He was right. He was fucking right. I had more than friendly feelings towards my best friend. Of course, I'd never admit it. Id never tell him he was right. His ego was already big enough, after all.

Arriving at the club, Tyler immediately headed towards the bar, whilst Haley and I went to find our teammates. The entire time we were talking I couldn't help but admire her beauty. The dress fit her perfectly; her smile I swear could light up the room. I wanted so bad to tell her how I felt, maybe with alcohol I thought to myself.

My heart and plan was shattered when she called someone named Derek over.

"Jame, this is my boyfriend, Derek. Derek this is my best friend, Jamie and his team" Haley introduced them not so formally. I looked at the pair, at a loss for words. She had a boyfriend? When did this happen? Why didn't she tell me? I shook myself from my stupor and shook his hand with a fake smile.

"Nice to meet you dude, I'm a big fan" Derek smiled widely. Ugh, of course he was a fan. I looked him up and down, trying to decide what he had that I didn't. But no matter how much I looked him up and down, he had the one thing I wanted; and that was Haley's heart.

"Thanks man, nice to meet you also" I answered awkwardly. "I'm gonna go see Tyler at the bar" I muttered, brushing last the pair of them. I headed straight for the bar, my head clouded with negative thoughts. Why wouldn't she tell him about a boyfriend she had? How long had they been together? Fuck, how long had he felt this way?

"Jamie, sorry I got distracted!" Tyler shouted over the music; he had a good buzz on.

"Listen bro, I'm heading out" I told him, deciding immediately I was in no mood for celebrating anymore. I looked over to where I had just been, noticing Haley and Derek kissing, dancing closely together; the sight made my blood boil and my heart falter.

"What!? We just got here! And you have to go and get your woman" he slurred, referring to Haley. I pointed over towards where I had previously been, where Tyler witnessed what I had just seen; Haley and her new boyfriend. "Dude- who is that!?"

"Her boyfriend"

"She has a boyfriend?" He looked just as surprised to find out as I did.

"Mhm" I wasn't in the mood for talking.

"When did this happen?" He was asking the wrong person.

"I have no idea" I grunted.

"What the hell, she didn't even tell me!" He shouted over the growing beat of the music.

"How do you think I feel!" I shouted back, knowing I had said the wrong thing. I had told myself I wasn't going to tell Tyler he was right; ever. But with seeing her with him and the mix of alcohol I guess I broke my own promise.

"So wait..." He trailed off into a grin.

"Yes, this means you're right" I rolled my eyes. I opened them to see him eyeing me with concern.

"I only would be happy about being right if it meant you guys would finally bang" Tyler confessed with a frown. "I'm sorry, man" he patted the back of my shoulder. His sincerity surprised me; I expected him to brag about being right. To by flooded with a million "I told you so's". But instead, I got sympathy; I'm not sure which once is worse.

"I'll see you later" I grumbled, finally deciding I'd had enough. I couldn't help but keep looking over to where Haley and Derek were standing; watching them flirt and interact. It tore me apart to see her, touching, flirting, kissing someone else; I wanted it so desperately to be me.

I hailed a cab almost instantly, and I was thankful. The longer I had to stand around on that bar, the more miserable I would become. I spent the entire silent ride home, my mind racing of thoughts of her. In all honesty I was sort of mad at her. I thought we were friends; best friends even. Don't best friends tell each other about this sort of stuff?

"Thanks man" I tipped the taxi driver before heading into my building; our building. Would she start bringing him around whenever they hung out? He was so used to it being either her and him, or the three of them; would there now be four?

Collapsing onto my bed, i closed my eyes, full clothed. I couldn't believe it took me this long to realize how i truly felt about her. She was the one person I could trust with anything; the one person I'd turn to for anything and everything.

Despite being heart broken, I was a little mad at her too. Why wouldn't she tell me? I felt unimportant; was I just thinking like this because of my current heart broken state? Was it the alcohol? Or did I have a legitimate reason to be mad?

I shook my head, trying to forget all the thoughts swimming through my head. I was going to drive myself crazy! Besides, round one of the playoffs was coming up, and I couldn't afford to be bummed out about Haley; we had to win.

I felt myself drifting off into a much needed sleep, my mind constantly drifting off to the image of the woman I love with somebody else.

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