Colby Brock Imagines

Not Just Friends

Y/n has liked Colby for a long time and the fact that he is very clingy as a friend doesn't help. One night at a Traphouse party, they get into an argument and she tells him how she really feels.

Warnings: some curse words

Word Count: 2277

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"Kat, I don't know what to do. We've been friends for years and I've tried to push my feelings away, but I just can't," I tell her as I apply a little blush to the apples of my cheeks. Kat looked at me with slight sadness in the mirror when she finished her lipstick.

"I think you should tell him, y/n. The worst that could happen is he says no. I know he doesn't want to lose you as a friend from what he tells Sam. You've made him so much happier since you've come into his life." I can't help but smile at that. I love that I can make him happier, but I don't feel completely happy. I mean he always makes me smile and laugh, but I'll always want to be more.

"I love him to death, but it doesn't help my feelings at all when he's always holding my hand or hugging me for a long time or cuddling on the couch. I used to love it, but since I started feeling this way about him, I feel weird about it." I say as I finish my makeup with a little bit of lip gloss.

"Colby's just a really clingy guy, you know. And I don't know if it helps at all, a lot of people think you two are dating or will end up together." She shrugs and runs her fingers through her light blue hair that she curled for the party tonight. I sigh as I flop on to my bed.

"No, it doesn't help," I chuckle at my desperation and I hear Kat's cute giggle join in. She reaches for her phone and checks it.

"Come on. Tara's here." She says, pulling me up by my arm. We walk out to see the short girl dancing around in her car to the music we could hear from the outside of it. She saw us and turned it down, rolling the window down in the process.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Get in." I laughed and looked at Kat. She shook her head at the silliness of our friend and hopped in the back of the car. I got in the front seat and Tara turned the music back up, dancing as she drove to the Traphouse. I gazed out the window, watching the buildings and houses pass by and spacing out a bit.

"What's up, y/n?" I hear Tara ask as she turns the volume down. I look at her and Katrina leans in from the back seat.

"Colby," I mutter lightly under my breath and follow it with a sigh.

"She wants to be more with him, but is scared to say something," Kat speaks up for me and places a comforting hand on my shoulder. I look at it and then at her, giving her a small nod as a thank you. She brightly smiles at me.

"I thought you guys were dating until Kat told me otherwise," Tara states, gazing at me then back at the road.

"I fucking wish," I sigh, and l go back to staring out the window. I feel Kat gently squeeze my shoulder. I let a small smile show on my face. It's nice to have these girls as my friends, but I still don't feel much better.

"You know what?" Tara states a little loud. Kat and I give her our attention. "Fuck Colby Brock! We are going to have a lot of fun at this party with or without him." She shouts and turns the music back up, dancing around as she drives. Kat and I bust out laughing and join her as we sing out loud and dance like nobody's watching.

It feels like no time has passed when we pull up at the Traphouse. As much as I love Colby, I don't really want to see him right now, which I know is unavoidable. I sigh after I shut the car door and Kat grabs my hand.