The more we talked the closer we became,we mostly talked about future plans like we had a life willing to live. We were friends for about two months. We talked about everything, depression, suicide, are favorite shows,books, games, etc. he was my first real friend and whenever I was depressed I called him, and in 15 minutes he would be standing at my door with his impala parked in the yard. I remember one night I was crying and he just held me in his arms and i felt myself drift off, it was warm and safe. But I wasn't the only one who was broken or who got made fun of. He was as broken as a vintage vase that got knocked over by a little kid. but I think the only thing that kept us going was that we had each other, two friends who would never be broken. We did about everything together, there were nights we would just sit inside and watch movies and eat pizza, I didnt like eating but it made him happy and I loved seeing him happy.
I was sitting on my bed reading a book called 'Miss peregrines home for peculiar children' it was a great book full of mysterious things and monster. Andrew was sitting in my bean bag chair on his phone then out of the silence,
"Hey Sara?" Andrew said, a little weary.
"Yeah, Andrew?"
"Um... I know we haven't been friends for a, for a long time, but honestly you've been the only real friend Iv ever had. "
"Same goes for you" I said giving a small smile, and looked back at my book.
There was a few minutes of silence, not awkward but very quite.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked barely looking at me.
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