Let's say that I came home with mixed emotions along with popcorn in my hair and spilled soda on my shirt because of a certain somebody.

*One hour ago...*

I took a seat at the top seats of the movie theater. George picked a movie that I'm pretty sure I won't like, but who cares, he paid for it so I'm not complaining. He came back with soda and buttery popcorn and took a seat next to me.

"This is awesome," I heard him say to himself and put a fist of victory to his side. I turned my head slowly back to the screen and munched on a popcorn slowly with wide eyes.

Half an hour into the movie, something hit me on the side of the cheek. I turned to look at George, but he had his gaze on the screen. I narrowed my eyes, but focused my attention back on the crying actors. Another popcorn kettle hit my cheek and I looked at the culprit.

"George..." I warned lowly. He only smiled at me. A fistful of popcorn was thrown my way and I lunged for him. I have no idea why, but for some reason, he thought it was okay to use the soda as his defense and threw it at me. The cold liquid covered the fabric of my shirt and made me start shivering. I glared at George who looked at me with wide eyes and guilt.

"Adri I-"

"Take me home," I cut him off. He nodded and stood up from his seat, as did I.

The drive back home was silent and I was grateful for it. He pulled into my driveway and cut the engine off.

"Adri, I'm really sorry. I planned this night to be what I had imagined for years and I messed it up because of my stupidity. I was supposed to throw popcorn and then you would throw it back me. We would stare into each other's eyes as people glared at us. Then, I would do the old trick of yawning and putting my arm around you. And then when the night would sadly end, I'd take you back and walk with you to your doorstep. You'd face down and I'd lift your chin up and kiss you. It's stupid, but I thought I owed you that much because I screwed up," he spoke softly. My eyes softened and guilt for being such a bitch towards him tonight, crept in the back of my mind.

"George," I softly began. "I appreciate your good intentions and for trying. No one has ever said anything like that before, to me. It's not stupid," I looked at my intertwined hands on my lap. "It's actually very sweet and thoughtful. And I thought girls were the only one with sweet thoughts, " I teased and he blushed. "Thank you." He looked at me with a smile.

"Anytime," he said and leaned in. I placed a finger on his lips and leaned back.

"Babysteps, George," I said and he nodded. "Goodnight," I called as I opened the car door.

"Night," he replied. I stopped and turned around to place a kiss on his cheek. A look of shock covered his face and I smiled.

Now here I am. Do I like George?

No. Well, kind of. Well, not in that way at least. It's more of a friend kind of 'like'. I can't lead him on if I know I won't be able to be the person he wants me to be. It wouldn't be fair for me and it certainly wouldn't be fair to him, most of all. The kiss on his cheek was more of a gratitude I had because of his intentions than because of other feelings. I need to tell him because it's not right to mess with people's feelings, I should know.

The look on George's face after he left was indescribable. I couldn't bring myself to text him about what I really felt for him. It would surely crush him to bits. I'll do it tomorrow when his feelings aren't too high up. Well, that's what Chase once told me about guys' feelings or something.

God damn what did he say? I grabbed my phone to ask him, but like a slap to the face, reality hit me and I remembered our last encounter. [**A/N** *Niall's Voice*"reality ruined my life"... sorry I had to xD. Please continue]

Chase. I hadn't thought of him since we got to the movies. Maybe George was a good distraction, but will George always be just a distraction? 

No. I couldn't do such a heartless thing. But what if I spent more time with George and soon, my feelings would change for him and I would surely forget about my feelings for Chase and our friendship would go back to normal? I needed to try, but not too much that it would raise George's hopes and then crush them if it all backfired. Good Adri.

If there's no more Chase, there's no more heartbreak and no more tears.

**

The next morning, I woke up happy and felt refreshed. My phone beeped as I was drying my hair, fresh out the shower.

Geeky George: Hey Adri... I was wondering if you wanted a retry of our date but to the smoothie shop instead? 

Oh God. What do I say? Maybe if I agree, I can tell him what I really feel for him. It'd be a perfect opportunity... I really need to change his contact name.

Me: sure, I would like that

George: Great!!!! Pick you up at 12:00

With a smile, I slid my phone in my back pockets after I changed. I went to the kitchen and found a note on the table.

Adri, we left town because we had a last minute call from work. We'll be back within a week. Card's in the cookie jar in case you need anything. Take care, love.

-mom and dad

I grabbed an apple and decided it was a good day to go for a walk before George picked me up.

"Adri," Chase said with surprise as I opened my door. It appeared he was going to knock. I stared at him and tried to shut the door, but his foot blocked me from closing it all the way. He obviously won and I huffed in annoyance.

"What, Chase? Did you come here to check if I was pregnant? Don't worry, I'm not because I just did a pregnancy test and the results were negative. Want to see them?" I asked as I pointed up towards my bedroom.

"Adri, I'm fucking sorry. I was a huge asshole to you. I've never said anything to hurt you and yesterday, when I said that, I knew I really crossed the line. I dont know what I was thinking- I wasn't thinking and I said something that will haunt me for the rest of my life. Will you forgive me?" His eyes held sincerity and it hurt to see him hurt, even if what he said did hurt my feelings, but he was my best friend and shit happens.

"Okay," I sighed. "I forgive you," Chase smiled in relief and bear hugged me. "Not so fast. I want my ice cream and Netflix privilege back, plus some twix," I requested with a smirk and he unwrapped his arms from around me.

"Fine," he mumbled, but a hint of a smile was on his lips. "So how did last night go?" He asked as he ran to my couch and jumped on it

"Real mature, Chase. It went okay I guess," I replied as I sat on the other end. "Well, not the movie part, but afterwards..."

"Oh my fucking God, gossip! What happened?" Chase asked in a high-pitched tone and I laughed.

"Let's just say that he threw popcorn and soda at me."

"What? Why?" He asked as he hugged a sofa cushion.

"Well after he threw it at me and took me home, he explained why and... I don't know I like him, but not in that way," Chase looked at me and bit his lip in thought.

"So as a friend?" He asked.

"I guess... he asked for a re-do today at the smoothies."

"What of Nicole and I join? We could finally double date!" He exclaimed and I gave him a look.

"Are you sure that I'm the girl in this friendship?" I teased and he threw the cushion at me.

"Shut up," he mumbled. I thought about his suggestion and decided that maybe it would be a good idea.

"Okay. We'll double date," I agreed and he beamed.

"Good. I'll just text Nicole," and my mood was killed at the sound of her name.

Great.