Best Fake Friend.

Dear Diary,
I'm storm and I've just turned sixteen. I'm in love with my best-friend Blake. I don't know what to do. His girlfriend is the definition of S.L.U.T. She constantly starts her crap with me. I just don't understand what he sees in her. I wish, just wish he could be mine.


1. He's My Best-Friend.

Dear Diary,

Blake and I have been best-friends since I can remember. What do I do? I'm in love with him. I don't know what it is. It could be where he's so handsome, charming and loving now, whereas when we were a lot younger he was a bit defiant and dodgy with me and other individuals. The only problem is, I don't think he feels the same way. I mean, I know he loves me as a sister, but I don't think he loves me the same way I love him. He even has a girlfriend who is the biggest slut in our school and by what I know she has already cheated twice. I know this because I walked in on her once and see text messages another time. I've told him and told him and told him but he won't listen. I love this boy so much and I don't want to see him get hurt. I would do anything for him and that's a promise. His eyes are so dreamy and his hair is so soft. Sorry if this is making me sound like a bit of a mushy loser, or a pervert/stalker, but trust me I'm not. I just notice some of the amazing features about him, them being some of them. 

He doesn't realize the way I feel. I constantly try to hide it. If he asks me why I do something for him all I ever say is, "Dude! You're my brother! I'm just looking out for you!" Or something along them lines. We did sleep together once, but we were both drunk, and in the morning we both regretted it and agreed not to speak about it again. We were fourteen when that happened. Since we agreed not to mention it, we haven't. He now has his own relationships but I don't really have mine because of my desire to be with him. I suppose I feel if I wait around long enough, he'll feel the same way and come running back to me. The more I think about it, the more it feels like just a dream, no-where near reality. Although, if what I want to happen does happen at all, then I'm going to feel the need to get someone to pinch me, and that's for definite. 

I hate not being able to tell him how I feel. It gets me down pretty much everyday. Then again, as the saying goes, 'If it's meant to be, it will always find a way'. That's the phrase that keeps me going in and out of life everyday. That's the phrase that stops me doing silly stuff. I just wish he would forget everyone else and be with me, just me, forever and ever.

Well I'm going to go to bed now, 
It's been a long day.


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