New Americana

Nick came over later that afternoon. I wasn't acting like my usual self, I couldn't stop thinking about what Mike said. Does Nick really have the hots for me? That's impossible. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Nick pushed me over complaining about him I'm not listening to his amazing story about how he got a free extra large soda. "What's up" he said sounding concerned as he placed his hand on my thigh. I hesitated to answer, "well this morning Mike and I got into a pretty heated argument and he said that he thinks you are into me" I say try to say the last part as fast as possible. I grabbed the pillow that was behind Nick and cover my face with it while flopping backwards on my bed. I really hope I didn't just screw up this friendship, I mean he literally is my only friend and without him I think I'd be completely lost. He let out a soft chuckle. I felt the pressure of my bed change and he laid down beside me, "I do like you, a lot actually, but I value our friendship too much to have a relationship with you. Once I end up talking to someone these feelings will eventually go away." I removed the pillow from my face and turned my head to look at him, our faces were just inches apart. I looked at his lips, they were really nice, and Nick is gorgeous, but I'm not going to ruin anything tonight. I kissed him on the nose then whispered "you have no idea how amazing you are."

I moved my head back to look at his face, he had his eyes closed but had a nice little smile plastered on his face. Then I hit him with a pillow, he looked back at me, punt a hand on his chest then said "did you really just hit this face?" with complete sarcasm. I walked over to him as if i were to apologize but he knew me too well and hit me in the face with another pillow before I could hit him. I was having a pillow fight with my best friend, this is so cliche but it's actually fun.I had looked away for one second when I was suddenly I had been tackled to the ground. Nick was on top of me and started to tickle me, I can't hold back from laughing when I'm getting tickled, like ever. I was screaming that if he didn't let me go I would end up peeing my pants when Mike walked in the door with a big toothy grin. Once he saw Nick on top of me his smile quickly faded. "I just wanted to see if you wanted to go for a drive with me, but clearly I see you're busy" and with that he walked away. Nick and I spent the rest of the night listening to old records while looking at the stars.

Poor Mike, I probably just broke his heart. Now I gotta figure out a way to make him still be my friend or whatever we are. My intentions were never to hurt him, we were just starting to be okay. So far, I don't like America.

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