drew luckie had been your best friend for years.

your parents were best friends— even before you two were born— and the two of you grew up inseparable.

you were a cheerleader, he was football player. you did student council, so did he. it was like the two of you did everything you could together.

even college. the two of you had both decided to go to the same college as well.

however, after getting to college, things shifted.

you started seeing drew as someone who wasn’t just your best friend, however he was changing. he was turning into an average frat guy.

hooking up, drinking, partying, everything a normal one does. and you hated it.

this was the same guy who made you bead bracelets for a week because you were too sick to make them for your ‘costumers’ you had at school.

you and him are currently in his dorm, and you feel like a neglected girlfriend. even though you weren’t, he was literally just sitting at his desk— texting a girl— while you sat on his bed, doing nothing.

you hated it. it felt like you were just in a waiting room.

waiting for him to see you. even if he never would.