My Brother's Best Friend

18-James

James' POV

Oh my freaking god. Shoot me, now.
In front of me stood the most beautiful sight, ever. I’m not even joking. I had just come into this store to buy myself a couple pairs of jeans…and who would have ever guessed that I would find Ally, here? And in a dress like that?
I barely even pondered why she would be dress-shopping in the first place. All I saw was her, and me. I had forgotten that she had a friend with her. The whole world had just frozen around us.
“James?” she repeated, staring at me. I swallowed, and said stupidly, “Yeah. Uh…what are you doing here?” She continued to stare at me, her expression unchanging. “Uh…trying on things…you?”
I lifted the jeans I had been holding. “Just getting these…” it was awkwardly silent, then. Her friend kept eyeing us suspiciously. “Oh! Emily! This is James, Mitch’s best friend. James…this is my best friend, Emily,” Ally said, very quickly. Emily waved a little, and I just smiled.
I couldn’t believe how beautiful Ally looked, right now. I mean, she always looked amazing, but right now…I couldn’t even describe what I was feeling.
Then, I realized…I could ask Ally the question. I could finally tell her that I liked her. I didn’t even care that Emily was there to hear. I had to tell Ally, now.
“Ally…” I said quickly. “I need to tell you something.” She looked right in my eyes, and I felt like she was all I could ever need. She stood there, waiting for me to continue.
Right as I opened my mouth to continue, a voice jumped in, from out of there. “Oh my god…Ally?” All three of us turned our heads to see who had been speaking. Oh, God, no! I thought to myself, and groaned quietly. “Ally,” Tyler said again, and I watched as he jogged over to us. “Holy crap, you are gorgeous.” I felt like punching his face, but of course, I didn’t. “Not that you aren’t always, but you know.”
Ally blushed then, making herself look even more beautiful, to me. All this time, Emily was just standing there, eying us. Tyler quickly continued his flirting. “I’m glad you’re here, though. I was wondering…would you like to join me for dinner, this evening?”
I seriously almost did punch him. Who the heck did he think he was, asking Ally out, like that? Before Ally could answer, Emily quickly said, “She’d love to.” Tyler smiled at Emily, then back at Ally. “Excellent! Can I meet you at that new fancy restaurant with the French name that no one knows how to pronounce?”
Emily again answered for Ally. “Is 7:00 is ok for you?” Tyler nodded. “Perfect. See you then.” Tyler glanced at me for the first time, and said, “Oh, hey, James!” Then he left.
Ally looked at me helplessly, but I just sighed. “You know what? Never mind. I’ll catch you later, Al,” I said, and turned to leave. I now knew why Ally would be trying on dresses like these. I should have known that it wouldn’t work out for me to like a gorgeous girl, like herself. There were bound to be other admirers…
“James…wait!” Ally called after me, but I just kept walking. I guess I just found out why they called this a “crush”. It was because it could never be possible for the other person to like you, so you get “crushed”, or in other words, a broken heart.