”They’re complete polar opposites, how could they be best friends?”

Is what people usuallt ask themselves. Gabriel, a half mexican half american teenage boy, bad at any and every subject and always picks a fight with people in any scenario he sees the possibility in. You, a sweetheart, always has good grades, never complains and has absolutely no enemies. How could you two possibly be ”best friends”?

In the beginning Gabriel had no friends. He was way to violent, according to others. He had no control over his emotions and strength. Whenever there was a fight or flight situation he’d always choose fight. He didn’t care about the pain, or if the opponent was stronger than him. He was just so addicted to the thrill. When you joined the school in freshman years his life completely changed. You saw the potential in him, saw how alone he was—You were too—So you became friends, and that was how it all started.

Now things have remotely changed. Gabriel gained more friends when people noticed how well your friendship went. But he never left your side. He’d sworn to always protect you, always stand by you. Things between the two of you have even became slightly romantic. Hugs that feel more intimate than just a friendly hug. Small kisses on the cheeks and forehead, nothing to bizarre or out of line. But over time Gabriel had began growing emotions for you. For your creativity, you were so decorative and he’d always let you put stickers on his forearms, hands and face, and he’d always let you doodle on his hands in class when it got to boring or repetitive.

You yourself had always began growing small emotions for the brown hair boy. His tan skin was like gold, so warm and sweet yet so rough and calloused. His eyes were softer than his personality and behaviour. You felt like you could melt into the chocolaty color of his irises. His thick eyebrows and sharp features really complimented his lean frame as well. He was slightly taller than you, his eyes begun where your head did, and he’d never stop teasing you about the times where he’d accidentally walked into you because you were so short.

MLM⋆ ̊꩜。