The value of friendship
When your best friend is gay, everything is different, more fun. However, I don’t see the point of him being gay; he could get any girl he wanted. He had perfectly chiseled features and deep green eyes. He looked like a walking, living, breathing sculpture of a Greek God. My gay best friend happens to be, Edward Cullen. Loyalty is tested and new friendships blossom. But does everone value friendship? Pairings: BellaXJared, RosalieXPaul, AliceXQuil, EmmettXMaria, JasperXRenesmee, JacobXJessicaXVictoria, EdwardXSeth
A fun little story I decided to write.
2. Homie had a nice swagger
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My cell phone had rung twelve times in the past hour. It’s Jared. Every time he calls he asks where I’m at and how close I am to the airport. It’s kind of creepy, really. Jared never calls me. He sounded excited, anxious even. So finally, I arrived at the airport at around eleven forty-five. I can’t believe Port Angeles even has an airport, even though it’s too small even to be considered as an airport.
I spotted Jared in a matter of five seconds. He waved frantically at me to come meet him. I gestured towards my million and one bags. I didn’t have to look to know that he rolled his eyes. He ran over to me and grabbed two bags in each hand. I envied how much stronger he was than me. I grabbed my other three bags and followed him out to the car.
I shot all my stuff in the trunk and hopped in the passenger seat. “Have a nice flight?” Jared asked as he climbed into the driver’s side. I shrugged. “It was okay, I guess. Some little kid kept kicking my seat, could’ve been better.”
“Well, that sucks. Scary dad?”
“Very,” I agreed.
“So are we going to the crib, bro? I haven’t seen mom or sis in, like, two years,” I said. It was true, too. I haven’t seen them since dad died. Jared hesitated.
“Well, not yet… I gotta show you something. But we can go afterwards. Or tomorrow.”
“You got a boyfriend or anything?”
I just sat there thinking, why the hell does he even care about my dating life?
“Well, no. I haven’t dated anyone since Sam Uley,” I said. I sighed. God, I missed him like crazy.
I looked over to see Jared; he was smiling like the cat that ate the canary.
“All right. What the hell gives, dude? Why are you like so happy to see me?” I asked.
“I’m not happy to see you, well I am. But mostly, I’m happy for you.”
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We pulled up to the most ballin’ ass mansion I have ever seen in my life. Correction: The only mansion I have ever seen in my life. “Yo, who’s house is this?” I asked.
Jared shrugged. “A friend of mine.” He laughed and motioned for me to follow him in the house. I stepped inside the house, and it smelled like s’mores. The place was so huge that I expected a maid or butler to pop out from somewhere. “Seriously though. Who lives here?” I persisted.
Jared ignored me completely. “Yo! Eddie! Edward! Oh, Klondike Bar, where art thou?”
We walked into the living room and sat in these awesome chairs that were in the shape of a hand. Just as I sat down I heard footsteps echoing down the corridor. “Edward’s coming.” Jared whispered.
Edward came around the corner and stopped in the middle of the doorway. He was definitely the sexiest man that’s ever stepped foot on this planet, no doubt. And by golly, I forgot how to breathe. I’m pretty sure Edward noticed how I was practically molesting him with my eyes. His lips twitched as he sized me up. I could tell that he was gay, not only because Jared called him a Klondike Bar-, which he used to call me all the time-, but also because of the way he looked at me. I haven’t been looked at like that in a while.
“So you’re, Seth?” Edward asked in his velvety voice that sounded like music. I nodded, not sure if I could even talk. Wow, speechless already. I laughed, which sounded more like a giggle, a very gay giggle. “Yeah,” I said. “I take it you’re Edward?”
Jared cleared his throat. “I’m going to get Bella. You two Klondike bars have fun now.” He ruffled my hair and threw me a wink. He ruffled Edward’s hair, too, as he disappeared down the hallway. Edward started talking towards me. Damn, homie had a nice swagger. He took the seat that Jared had just vacated. Oh my God, he smelled freaking delicious. Like honey and sunflowers. He set his hand on my knee, which made my stomach do nervous little flips.
“So where are you from, Seth?”
I gulped. I didn’t know answering a simple question took so much brainpower.
Focus, focus, focus!
“I…I…I’m from Vancouver,” I stuttered brilliantly.
“What brings you to Seattle? Just visiting?”
He still had his hand on my knee, and his face was just inches from mine. I had to keep reminding myself to breathe every five seconds.
“Well, um, I wanted to come and be closer to my mom. My sister, Leah, she sings. Professionally. She’s always gone and I thought my mom was a little lonely. Jared told me that she’s married to some weird guy now. So I don’t know now.” I sighed.
“Well, I’m sure there’s enough room to squeeze you in here. I mean if you want, you can stay here. There’s plenty of room.” Swear to god, I could kiss this man right now, I thought.
“You make it seem like other people live here?” I asked skeptically.
“Well, yeah. Didn’t Jared tell you that he lives here with Bella? I mean it’s no problem fitting you in here. There’s like twelve rooms in this bitch.” Edward shrugged.
I shook my head. “Jared didn’t tell me anything.”
Edward leaned even closer; he pressed his lips to my ear. I shivered, not due to a change in temperature.
“You’ll be comfortable here. Trust me, Seth. I’ll make you’re stay here worthwhile,” he whispered. God, more shivers. Edward leaned back in his chair and smirked. I managed a weak nod.
“I gotta shower so don’t go anywhere.” He actually winked.
“Okay,” I said.
As soon as Edward was gone I whipped out my cell and called Jared. He picked up on the first ring.
“I know, I know. You love me, brother.”
“Um, you bet I do, bro.”
“So what do you think? Nine? Ten?”
“Homie is off the charts.”
“Ah, I knew you’d like him. Listen. I’ll be there in like twenty minutes. I gotta pick up Jake and his girl real quick.”
“Alright. Thanks man.”
“No doubt. See you.” And with that, he hung up.
I slipped my phone back in my pocket and leaned back. I smiled to myself and sighed, a happy sigh.
I looked up just in time to catch a glimpse of Edward walking past the door in nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist. I had to hold my hands down on the side of the chair so I wouldn’t jump up and pounce on him. By the end of the night Edward is going to be my man.