"Right, see you later then." Arthur told me, waving goodbye as we parted ways.
"Okay, later!" I called out, waving back to him.
Huh. My face was hurting all of a sudden. I recognized the pain as one that happens when you smile too much. I found that strange; I didn't think I'd been smiling that much. But I mean, if anyone could make me smile, it'd be Arthur....
N-now don't get the wrong idea! I'll admit, Arthur's rather... handsome, and a real charmer, but I do not have any romantic interest in him! We're just really good friends, all right?
"Hey, _______!" a familiar voice called out. I turned around.
"Hey, Alfred!" I replied, stopping so he could catch up to me.
"Dude, we still on for game night tonight?"
Just a little note; when he says "game night", he means video games, not board games. I wonder if people still even have the other kind of game night... Man, I feel old...
Oh crap, that's tonight? My place is a total mess! No way I can let him come over!
"I'm sorry, Alfred, but I need to do some serious cleaning before I let anyone over. But uh... we can play online!"
He pouted. "That's not as fun!"
"I know, I'm sorry. But my place really looks like sheep shit in shallow water."
"Hmph. I bet you'd let me come over if I was Arthur."
Okay, let's pause and go over all the things wrong with that statement.
1. I only plan on making my house presentable, and I'd never let Arthur over unless it was spotless. Otherwise I'd die of embarrassment.
2. Arthur's not that into video games, so I wouldn't invite him for game night.
3. Alfred is implying in his own oh-so-subtle way that I have feelings for Arthur... And I don't!
"How many times do I have to tell you I don't like him like that?!" I growled.
"Hmm... Until it stops being a lie. Which will be never." he winked
Guys, come on. Is it hard to see why I prefer Arthur's company? He'd never act like this!
"It's not a lie! Now look, I'm going home. The offer for game night still stands. Otherwise, talk to you later." I said, walking away.
Guilt consumed me as I finished cleaning. I totally forgot about Alfred! As soon as I remember, I rush to my computer.
He's not on. I feel even guiltier. Then I notice I have a message from him. Figuring it was an apology for not staying or him chewing me out, I open it, ready to apologize either way.
But... It doesn't say anything like that. Instead it reads:
This song reminds me of you
Is... Is he hitting on me? Wow, maybe he had ulterior motives for saying what he said. I click the link, curious.
... This butthole. It's a link to a rather famous song... See if you can figure out what it is.
If there's a prize for rotten judgement
I guess I've already won that
Boy was that true. I've been in 3 relationships so far, and they all ended horribly. The first guy was just a fucking psycho who didn't know how to deal with his emotions and actually treat a girl right. He didn't even have the balls to break up with me properly; I had to find out from a friend of his.
Who ended up being my second boyfriend. I know, I know, that's a no-no, but I was inexperienced, emotional from a summer of ambiguity caused by my ex, and well... Damn, the guy charmed me. But he only wanted me (and multiple girls) to help him get back with this crazy bitch he has an on off relationship with.
The third hurt the most, because it lasted the longest. Around the end of the relationship he became a dick. He'd ignore me, knowing how I hated it because of the first guy, to manipulate me into doing what he wanted. Thank God it didn't include sex.
No man is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that
Well yeah, that's pretty much how I feel after all that.
Who you think you're kidding?
He's the Earth and heaven to you
Okay, we're good friends. Really good friends. It's not like I think about him all the time... Well, not in a romantic way... Okay fine; I do. B-but that's natural, right?
Try to keep it hidden,
Honey, we can see right through you
I don't think I'm hiding anything, thank you very little.
Girl, ya can't conceal it
We know how ya feel and
Who you're thinking of
... Woah, freaky. At this line I realize once again I am thinking of him. His eyes, his voice, those strangely adorable brows that he hates...
No chance, no way
I won't say it, no, no
Y-yeah, you go girl! You're independent; like me.
You swoon, you sigh
why deny it, uh-oh
Ugh, this argument.
It's too cliche
I won't say I'm in love
That was always my favorite part of this song. I liked how she wasn't so easy with her heart, like all the others. And I wanna be the same!
I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
Boy, ain't that the truth.
My head is screaming get a grip, girl
Unless you're dying to cry your heart out
You know, if Arthur and I did take our relationship to the next level, and things didn't work out, I don't think he'd hurt me the way the others did... Not that it's gonna happen! I mean, I don't even know if he feels that way about me! Yet another reason not to chance it.
You keep on denying
Who you are and how you're feeling
Baby, we're not buying
Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling
Oh God, that reminds me of this one time Arthur and I were out stargazing. Don't ask how, but I tripped and ended up accidentally kissing him. It was actually kind of nice; even if neither of us really reciprocated it... I wonder if Alfred was somehow involved.
Face it like a grown-up
When you gonna own up
That you got, got, got it bad
Oh, well look who's calling the kettle black! I may have my moments, but I'm way more mature than Alfred. Not that that's difficult or anything.
Whoa No chance, now way
I won't say it, no, no
That's how I'm feeling, but I know she'll give up in the end. Kind of disappointing, but it's such a sweet moment the girly-girl in me can't help but go "Awwwww"
Give up, give in
Check the grin you're in love
Does that mean I should give up? Arthur is a really great guy after all... Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Hell, it might even be something beautiful...
This scene won't play,
I won't say I'm in love
I shake my head. That's not real; things don't work out that way all the time. It's not worth it.
You're doin flips read our lips
You're in love
Still, I have to admit, the whole time this song has been playing, I've been imagining it. I have to admit, I've done this before, without provocation. I have to admit... There's a chance Alfred's right.
You're way off base
I won't say it
Get off my case
I won't say it
Let's assume he is though. Is it worth the risk? Should I go for it? What if I get hurt?
Girl, don't be proud
It's O.K. you're in love
... Damn it, they're right. A goofy smile forms on my face as I accept it.
At least out loud,
I won't say I'm in love...
Hmm... You know, I think I'll do the same.
"Fine, you're right. I love Arthur."
Well, almost the same.