Friend Zoned

Kylie and Liam have been best friends since pre-school. They’ve faced all challenges together, and high school was the biggest challenge yet. Kylie had become a socialite; became everyone’s best friend. Every girl wanted to be her, and every guy wanted to be her boyfriend. Liam had ended up on the other side of the school’s spectrum. He had very little friends that he could trust. What happens when one event affects their relationship as friends? Could it bloom into something more, or will their friendship stay the same?


5. The Memorial Service

"How was Kylie's party?" Niall asked as we sat down at the table during lunch. Harry and Louis were still sitting with the cheerleaders. "I had fun." I said. Michaela walked over towards our direction, asking if she could sit with us. Zayn wasn't around and I told her she could sit with us.

She sat down in front of me, and not a second later, Zayn entered the cafeteria. "Michaela? What are you doing over here?" Zayn asked, sitting down. "I can't enjoy lunch with a new friend." She motioned to me and I looked at Zayn, shrugging a little.

"I guess it's okay that you can sit here." he said.

"Liam said he had 'fun' at Kylie's party." Niall told Zayn.

"Fun?" Zayn asked.

"She came over to my house and we watched a movie, then went out for ice cream. It's as simple as that." I said. It doesn't matter now I said, glancing over at the cheerleading table. I also let her wear one of my shirts. I thought to myself, but didn't say anything out loud. "We were just spending some quality friend time together."

"That's good you two are spending time together." Michaela said. "During practices, she could not stop talking about Louis."

"Louis is a fun guy." Zayn said.

"We know that, but a girl who talks about her boyfriend so much that it drives the rest of us crazy." she said. I looked up, catching Kylie looking over at our table and then we both looked away. She was walking over here.

"Hey guys and Michaela." Kylie smiled. "Liam, can we talk?" I nodded, getting up and followed her outside. We were out of anyone's ear range, but we could still be seen. "What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked her.

"I had a lot of fun on my birthday Saturday. Thanks for getting my mind off of everything that's happened." she said, looking down. "What happened?" I asked. What happened to the Kylie that would tell me everything? Now who's the one keeping secrets?

"My grandmother passed away." she said, then began to have tears in her eyes. I reached out and gave her a hug as she hugged me back. "I am so sorry." I said.

She pulled away only to have more tears in her eyes as she began to wipe them away. "I've never told anyone else, and I was going to tell you Saturday but we were having so much fun. I didn't want to ruin our date. My parents want to invite you to the memorial service.

"It'd be great if you'd go, so I'll have someone to talk to there afterwards." she said. I nodded and told her that I'd think about it and she hugged me again, thanking me. "The service is this Saturday at 3. You can meet me at my house and we can drive there together."

She pulled away, looking up at me. "I know we haven't been close lately. Louis tells me how much you've thought about me since middle school. I don't know... I just want us to be as close as we used to be. I want us to be able to trust each other again, and I know what I said hurt you Liam. You're probably still hurt from it, even after four years. I'll make it up somehow." she told me.

The bell rang, signaling that lunch had ended and we went our separate ways. Why was Kylie doing this? I entered Spanish class and sat down in my seat. Niall leaned over and asked why Kylie wanted to talk to me. I told him that I couldn't say what it was.

After Spanish ended, "Niall!" We both turned around as Erin ran over to us. "Can we talk?" she asked with a smile. Niall looked at me and I began to walk away which meant that he was on his own from there. I walked out to the parking lot and Louis was there. I wondered what he wanted now.

"What did you and Kylie talk about?" Louis asked. Did he have a right to know? "Nothing important." I answered with a shrug as Niall and the rest of the guys walked out to my car. "You can tell us." Zayn said.

"It's not my business to tell." I said. Of course they were watching Kylie and I talking outside during lunch. Probably the whole school was whispering about it in the hallways. Kylie and her friends walked out to greet us. "Are you guys available this weekend?" Dani asked.

"Liam and I can't hang out this weekend with you guys." Kylie said, looking over at me and back at her friends. "We have to go to a memorial service for a relative of mine who passed away. I could only invite one other person."

"Why did you pick Liam?" Dani asked who claimed she and Erin both knew Kylie for four years, longer than Louis and the other guys have. "I've known Liam since pre-school. We grew up together and we live a block from each other. I'm not forcing any of you to be friends with him." I knew the last part was directed towards her friends.

"What about the secret party you didn't tell us about?" Erin asked.

"My grandmother passed away, and I didn't want to constantly be asked about her. I didn't even want to talk about her for one day, otherwise I'd-" Her voice began cracking and tears began to fall. I was reluctant to hug her since Louis was there.

Louis reached out and hugged her, rubbing her back. That's what I would've done if she needed to be comforted. It made her feel better. "We're sorry Kylie." Dani said. Kylie pulled away from the hug, wiping her tears away. "Liam, can you take me home?" she asked me.

I nodded, then looked at Niall who shrugged like he was okay with the idea of Kylie riding with us. The three of us got in my car while everyone else walked away. "Where's your car?" I asked Kylie as I began to drive down the street.

"My dad took my car and so I had to get a ride from Louis." she said.

I dropped Niall off at his house and then it was a long car ride to Kylie's house. I parked in front of her house. "Do you want to come in?" she asked. I hesitated to answer as she slightly shook her head and smiled, "Force of habit. I'll see you around Liam, and don't forget - Saturday."

She got out of the car and walked up the front steps to her door. As soon as she entered, I drove down the street to my house and parked the car in the driveway.


That Saturday, I went to Kylie's house and rang the door bell. The door opened and Kylie's mom, Alicia answered the door. "Liam honey, it's so good to see you." she smiled, hugging me as I hugged her back with a smile. "It's good to see you too." I said, pulling away.

"Glad you could join us." Kylie's dad, George smiled as he shook hands with me. "Glad to be here sir." I smiled. Kylie entered the living room where we were all gathered. "Liam, glad that you're here." she smiled, reaching out and gave me a hug.

Kylie's parents took a separate car while we got in Kylie's car to drive down to where the service was being held. Once we reached the place, we sat down in the chairs. I had only met Kylie's grandmother a few times, and from just meeting her, she was a very sweet lady.

Being surrounded with Kylie's family hardly made me feel uncomfortable because I've known Kylie for so long that it seemed like was a part of her family. We gathered around as the casket as it was being placed into the ground.

Kylie stood beside me with tears streaming down her cheeks and I wrapped an arm around her shoulders. I gently rubbed her arm to let her know everything was going to be alright.

After the memorial service, Kylie and I began to walk back to her car. Once we got in, she turned to me and said, "Thanks again for coming Liam. I bet you that grandma's up there looking down at us and smiling, happy that all the people she loves came together for her funeral."

As she began to drive down the street, I did have to agree with her grandmother. I was just happy to be with Kylie, but I wondered if she was truly happy to be with me. I was still doubting myself after what she had said to me earlier about us not being close like we used to.

Should I forgive her? Should I forget about what happened four years before high school even started? I was still unsure, knowing that it wasn't going to be easy to forget the words she said to me. I couldn't forgive her just yet.

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