"Happiness isn't at the bottom of that bottle, Bonbon." Harry suddenly jerks my favorite bottle of Tequila out of my hands and covers it, placing it back in my liquor cabinet.

"Hypocrite, you drank last night and I'm not allowed to have a sip?" I got off my kitchen floor and rubbed my ass, sitting too long made it go numb.

"You're hurting, that's the difference, I'm glad Jessie broke up with me, she was nuts." He confessed. "You can't be drinking when you're in pain."

"Harry you were crying last night and saying you missed her." I made my way to my fridge to grab a bagel and some cream cheese, walking over to my couch and slumping my body onto it.

"Yes, but I mostly missed the sex and we hadn't been doing that for the past few months so…" he shrugged.

After I walked into my apartment, Harry instantly knew what had happened, mostly because he heard the whole thing since I had left the door slightly open. He came over and apologized telling me he was sorry I had to pick him up, which I told him not to worry about that. Clearly, Daniel had other intentions and wanted me to pay attention to him and only him.

Nobody has time for that.

I did feel myself distancing myself from him recently. Work and recently moving into my new apartment seemed to get into the way. Besides that, I had my friends and social life.

Sorry if I don't go to strip clubs and get wasted, or letting him take my butt virginity in a bathroom stall, I'm classy now, I drink red wine with my girls and have taco Tuesday with Harry.

If a man can't handle that, then I'm sorry.

What bothered me the most was what he said about me not doing anything. I'm pretty sure he was referring to my basic sexual moves. I was a simple girl with simple tastes, it's not my fault you can't get me to finish, Daniel.

"You know what, I'm gonna be okay," I said to Harry.

"Yes, queen!"

"I will survive!" I jumped up on the couch.

"Yes, you will!" I suddenly stopped and looked around and sighed. "No! Come on you're okay."

"I have the holidays coming up and I have to see my family and explain why I'm alone." I fell on the ground but Harry quickly scooped me up and placed me back on the couch.

"Come on Bee you're gonna be okay, do you want to go get your nails done? I know that cheers you up?" I looked up at him and nodded. "Yeah and then I'll get you an ice cream cone from McDonald's."

"Okay." I sniffled, feeling like a child.

"Alright come on sweetness, let's get you some new nails." I nodded and went to my room to get dressed.

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A new set of acrylic nails, a fresh new haircut and two ice cream cones later, I was now sitting on my floor going through Daniels things he had left with me over our time together. All while listening to sad depressing music.

Why is it that we listen to sad music when we are sad already? That has to be self-torture.

I went to bed with a broken heart after Harry left to pick up his belongings. He, unlike myself, actually lived with Jessie, and I was sort of worried about where he would end up. I was his only friend that had their own apartment and Harry didn't make enough money to live on his own.

I was going to text him that next morning and tell him to come to stay with me when my doorbell rang.

I was getting ready for work and quickly made my way to the door to see if it was Harry, but was caught off guard at the sight of my puffy-eyed ex. "Oh, Daniel."

"Um hey, I just came to talk because I feel like yesterday was bad." I looked at the time and nodded, letting him in. He stepped inside and took a seat. I looked down the hallway at the box of his things but decided to hear him out first.

I took a seat on the other side of my couch and it was silent for a whole minute before he spoke. "I'm sorry."

"Okay…" I waited for him to finish.

"I made a mistake and I'm willing to move past yesterday and I accept that you and Harry are best friends.”

“What are you sorry for exactly?” I tilted my head to the side, keeping my eyes on him.

“For overreacting-”

“But not what you said about me, and how I don't do anything- which reminds me, is this purely sexual or do you have problems with who I am as a person because I'm trying to understand.” he seemed confused.

“What are you talking about Bonnie?” he scratched the back of his head.

“Do you think I'm boring in bed?” he scoffed.

“That's what you're asking, of course not- I didn't mean what I said, I enjoy sex with you.”

“So what is it then?” he sighed.

“It's Harry, Bonnie, it's you canceling plans to be with him and I know you say you don't look at him that way, but he's still way better looking than the average guy and he hugs you and calls you nicknames and I'm a jealous man. I don't want you to be friends with him.” I wasn't blind and oblivious to how good looking my best friend was, but at the same time, it felt as if he had no trust in me to keep my theoretical dick in my pants.

“Harry's my best friend, and if you have such a problem where you don't want me to hang out with him anymore, then I can't be with you after all.” he sighed, putting his face into his hands.

“Fine- enjoy being alone.” I gasped as he stood up and began walking out. “Oh and by the way-” he stopped to turn and face me. “You want the truth, you giggle too much- saying it tickles when I do things to you. You don't know any positions and when I want to try something new you always say no.”

“Oh fuck you, Daniel, you can't even last five minutes and your dick is so small that the reason I giggle is that you actually think that what you're doing feels good!” I opened my door and huffed loudly. “Get out!”

He rolled his eyes and walked out as I slammed the door behind him once more. This time I wasn't sad, this time I was angry. How dare he say that to me. He came here thinking I would just break it off with my best friend for him?

Um, no?

I decided not to think much of it as I went to work for the day. I was working with a family and I needed to be focused on them.

I did text Harry during my lunch and asked him how he was.

B: How are things?

H: Jessie had people move my shit down to the garage storage thingy

B: what are you going to do?

H: become a whore I guess, maybe get a sugar momma??

B: or you can come live with me in my second room?

H: you'll be my sugar momma?

B: no loser you can pay rent

H: But that's your office bee :(

B: it's just my desk which fits in my room or in the living room

H: I feel like it's my fault you and Daniel broke up :((

B: any guy who is so insecure that he doesn't trust their girlfriend is not worth my time

H: are you sure it will be okay to live with you??

H: I don't want to be a burden.

B: never say that Harry, believe me, I know what you're going through.

H: yeah I wish you didn't

H: but hey! Now that we're both single we can be each other's wingmen.

B: I mean sure I guess, but mainly we should worry about bills and stuff because adulting

H: don't worry, I'll never try and taint your precious schedule and planner

H: *cough* nerd *cough*

B: whatever bitch, with my savings at the end of the year and all my bills up to date, I might go on a vacation.

H: oh my god you have to take your roomie with you duh.

B: so you will move in with me?

H: hell yeah I'm already at your place getting settled.

B: wait what?

H: Yeah I knew you would ask me eventually so I just waited in my car by your place.

H: I only have like ten things

H: btw I need a bed so I might need to sleep in yours tonight I have a bad back.

H: and by bad back I mean I'm tall and don't fit on your couch

B: I have an inflatable bed loser

B: I'll be home around six

H: I'll make dinner.

B: That would be lovely.:)

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-k