![]() ![]() And I’m left to make the hardest decision of my life. Just as we come to terms with our new reality, she finds out she’s pregnant with his baby. Instead of pushing her away, I pull her closer. When my best friend dies in a motorcycle accident, the two of us are left to grieve our loss together. I should move out so I can get over her for good however, the selfish part of me can’t let go. Considering neither of them knows how I feel, the way I act toward them isn’t fair. She’s constantly on me for making messes, bringing chicks home every weekend, and being a smartass when their PDA gets on my nerves. She’s not mine and never will be, but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to push her against a wall and claim her mouth. To her singing in the shower every morning, dancing in the kitchen while she makes coffee, and doing yoga in our living room, I can’t stop thinking about her in all the wrong ways. It was easy when she lived hours away, and I didn’t have to see her every day, but then she moved in with us. ![]() I’d never be able to compete with that, so I pushed her away instead. I was smitten.īut it didn’t matter because she chose him, and he was my best friend and roommate. ![]()
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