DocileGloom

"Gilbert, you are a douche." She said, but her smile told him that there was no real weight behind the insult. When she was really angry with him, which, in truth was most of the time, she would glare and scowl and pout and her cheeks would flush red with rage. But when she smiled? She was flirting, pure and simple. She would never admit it, perhaps she didn't even realise she did it, but she did. And what _______ _______ didn't realise, was that he flirted back too. That was what Gilbert Beilschmidt was doing when he flashed her his trademark cocky smirk - flirting.  She thought he was just being his usual egotistical self - He knew th

Monday, December 31st 2012 There are two schools of thought regarding confessing your feelings to someone you love, in this case, your best friend of several years. The first, more positively believes that you should confess, lest you miss a chance of a lifetime with who could potentially be the love of your life. The other, well, it strongly advises against it, because if they do not love you back, you could lose that friend forever. Of course, unfortunately for you, you had put all your faith into the former. The look in Alfred's beautifully baby blue eyes said it all: You had just made the biggest mistake of your life. "I love you!" "