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Will’s POV
“I love you will, forever and always.” My eyes shoot open with a blurry scene in front of me. Shit. It was just a dream Will, don’t get to worked up over nothing. I thought to myself. I feel a pain in my chest when I realize it was a dream. I feel my eyes tear up. And I quickly brush them away with my sleeve. I hear a noise coming from downstairs that makes me jump. It sounded like a clank. I realized quickly that it was a pot falling. My mom is probably making breakfast. I get up off my bed with a thump. I walk downstairs to see my mom with a pan in her hand.
“Im so sorry Will, did I wake you up?”
“No mom, it’s okay.” I look over to see Jonathan sitting at the table with El and Hopper. El is talking about Mike and I start listening.
“Can I go over to Mike’s later?” I decided to stop listening after that. I mean, I really don’t want to listen to my sister talk all “lovey dovey” about the boy I've loved since I was young. The faint sound of the phone ringing pulls me out of my thoughts. My stomach drops. Shit. Could it be him? I mean, it would make sense- They are dating. Every bone in my body wishes, hopes, it’s for me. Sometimes I feel like I'm different for feeling this way about my best friend, but I can't help it. I’ve been closested since I was twelve. I know that it’s wrong, and I know I'm a “disgrace” as my father would call it. My mom gets up to answer it. Please don’t let it be him.
“Hello?” She says. After a second of silence I hear,“Yes he’s right here.” she then raises her voice to shout my name. “Will, it’s for you!” Oh no. I walk over to the phone and my mom hands it to me. I put the phone to my ear with caution.
“Hey will! Wanna come over later? We could play dnd!?” comes from the other end. He sounds so happy. I don’t wanna ruin his mood, but I also don’t know how much more of being his best friend I can take seeing as I'm in love with him. He’s the only person I actually feel comfortable around. I don’t know how else to tell him.
“Sure Mike. What time should I head over?” I couldn’t help myself. I crave his love, even though I'll never feel it.