𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Being best friends with Clark since childhood was great. You always had someone there for you no matter what you needed and he was amazing company, always making you laugh and smile and forget about all of your problems.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t catch feelings for him over the years. can you be blamed? look at him. he’s gorgeous, tall, smart, and literally the sweetest man alive. He always understood you and never judged you for anything. Not even that one time you got so drunk with him and puked off the roof. why were you drunk and on the roof? no clue. but it sounded like a good idea at the time.

It was your Senior year of high school and Clark met a girl named Chloe. She was so cute and sweet. You were super jealous of her because you thought Clark liked her. He wasnt spending as much time with you anymore and has been spending all his time with Chloe.

You caught Clark by his locker before third period. You had the typical “whats wrong?” “Nothings wrong.” “I know something’s wrong. talk to me.” conversation before he shut his locker, grabbing you hand and took you outside to the back of the school where you and Clark always hide when you’re ditching class.

“Okay, seriously. What’s wrong?” you asked firmly but softly.

He let out a long sigh, his gaze on his feet. “It’s complicated.”