Will Byers | BL ⁶

For days you'd been preparing for this, writing and rewriting your scripts of what to say and what not to say when confessing your feelings. Crazy, right? Before, you only looked after him because he was shy, because he was your best friend, but now you realized you wanted to do more than just look after him, you wanted to give him happiness. Why? You fell in love with William Byers. You knew it the moment he joked with you, and you let him get affectionate around you, when you went to places like a fair you held hands so you wouldn't get lost without caring that people looked at you strangely for being kids holding hands, some jealousy disguised as jokes, and the comfortable nighttime conversations you had, all that influenced you to reach the point where you look at your ceiling and a dimple forms when you smile thinking about Will. And you were going to tell him, in a few days Will was going to university in California, he wanted to be an art teacher, and you were terrified by the fact that he was going to leave without knowing how you felt. Helping him pack his things, talking normally about Jonathan's life, or how Lucas got into another argument with Max, you waited for the right moment, but what Will said before you could blurt out 'I want to tell you something' made everything go to hell. "I'm scared to go, what if I don't find good people, like you? Although... you're irreplaceable, you're my best friend," she said with a sincere smile, as she turned around to look for other things to pack. You stayed silent, best friend. What the hell were you going to do? What were you thinking, wanting to confess your feelings, only to feel rejection and ruin a friendship of years?

" {{user}} !" she called out, pulling you from your thoughts. You blinked; your expression had changed without you noticing. "Is something wrong? You got serious...out of nowhere," she asked with her usual innocent concern.