So Sick Ch. 1 Idiot In Love

   When the front door opened, I jumped out of bed so quickly that I literally fell in the floor.
   I stood up calmly and walked out of my room.
   Max had the happiest smile on her face.
   “I’m guessing you had a good time,” I observed.
   She squealed. “Oh my gosh Fang. I had the best night of my life! He was so sweet and super romantic. He opened my door for me, and he took us to the most romantic picnic by the lake. Oh. We had the best time. He was really sweet too.”
   I inwardly rolled my eyes. He might date her another month before trying something.
   I didn’t even bother telling her. She was too blind and she wouldn’t listen.
   She had a dreamy look on her face. I couldn’t hurt her like that.
   “I’m glad you had a good time,” I lied smoothly.
   She smiled and hugged me. “Thanks Fang, for being there for me. You always tell me about guys, the dos and don’ts. You tell me when there’s something wrong with a guy.” She kissed my cheek softly. “Thank you.”
   My cheek started burning, and she happily walked to her room.
   I put my hand lightly on my cheek.
   Some friend, I thought. I can’t even tell her that her boyfriend just wants sex out of her.
   I sighed and put my hands on my face.
   “Speak your mind,” Iggy said softly.
   “I can’t,” I whispered. “She’s too happy.”
   “So you’re gonna just not tell her and let her get heartbroken later?”
   “No,” I said softly. “I’m gonna tell her soon. Just not tonight.”
   “You’re gonna put it off,” he whispered.
   I shook my head. “Tomorrow.”
   He sighed. “Don’t blame me.”
   “I won’t,” I promised.
   I walked by Max’s room.
   “Ella, he’s so sweet. And he’s a really good kisser too!” she squealed. “I mean, I never thought one of the hottest guys in school would be so sweet.”
   “One of?” she asked.
   “You know the hottest to me,” Max said firmly.
   “I know,” Ella said with a grin. “Just trying to get you to say it.”
   “No,” Max said firmly. “But, man do I ever wish he would love me back.”
   She’s in love now? No!
   I felt a pain in my chest. Heart pain.
   I stormed off to my room.
   How was I gonna be able to tell her? She’ll never believe me.
   I walked up to her door and put my hand in a fist. I started to knock, but then changed my mind.
   Max’s door opened and she was in pajamas. She had her hair in a high ponytail, and she had on black pajama pants with turquoise polka dots. She had on a black cami and black fuzzy socks. She looked at me.
   “Were you about to knock?” she asked curiously.
   I looked at her. “I was, uh, gonna say good night.”
   How could she be so perfect?
   “Oh,” she said happily. She hugged me. “Night Fang.”
   “Night Max,” I whispered.
   I walked into my room and shut my door. I took off my shirt and pants. I flipped the lights off and laid on my bed.
   I’m an idiot. An idiot in love.