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unadulterated-syd · 2 years

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Come Tomorrow Afternoon.

Warnings; Angst, unrequited love, weed/mentions of smoking obv.

Synopsis; Sydney Novak takes Stanley's attention from you, suddenly he's the Dina to your Syd.

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Stan was always your number one fan. From all your shitty crushes, to the hobbies you dropped in minutes, even through the new and old friends.

He was the best friend you could ask for because of that, he was such a goofy and laid back guy, there was never drama nor tension. In a way you were his number one fan just as well.

The two of you had a weird bond to outsiders, two people with completely different lives getting along better than they did with their families. But that's how you liked it, no one could comprehend so no one could talk shit.

You weren't per-say popular, but you were definitely well-known. Stan was well known too, but for much different reasons. The Stoner-Weirdo and the seemingly normal Shy-Kid. That's what made it so weird to the outside world.

Well, that was, until Stanley's obsession with Sydney Novak came along. You had nothing against her, you never would. Stan just seemed to revolve around her, while every part of you was still revolved around him.

It was like a switch in his head flipped, from you to him, except she didn't reciprocate. It was quite obvious to everyone in the world that Syd liked Dina, well except to Dina and Stan. That's what made the situation worse.

You could never hate Syd for the situation, envious maybe, but she was just like you. The one she loved, Dina, falling for someone seemingly random, Brad, after having eyes for only her. Stan was your one and only and now that was gone for you, just as it was for her.

The last straw was the party, showing up with Stan, just for him to ditch you for Syd, then to be ditched. You should've known. This happened a lot nowadays.

You sat lying down on the hard concrete of the small basketball court, silent. You heard muffled noises, and then the door slam open and shut, followed by muttering.

You didn't bother to look up, even at the mentioning of your name, "Y/n..?" Stanley Barber. God he had the absolute worse timing. You finally looked over when he sat next to you.

"Bummer party, huh?" He asked, messing with his blazer pockets, seemingly in search of a blunt. "Yeah, guess so. What went wrong for you, Barber?" You turned your head in his direction, knowing his answer would have something to do with Syd.

"Syd and Dina ditched, then I couldn't find you. Don't want to go home, cus' dad, don't want to stay cause people." He sighed, fumbling to find a lighter.

You shared a lopsided smile with him before reaching into his breast pocket, "You put it in here earlier."

"Thanks," His voice was muffled, due to the blunt hanging between his lips, he didn't grab the lighter, simply shuffling forward in order to get you to light it, which you did.

"What's wrong with you then?" He looked at the ground between his legs. "Dunno, was hoping to spend more time with you i guess." You shrugged, keeping your own eyes on the sky. "Me why didn't you just say that, silly?"

"Its not really been that easy to talk to you lately, Barber." You hummed, seeing his puzzled look from the corner of your eye. "Don't give me that look, have you not noticed? Stan you went from number one me friend, everything together, to number one Syd fan. I'm only around when you can't convince her to stay."

"Y/n, it's really just a crush.. I didn't know it affected you that much." He whispered, scared of confrontation. You didn't want to blow up on him, and you wouldn't. Because it wasn't fair to him, and it wasn't fair to Syd.

"Stan, look. I love you, but Syd doesn't like you back, she will never like you back. And it has nothing to do with you, you're awesome, but she likes girls, she's in love with Dina. People do love you Stan, god people have crushes on you too, you just chose the one who can't reciprocate."

"No one has crushes on me, name one person-" he started, in denial of the who Syd in love with Dina thing. "Me, Barber, me. I love you, I have a crush on you. There."

"Me?" he looked at you, more confused looking than ever. He was high when he came, and he was even higher now, of course he was confused. Maybe this would never mean a thing come tomorrow afternoon.

Maybe that's all it'd ever be. Nothing.

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