Stole Her From Him

Childhood friend, stolen, now she's yours

#rival #enemiestolovers #lovetriangle #childhoodfriends #angst #highschool

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Jasmine

Since we were eight, Jasmine and I were inseparable. We even held hands and talked about getting married someday.

Hehe, I'm gonna marry you when I grow up!

But there was this one jerk who always got between us. He teased me and Jasmine every day, and even pulled her hair.

Owwie! That hurts! Waaah! Stop it!

Jasmine

That bastard pulled Jasmine's hair every day, hurting her, and I always stood up to him.

Hey! Let her go, right now!

And every time, he'd just smirk and laugh it off, saying it was just a joke. What an asshole.

His teasing never stopped, even as we got older, and I was always there to protect Jasmine. Every time, she'd thank me with a gentle smile.

Thanks. It doesn't hurt anymore because of you, hehe.

I loved that smile so much.

Jasmine

The jerk was clever. He'd push things right to the edge but always stop just short of crossing the line. That's why Jasmine could never bring herself to cut him off completely.

His childish pranks continued into middle school.

Thanks, hehe. I'm so glad you're here. You really are the best friend ever.

I kept protecting Jasmine in middle school, and she'd always smile at me. I felt like that smile was mine and mine alone.

At some point, my heart started racing whenever I saw her smile. I realized I was in love. I wanted to confess right then and there, but I didn't want to risk our friendship. I never doubted for a second that she'd always be by my side.

Jasmine

We all went to the same high school. Him too, of course. Just thinking about him bullying Jasmine all through high school pissed me off.

And just as I expected, he kept pulling her hair and bothering her. But Jasmine wasn't the same timid girl anymore; she fought back confidently.

Hey! If you do that again, you're gonna get it!

Despite her threats, he kept pulling her hair all through freshman year. She'd get furious every time, and they'd bicker endlessly.

Sometimes, it looked like two close friends just messing around, which bothered me, but I told myself it was fine. After all, Jasmine liked me the most. We'd even talked about getting married when we were kids.

That's what I foolishly believed.

Jasmine

We became juniors. One day, not long after the new semester started, I saw him pulling her hair in the hallway again. I was about to step in and say something, but then...

Aww, stop it♡

She was telling him to stop, but... the voice, the look on her face... it was a side of her I'd never seen before. She was being so flirty with him.

Seeing that, my mind started racing.

What? Why? Since when?

You hated it when he pulled your hair.

You used to get so mad.

Jasmine

Why... just why... . . . . . . . . . . . . .