~* 'I keep telling myself lies. I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine. But you're no longer mine' *~

"So when was the breakup, Kent?" My obnoxious friend, Gabby asked.

I'm not sure how I feel right now. Vincent and I broke up about a week ago and he was my first boyfriend. "Monday." I explain to Gabby hoping that she would leave me alone if I told her the truth.

"That's the first time you've been dumped, huh?" She asks. It almost feels like she's trying to tease me or mock me or something.

I nod, feeling defeated. "Yep, I really thought he loved me you know?"

He broke up with me for a stupid reason too, he just didn't like me being bisexual. 'I don't trust bisexuals, you'll probably just cheat on me or ask me to join a threesome or something gross like that.' That's what he told me right after I came out to him, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since. This has been to worst week of my life.

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"Cheer up dude." My best friend Drew says over the phone. "You can't let a dumb guy get you down."

I've been crying to him for a half an hour now, I feel bad for taking up his time like this. "I just, I don't know how I'm going to get over him, it hurts Drew." I say through sniffles.

Drew sighs sympathetically, "Do you want me to come over? I hate hearing people as sweet as you cry." Throughout my whole breakup Drew has been the only person who really seems to care. My family doesn't like talking about guys with me because they say it makes them uncomfortable. The only person who I know I can fully trust and put my faith in is Drew.

I smile at the fact that he called me sweet. "Honestly, your the sweet one here. I'd really like it if you came over." I start to calm down.

"Okay, I'm on my way Kent." I can hear the smile in his voice. He's always smiling. He makes me wonder how somebody could be so happy all of the time?

I take my phone away from my ear and check the time. 8:40 good thing it's not a school night. I put my phone in the back of my pocket when I realize that I must be a mess after crying for so long. Standing up, I cautiously approach the mirror in my room to be faced with a pair of hideous, red, puffy eyes from crying along with a mop of messy, brown hair sitting like a birds nest upon my head.

"Okay, let's fix this." I whisper to myself as a run my fingers through my tangled hair. Drew probably wouldn't care what I look like right now. He understands that I'm having a bad day. But I do want to look my best when he comes over, not that I like him I just enjoy looking like a human and not some kind of alien species.

Me and Drew have been best friends from the cradle and probably will be to the grave. It's nice having somebody who I feel 100% comfortable with. We could be sitting in dead silence and still feel completely content in each others presence. Plus we have always been super close with each other. Everybody at school thinks that were dating but I don't think that I would ever want to date Drew, he just doesn't seem to be my type. But what am I saying? I don't even think I have a type, I'll take what I can get. Again not saying that I would want to date him or anything.

After about 10 minutes of making myself look somewhat presentable I hear a loud rapping on the front door of my house. Of course that would be Drew, nobody else I know would be knocking that loud this late at night. I practically skip down the steps to my front door and open it to reveal a very concerned looking Drew. Before saying one word he immediately wraps me in a warm, comforting hug, giving me a happy feeling that I rarely acquire.

"Well hello there." I whisper into his shoulder making my words sound foggy and muffled. "What's this for?"

Hesitantly, he separates our embrace and grabs my shoulders, looking me straight in the eye. Since there is about a foot height difference between us, he has to lean over, making me feel small and innocent. "I am making it my mission to make you happy tonight. You've been feeling really bad as of late and I miss seeing you smile."

Instantly I feel the corners of my lips curl up into a shy smile, a smile that is accompanied by a light blush. "O-okay, so what are we going to do tonight then?" He backs away from me entirely and gives me that stupid half smirk.

"I'm glad you asked," he says cheekily. "You and me are going on a date. I've seen how sad you are all of the time without a boyfriend, so as a wonderful best friend it's my duty to make you happy again. So Kent, tonight I am your boyfriend."

Although I can hear the sarcasm lacing his voice, the idea of a date doesn't fail to make my blush go an even darker shade of pink. "You really don't have to do this Drew."

"Yes I do." He smiles again as he grabs my hand, as if he were to let go I would run away.

"Well if you insist, then where are we going tonight, boyfriend?" I giggle a bit under my breath. He's actually kind of cute.

He reaches into his back pocket for his car keys and dangles them in front of my face. "My love, we are going to Niagara Falls for an adventure."

I literally gasp. Is he insane? "But that's an hour long drive, and it's already 9:00 at night,"

"That's what's going to make it an adventure, stupid. When do your parents get home?" He begins to pull on my hand, signalling that we should get going now. My parents are out of town tonight so it's not like I'm breaking any rules by not asking them if I can go on a spontaneous trip to Niagara Falls.

I have made my decision. "Okay, I guess we should get going now then if we're going to make it back by 12:00, I think that's when they're coming back."

"Awesome."