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It's Saturday night and I feel like a heel. I took off from Dask with no explanation. I was so angry, but I should have stayed and slept over his place the night. Now I'm here, at home, alone and bored.

What's so great about Clara anyway, I wondered, and why can't Dask get over her and move on.

I sighed, annoyed with myself. I'm always screwing things up with Dask. I blame teenage hormones. My parents blame them for my moods and behaviour, I'm going to as well.

If Dask wants to get back together with Clara, it's really none of my business. I have a girlfriend. It's only fair he has one too.

I thought about Kelly. At school, we hang out a little in class and at lunch. She kisses me on the cheek a lot and hugs me now and then. I hold her hand and we've French kissed a few times.

Kelly and I grew up in the same town, we went to the same school and our families attend the same church.

I'm not super serious about her and she's not about me either. We both know we'll probably go to different colleges when we graduate, and move in different directions. She has her friends and I have mine. She's a great girl.

Occasionally, Kelly and my friends will sit near each other at school, during lunch. We all hang out as a group on the weekends, once in a while.

I still occasionally hang out with Mike and the other guys. But, the person I hang out with the most is Dask.

I worry Dask and I won't see each other so much when we graduate from high school. He wants to be a veterinarian, because he cares a lot about animals. I want to become a police officer or a motor mechanic, and do freelance photography on the side. That means we will most likely be going to separate colleges.

I wonder if Clara and Dask will go to the same college. I have no idea what Clara is going to study after highschool. I know Kelly wants to study fashion or beauty or something along those lines. The thought of Clara and Dask together, in college, annoyed me even more.

Suddenly, there was a light knocking on my bedroom door. I stood up from my bed and moved across the room towards the door, to answer it.

When I opened the door, Dask was standing there. His soft blue eyes were filled with concern, his brow furrowed with worry. I seen him bite into his bottom lip as he waited for me to invite him inside my room. I stood to the side of the door and waved him in, then took a seat on the small couch in the middle of my room.

Dask sat beside me, alternately playing with his fingers and gripping his hands tightly in his lap. I watched the movement of his hands for a moment, before I reached out and enclosed both of his hands inside mine, stilling their movement.

We sat like that for a little, Dask's hands covered with mine, both of us looking at them. I noticed how warm and soft his were. On the back of them was a slight peachy tan, with a light dusting of golden hair. His nails were cut short and clean.

My eyes travelled upwards. Light hairs laced along Dask's forearms, up to his shoulders, which were straight and firm. My eyes traced along the creamy, smooth skin of his neck, over his adam's apple, his chin, to his full, light pink lips. Dask had kissable lips. I found myself licking my own and wondering, not for the first time, what his soft lips would feel like underneath mine.

A heat generated in my stomach and I felt my heart rate pick up. My eyes took in his cute nose and trailed up towards his eyes. When my eyes connected with his, they didn't disappoint. His were a clear, soft blue, gently watching me and were framed by delicate golden lashes.

My eyes flicked back down to his lips, before I looked back up again. I saw Dask's eyes on my mouth. His golden lashes shuttered his eyes, as he looked down at my lips. When he looked back up, his cheeks pinkened a little as he saw me watching him. He bit his lip and his eyes flitted away from mine, before he looked down at our hands. His were still embraced in mine. My hands had tightened their grip on his and they felt hot and clammy. I hastily removed my hands from his, and placed them in my lap.

"Jo?" Dask said quietly.

I quickly looked back up at him. God, his eyes are beautiful. It felt like they were gently searching my soul. I wanted to spill every thought I'd ever had, every secret I'd ever kept. Tell him things I'd never tell anyone else. Let him know how much light he brought to my life just by his mere presence. I never wanted to hurt him.

That last thought sobered me up. I remembered I'd moodily left his house without explanation and ignored him in my haste to leave. Dask had come to my house, clearly concerned about me.

I wondered why he bothered. I acted like a tool. If he'd put it out of his mind, and the next time he happened to see me, acted like it didn't happen and hoped I'd gotten over myself, it would be reasonable. But, he didn't. He was here, he was worried and he was staying until he knew things were okay between us. He's amazing.

Dask was quiet as he waited patiently for me to collect my thoughts. His hands were still, folded and resting lightly in his lap.

"I'm sorry," I said. Dask looked surprised. "You're too good of a friend for me, Dask. I'm a moody jerk. I don't deserve you worrying, or forgiving me all the time."

Dask shook his head and a quiet, breathy laugh escaped him. Then, his face became serious, his eyes full of warmth and sincerity, when he simply said, "You're my best friend, Jo."

That's all he said, he didn't need to say any more. At that moment in time, I thought I understood. Those few words, I'd heard him tell me quite a number of times before, meant I was important to him and he would forgive me time and again, no matter how much of a jerk I'd been. Being best friends meant we'd go the extra mile for each other, and we worried and thought more about each other than the next person.

I couldn't help the smile that overtook my face. "Stay over?" I asked.

Dask smiled. "Okay."

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- dreamydaze

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