"are you sure that I look okay?" joe asked for the millionth time.
I let out an annoyed sigh.
"yes joe. Im sure she'll love you even if you wore a potato sack." I said.
He had his "special date" with taylor tonight. And obviously, I wasnt too thrilled when he asked me to come over to help him with his clothes. But being the stupid, idiotic, bestfriend that I am, of course I had no choice but to agree.
"thank you." he gave me a warm smile. I went over to him to fix the collar of his shirt. His hands suddenly held mine.
"what do you think is gonna happen?" he whispered.
"you'll probably have a girlfriend tomorrow." I answered. My own words stung me.
"you really think so?"
I nodded. He pulled me into a tight hug. I could feel the tears beginning to well up in my eyes so I pulled myself away from his arms.
"are you okay?" his eyebrows narrowed. Curse my stupid, backstabbing tears.
"yeah.. Im fine. Im just really happy for you." I faked a small laugh.
"you sure?"
I nodded. "you should probably get going. You dont want to keep taylor waiting, do you?"
"okay then."
We walked together to his car. He grinned at me as he opened his car door.
"wish me luck."
"will do." I bit down on my bottom lip. I seriously need to get out of here.
He gave me one last smile before he entered his car. As soon as he was gone, I began running back to me house, locking myself in my room. I quickly grabbed my phone, dialing selenas number.
"hello?" she answered.
"selena. I need you here." I whimpered.
"im on my way."
After five minutes of waiting, selena came barging in. she had a huge plastic bag in her hands, filled with junk food. She dropped them on the table next to her.
"are you okay? Wait. Thats a stupid question. Of course youre not okay. Youre crying." She pulled me into a tight hug, rubbing my back soothingly. I continued crying on her shoulder. We remained in that position for the next thirty minutes. I pulled away from her, wiping the tears on my cheeks.
"dems...." worry was painted on her face.
"Im alright." I said but my voice broke.
"when are you going to stop saying that youre alright? Youre obviously not. Joe is my friend and you know that I have nothing against him but if you continue being hurt like this because of him, maybe its better if you stay away from him for a little while." She suggested, Her forehead creasing.
"I cant do that."
She sighed. "but he keeps hurting you."
"not on purpose." I protested.
She didnt respond. Instead, she kept looking down with a frown on her face.
"just trust me on this, okay?"
"fine. But if you cry again because of him, i'll put a restraining order against him" she mumbled.
Joe's blind
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