I collapsed on my bed, sobbing uncontrollably. My boyfriend, Anthony, not only dumped me, but went on to tell me that he had been cheating on me for months with one of my friends.

Some friend, I thought. What I needed was my best friend, Jonathan. He made everything better. Absolutely everything.

Quickly, I grabbed my cell phone as the tears kept rolling down my cheeks. "Stop it," I grumbled at myself as I dialed Johnny's number.

It rang once. Twice. Three times. "Hello?"

I sniffled. "Johnny... I need... Uh," I sighed. "C-Can you come over?"

"Babe? What's wrong?" he asked, worry filling every word.

"It's Anthony," I cried as I kicked off my boots, "he b-broke up with me... And I could really use a friend right now. Chelsea can't come over..."

Johnny sighed. "Well, he's a fucking idiot then. I'm with... Lacey right now. When I'm done talking to her, I'll be right over, okay?"

Sighing, I said that was okay. Lacey wasn't my favorite person in the entire world. She was Johnny's on and off girlfriend of... forever. Literally forever, since we were kids. She wasn't... awful, but she wasn't nice. And she wasn't nice to Johnny all the time either. We just didn't get along, ever. And she gets mad every time Johnny and I spend time together. It's almost as if she's jealous of our relationship.

I rolled over and buried my face into my pillow, crying more. Anthony cheater. Johnny loved Lacey and... not me. The years kept coming but for a different reason.

I had always had feelings for Johnny. Always. Ever since the third grade when he beat up a boy for stealing my crayons. We were best friends right away. Only friends. Friends only.

I sighed as I looked at Anthony's Facebook wall. There were tons of posts from Melissa, his new girlfriend, my ex friend. I rolled my eyes and deleted them off of my friend's list.

I sent Johnny a text message to tell him that I left my door unlocked. That way he could just come on in whenever he got here.

Half an hour later my door opened. My light was off, but the lamp on my nightstand was on. I was still crying. Johnny immediately laid down next to me and pulled me into his arms.

"Don't cry, Dara," he soothed. "He's not worth it."

I whimpered, "That's not the only reason I'm upset."

"Well... why else?"

"I... I can't tell you," I whispered.

He groaned. "We tell each other everything. For instance, I just broke up with Lacey because she cheated on me... AGAIN!" he nearly shouted.

I shook my head, frustrated that he stayed with her long enough for it to even happen 'again.' "You deserve better." I was feeling vulnerable and brave. "I would never cheat on you," I whispered.

He tilted my chin up. "What did you say, Dara?"

"That you deserve better," I spat.

"After that?"

"Someone who won't cheat on you..."

He looked disappointed. "Yeah... I know. You deserve a guy who... who thinks the world of you," he smiled. "Someone who wouldn't ever dream of dumping you. He's a dick," Johnny said.

"And Lacey is a bitch..." I giggled, quietly.

"It took me a while forgo realize that. I like someone else anyway."

My insides boiled. Johnny liked someone. Someone wasn't Lacey. "Lucky girl," I sighed.

He smiled slightly. You think so? Shes& shes great. His breathe hitched when he spoke of her. Johnny must have really liked her. Ive& he took a deep breathe. Ive loved her for a long time. But she doesnt notice me.

I told him that he needed to tell her how he felt. How could she not notice you? I asked, laughing as I eyed his fully tattooed arms and his Mohawk.

Ive tried, he sighed. She wont listen. How are you feeling though? he asked me, sincerity in his voice. I came here to talk with you not about me.

I shrugged. Im okay, but Johnny, I think you should make her listen. Just grab her face or her shoulders or something. Dont be shy!

Yeah. Thatll happen.

Try it, Johnny.

Why are you so hell-bent on me getting with another girl? he asked.

To get you the hell away from Lacey, I thought. Im not. I just think you should give it a try with someone else.

She doesnt want me, he snapped, very matter of fact. There was a hint of bitterness in his voice, too. Clearly&

How do you know?

Because! he groaned. When I tell her I want her, she wants me with another girl! Johnny stood up. Im out of here. Sorry about Anthony, but I cant do this. He started walking out of my bedroom to the hallway.

This wasnt what I wanted. I didnt want him to leave. Johnny! Wait! Dont go! I shouted.

Why? he asked me. Why not? Give me a good reason to stay.

Youre my best friend& I need you&

He stalked over to me and grabbed me by the shoulders. Wasnt this what you suggested? he asked. Or was it this? He placed his hands on my cheeks and kissed me. Chills went up and down my back. Its you, Dara! Its always been you.

Me? I asked. It was everything I wanted to hear and yet I found myself nearly speechless.

Of course its you. I know you dont feel he same, but& I-I had to tell you. He stormed passed me and headed out the front door.

I stood there for a second, shocked.