Best Friend. //s.m.//

•7• "I love you."

I was getting ready for the dance.

It was 6:05 p.m. .

I was wearing a light gold dress that had sparkles on the chest part.

I wore my hair in a French braid low bun, with some little gold bird earrings.

I decided to wear a pair of cream colored pumps.

Once I finished my makeup I grabbed my cream colored hand bag and picked up my pumps and headed downstairs.

My mom was in the kitchen and turned around and her eyes widened.

"Oh my!"

"You look beautiful! What time is Shawn picking you up?" She asked.

She walked over to me and adjusted my hair a little.

Shawn.

She didn't know I was going with Mike.

"Oh mom, I'm not going with Shawn. I'm going with my friend Mike. Don't worry you'll like him."

Worry flashed across her face.

"Um, okay." She said dull.

I sat down and waited for Mike to arrive.

The doorbell rang and my mom raced me to the door.

She spit her tongue out at me when she opened the door first.

Oh my mom.

"Hello Ms. Stone, I'm Mike." Mike shook her hand. And smiled.

"I'm so glad I'm meeting you."

"You too, honey please call me Victoria. You can come in" she stepped out of his way so he could enter.

He was wearing a dark blue tux with a gold trimmed bow tie that was dark blue too.

It was the hottest outfit. We were matching, by the gold.

He stepped in and then saw me.

His eyes widened. "You look gorgeous!"

I blushed and he placed a kiss on my cheek.

"You look handsome." I whispered in his ear.

He smiled.

"Mom I think we are going to get going now, don't wanna be too late."

My cheeks were red because I knew my mom saw him kiss my cheek.

"Okay. Well, have fun. Tell Shawn I said hi and I miss him." She kissed my cheek. And waved to us goodbye as Mike opened the car door for me.

Seriously mom, Shawn.

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Shawn's POV

I walked into the dance holding my dates hand.

Her name was Allison. She was really shy and quite pretty.

We are just friends.

I haven't talked to Riley in forever or sense Monday and it's Friday. I don't know why I got all over protective. I think I'm jealous but I don't know why.

When I kissed her I felt sparks. But maybe that's a bad thing. Or is it?

I love her.

But do I love her more than friends?

Ugh I don't know.

I cleared my head and tried to focus on Allison. I didn't want to ruin anything for her.