The silent battle

Don’t judge me for having most of my stories being about boys. I think it is normal and it proves a lot of things, to you and to me. I have a friend,not just a friend. He is my good friend because l can do more than just being friends with him. There are limits between a guy friend and a girl friend. There are things that you cannot do to them or with them no matter how close and free you are. I will name him X. We became friends with X and within a short space of time we were good friends, very good friends. Our friendship changed, we did things that you can never do to your friend of the opposite sex unless if you are like us. Yes, we became friends with benefits. It all started as a joke and we kinda promised not to have feelings involved. No feelings were involved. It was great. It was fun. We both had no problems. We were close, well, we are close. Its still like that. We talk about anything, absolutely anything. Boys who ask me out and girls he likes. We have no problem with that. So, there is a certain girl who likes X and X knows it. I know it too. We have talked about her before. From what he said he doesn’t like her back. Well l believe him. I should right? he is my friend and l trust him. Why would he lie now. But now l think he did. He is clearly into the girl now, maybe he was from long back…whatever the case, X likes the girl. That is okay, but l need him to tell me to my face, like we always do. If they are going to get into something serious then l must know.
Worst part of this, the girl suspects that X and l are going out. So to her am the bigger threat. X and l didn’t tell anyone that we are friends who do extra things. It would have been weird and we don’t want people judging us.  We are okay with just us knowing, no one else. But l will be honest with you, l don’t want my friendship with X to end….not yet.