I ask.
“Yea.” He looks away thoughtfully and then back up at me. “What about you?”
“I uh.. no. Not really. I guess I used to be.” I say. “But things change.”
“Like what?” he asked, but I’m not in the mood to talk about it.
“Uh, I don’t really-”
“want to talk about it.” He finishes. “Alright then. Some other time maybe.” He suggests/
“Maybe some other time.” I repeat in a quieter tone. “Uh, do you want to watch a movie or tv show or something on Netflix?” I ask, reaching to my nightstand from my laptop.
“Yea. Sure. What have you been watching?”
“Just How I Met Your Mother.” I pull up Netflix in google chrome and wait for the account names to pop up and see Harry’s. With a deep breath I click on my icon.
“Sounds good.” He says.
I nod and stand to hook my computer up to my tv. “Uh, you can get comfortable. There are more blankets in the closet.” I say, pointing to the right of my window. “Or you can just stay there.” I shrug and climb into the bed. I get underneath the covers while he stays over them.
“I’ll leave when you fall asleep.” He said as I got comfortable.
“You can stay, Liam. It’s late.” I whisper, watching the light of the television screen blinking my eyes multiple times in a row. I listen to him hum an okay before my eyes fully close. “Liam?” I whisper.
“Yea?”
“Thanks for coming over tonight.” I say, digging my head further into the pillow.
“It’s no problem.” He says before I finally fall asleep.
“Kelly, are you okay?” he asked.
I nodded and realized he couldn’t see me, which was okay because it was a lie. “No…” the dream was everything. “You were right.” I sob. “Liam, you’re right.”
I was in love with him; Harry. I’m in love with my best friend.
“Do you want me to come over?”
“Uh,” I choked out, unable to even think clearly enough to form a proper sentence. “N-no. You don’t have to Liam. I didn’t even mean to wake you up I don’t know why I called.” I managed to say the words but they came out a jumbled mess.
“Hey Kelly,” he whispered, voice sounding so soothing over the phone. “I’ll be over soon. It’s no problem, really.” In the background I could hear his keys clanging together and light switches.
“You’re sure? You really don’t have to.” I say into the phone, leaning my head into my forehead.
“Hundred percent.” He says, and then I hear the door close and listen to him walk around in silence and open a door before his engine starts. I sigh deeply into the phone, and squeeze my eyes shut. “Ericson, don’t do anything stupid before I get there.” I appreciate the apparent lightness of his voice, trying to make me laugh.
It worked, a light chuckle escaped through my deep breaths. “No promises, Bad Ass Liam.” I whisper with a small smile.
“I’ll be there soon, alright?”
“Alright. I’ll be here… Sitting. Not doing anything stupid.”
“Do not go over to Harry’s.” he orders.
“Didn’t even think about it.” I say honestly and lie down on my bed, letting my head sink in to the fluffy white pillows.
“Damn it, now you probably are.”
I giggle when I hear him sigh. “No Liam, I’m fine.” I pause. “Are you driving and talking to me on the phone? That’s distracted driving.” I say.
“You’re on speaker Ericson. My phone isn’t even in my hand.” He says, reminding me of when Harry turned 16 and got his license. He was so excited the first time he got to drive by himself; he’d called me up as soon as he got into the car.
“Kelly! I got it, I fucking got my license. Now we can travel the world…” I waited for him to finish in silence, rolling my eyes at him though he couldn’t see. “Right then, maybe not the world maybe just here and Branson or Springfield for now.” He says.
“Sounds like a good idea to me.” I shrug, pulling my shirt over my head.
“So, I’m going to come pick you up and then we can go party… or just to the docks.” His answers make me giggle, knowing that he has some very farfetched ideas. “I’ll be there in five, are you ready?” he asks.
“Actually, I can’t. Me and mom are going to have a picnic at the park.” I smile into the phone, pulling my socks up over my feet.
“You haven’t done that in a while.” He says.
“I know. I’m excited, it should be good. It’s going to be just how we used to do it.” I sit on my bed and smile looking straight ahead.
“Between the two trees?” he asks.
“And with the butterfly sandwiches.” I say.
“I can practically hear your smile, Kel.”
We sit in silence for a while, only listening to the sound on the other side of the line when I remember he’s driving. “Harry, are you talking on the phone and driving? Do you know how dangerous that is? You literally just got your license and your risking your life by talking to me!” I nearly shout.
“Relax, Kel. I have it on speaker. Plus I’d be just as distracted, if not more if you were in this car with me.” He says, and I know he probably has his elbow on the center console and his first finger between his teeth.
“Alright, then.” I smile.
“Kelly Roo, Are you ready?” my mom’s voice echoes through the house.
“Yea mom, I’ll be there in a sec.” I shout back, moving the speaker of the phone from my mouth then back again. “K Harry I’ve got to go. You can chauffeur me around tomorrow?”
Harry laughs on the other side of the phone. “That’s not happening.”
“Yea, Yea. Ok, bye!” I drag out the last word ready to hang up the phone.
“Bye, love. Tomorrow!” he says before I hang up to finish getting ready.
“Ok, fine. Well, I’m going to hang up. I’ll see you when you get here.” My voice is back to a whisper again.
“I’ll be there soon.” He says and then I hang up the phone.
Part of me now just wanted to call up Harry or walk over and see him but I knew that probably would not be the best idea in my current state. How could I actually be in love with my best friend? I guess it isn’t that hard, everyone falls in love with their best friend supposedly. I had just never thought about it before, about falling in love Harry.
I thought that was a tale or some kind of story people tell or even a fantasy that happens in movies and stories. Never did I ever imagine this; being curled up in my bed thinking about how much I want to be with him, and how I wish Liam would get here quicker. I know it’s wrong, I know that this could potentially ruin our friendship if he didn’t feel the same about me as I feel about him.
That’s why I can’t tell him, I can’t let him know that I just want to be with him. Especially after only a dream about him, it was a dream. . . a dream about Harry.
Oh my God! Why is this happening? I think I’m in love with him because I had a dream about hissing him one time.
*ring ring ring*
I grab my phone and wipe away the tears with my left palm. “Yea, Liam.” I breathe.
“Hey, your dad is home and the living room lights are on.”
“Oh. Okay. Are you in the front?”
“Yea.”
“Okay, my window is the third one on the right okay? I’ll open it.” I tell him, getting out of bed.
“I feel like I’m doing something illegal.” He whispered, causing my to laugh lightly.
“You’ll be fine, Liam.” I say and walk over to my door to lock it just in case dad decides to be an actual parent for the night.
When I turn from the door I hear Liam, grunting, trying to get into my room before he’s in.
“Hi.” I whisper once we make eye contact.
“Hey.”
Silence takes over the room as we stare at each other and I am reminded again why he came over. I sigh and move my eyes to the ground and notice adidas slides he has on his feet with white socks. I pair of flannel pajamas and a black hoodie cover his body.
I let out a noise making aware that the situation I put him in is unbelievable. “God, I am so sorry I made you come here at- 1 am?!” I say looking at the clock. “Liam, I had no idea. I wasn’t thinking when I called I just, I was just and then I just needed to talk and you said I could so I did and 1 am?”
My head was in my hand again before my fingers pinched the bridge of my nose. I didn’t notice Liam move forward until his arms were around me. “I wouldn’t have come if I didn’t want to.” he said into the side of my head. Suddenly I felt even worse because my hair had been put into a bun and it was probably attacking him.
With a deep breath I moved my arms that were tucked between our chest and wrapped them around him. Usually with Harry this would feel different, but with Liam it was okay and friendly. For some reason I actually trusted him though I hadn’t really known him that long. Maybe it was the fact that he wouldn’t kiss me because he thought that I was in love with Harry and that he was in love with me. I don’t think he’s completely correct still, and I wouldn’t be having this problem right now if he hadn’t put it in my mind but what am I going to do about it now?
“Do you want to talk?” he asked, loosening his arms around me.
I sniffled, “uh.” Then thought about talking to Liam and realized I didn’t want to. Not about what I know he wants to talk about at least. “No.” I whisper and pull my hand away from him, ending the hug. “Can we just talk about something else?” I ask looking towards the ground.
“Of course we can.” I look up and see his smile, it’s not his squinty-eyed smile but it will do.
I looked around my still dimly lit bedroom. “Uhm,” I walked towards my bed and straightened up the comforter on my bed. “You can, uh, you can sit.” I gesture toward the bed and take a seat crossing my legs.
“Thanks.” He says and sits down on the bed across from me.
I stare at my hands that are placed in my lap and mess with my fingers.
“So,” we both break the silence at the same time.
“You go first,” I say shaking my head.
“I was just wondering what you wanted to talk about?” he said.
“Oh, I was just going to say… I don’t really know what I was going to say. Tell me about you, I guess.” I shrug and grab one of my pillows and pull it into my chest.
“Alright, I’m not sure what you want to know, so I’ll just start from my earliest memory. I was conceived in the back of a gas station in-”
“Liam!” I laugh.
“Alright, Alright.” He says and he leans on his elbow on my bed. “I guess I’m from California. Lived there until I was about 3 years old then my parents split up so me and my sister moved here with my mom. Of all the places, we go from California to Missouri. My mom eventually found a guy about 5 years ago and we all moved in together. It was very confusing. My oldest sister stayed with my dad and my youngest came with us but she moved out. Now it’s just me and my step-sister. . . She is not really my step sister since out parents never really married. I also go to California during the summer time and spend time with my dad.
“He’s the one who is a fan of sports. Even from another state he’s always pushed me to do sports. He comes down once in a while to watch. He’s even tried to convince me to move out there with him a couple of times but I wouldn’t go. I was happy here. And my dad has it pretty will off; he’s got this huge house and money that I can only dream of having. I think what he doesn’t understand is that he may have everything he’s ever wanted, but nothing he’ll ever need.” He shrugs.
“Wow. That was beautiful… I mean the last part was. Are you more of a family man?” I ask.
“Yea.” He looks away thoughtfully and then back up at me. “What about you?”
“I uh.. no. Not really. I guess I used to be.” I say. “But things change.”
“Like what?” he asked, but I’m not in the mood to talk about it.
“Uh, I don’t really-”
“want to talk about it.” He finishes. “Alright then. Some other time maybe.” He suggests/
“Maybe some other time.” I repeat in a quieter tone. “Uh, do you want to watch a movie or tv show or something on Netflix?” I ask, reaching to my nightstand from my laptop.
“Yea. Sure. What have you been watching?”
“Just How I Met Your Mother.” I pull up Netflix in google chrome and wait for the account names to pop up and see Harry’s. With a deep breath I click on my icon.
“Sounds good.” He says.
I nod and stand to hook my computer up to my tv. “Uh, you can get comfortable. There are more blankets in the closet.” I say, pointing to the right of my window. “Or you can just stay there.” I shrug and climb into the bed. I get underneath the covers while he stays over them.
“I’ll leave when you fall asleep.” He said as I got comfortable.
“You can stay, Liam. It’s late.” I whisper, watching the light of the television screen blinking my eyes multiple times in a row. I listen to him hum an okay before my eyes fully close. “Liam?” I whisper.
“Yea?”
“Thanks for coming over tonight.” I say, digging my head further into the pillow.
“It’s no problem.” He says before I finally fall asleep.
Notes
Sorry it took so long. Thank you for reading and commenting and all of that jazz. A couple votes from 60 and a couple subscribers from 80! Hope this chapter was okay and not too boring for you. Oh and thanks for the congrats. My graduation went well! Tell me what you think below please! I'll update soon!Laters, baby.
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