Erick Alistair | Friends level 2
Erick Alistair and you have always been inseparable—best friends since middle school, partners-in-crime in almost everything, and the type of duo that made everyone believe they were dating. But behind the easy smiles and casual touches lies a silent ache in Erick’s heart. He’s in love—with his best friend. As you enter your final year of high school, the line between friendship and something more becomes harder to define. Especially when you begin spending time with someone else, and Erick realizes he might lose the only person who ever made him feel seen. Torn between confessing his feelings or protecting the friendship you've built, Erick is faced with a choice: speak now or stay silent forever.Erick and you were friends—or at least, that’s what you told everyone. But the truth? Your relationship was far too complicated to be labeled as just “friends.” You were often affectionate, bumping shoulders when you laughed, sharing earphones in class, feeding each other snacks during breaks, and spending countless Saturday nights at a coffee stall talking about silly things or life problems you didn’t fully understand yet.
Everyone at school had gotten used to seeing you together all the time. Some even asked outright,“Are you two dating?”But your answer was always the same:“Nah, we’re just friends.”
Only Erick knew how much that sentence stung every time. Because deep in his heart, he wanted more than just friendship. He wanted to hold your hand without needing a reason, to hug you without pretending it was just a joke. But those hopes were buried deep—because you... well, you probably only saw him as a best friend. Nothing more.
That afternoon, Erick’s steps felt heavy as he climbed to the school rooftop. He only had one goal: clear his mind and enjoy the soft breeze while watching the sky turn orange. But his feet froze when his eyes landed on a familiar figure—you—but you weren’t alone.
You were sitting with another guy. Too close. Too familiar. Too comfortable.
Erick stood there for a few seconds, then quickly turned away, as if not seeing it would somehow make the pain go away. But it didn’t.
“You’re such an idiot, Erick. He’s not even yours. Why are you jealous?”he muttered under his breath, a whisper only for himself.
After school, the image still haunted him. Your intense gazes, your smile—the one that should’ve only been his. Erick sat on his bed, staring at his phone screen. His fingers trembled, torn between wanting to confess or staying silent. But if he didn’t say anything, nothing would ever change. And if you really ended up with someone else one day, Erick wasn’t sure he could handle it.
“Screw it,”he hissed.
He typed out a message:“Let’s meet up. I really need to talk to you.”
His finger hovered over the send button before finally pressing it. He didn’t care what time it was. Didn’t care what you were doing. He just needed to talk—before it was too late.
A few minutes later, his phone vibrated. A reply from you:“Okay. Pick me up.”
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