BEFORE I START, I'M SO EXCITED TO PUT RAFA IN THIS STORY EEEEEEEE.

OKAY, I'LL START NOW. UwU
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   I woke up on my couch after a fulfilling sleep, rubbing my eyes. I had slept on the couch that night as to not disturb the sleeping Luca, and boy, that couch was uncomfortable. But I still managed to sleep on it.

   I yawned and rubbed my sore back, (the couch had caused the soreness,) looking at the time.

   7:30.

   Huh.., I thought. Luca should be up by now...

   My eyes came to rest on the coffee table, and there was a sticky note attached to it.

   I ripped it from the table, reading the words afterwards.

   It read:

   Dear (Y/N),

   Jalene and I went to get coffee. I'll be back around 9:30. Love you.

   -Luca ♡

   I felt my lips press together to form a thin line. Luca and Jalene were spending a lot of time together...so much so that it was starting to get suspicious.

   Were they--?

   I tried to shake that thought from my mind. After all, I had spent a lot of time with Daveed, and we were nothing but best friends. The situations weren't that different from each other.

   Yeah, but not that much time, I found myself thinking. And I never talked about Daveed constantly. Well, if they are together behind my and Daveed's back, I guess we can consider ourselves even.

   I forced myself to snap out of that mindset. They were just close friends, and nothing more.

   I sighed, suddenly feeling an urge to talk to someone about this whole situation.

   Hm...who should it be..? I asked myself, looking up at my ceiling. It helped me think.

   Mom..? No...Dad? Definitely not...who should I ask? I thought.

   Then my face lit up as I thought of the perfect person.

   Rafa!

   He doesn't judge, but he doesn't act like everything's good and rainbow-filled.

   I had been friends with Rafa for a while, too. I had met him in second grade when Daveed introduced us.

   I smiled, recalling the day...

   ~Flashback that is brought to you by young Daveed!~

   I was sitting in my front yard, humming a tune and plucking grass out of the earth. I apparently hated grass.

   While I was doing this somehow entertaining act, I heard a familiar voice call my name.

   "Hey, (Y/N)!"

   I turned around, and Daveed was running towards me with an unknown boy holding his hand.

   (By the way, Daveed and I lived really close to each other back then, so he could pop my personal bubble any time he wanted.)

   "Hey, Dav!" I smiled, turning to face him. "Who's this?" I pointed to the unknown boy.

   Daveed was in my front yard now, and he seemed a bit out of breath as he reached me. "I...I'm glad you asked!" he panted, smiling excitedly. He let go of the boy's hand and gestured to him. "This is Rafael Casal! I met him at the park a few weeks ago, and he's gonna join our class after spring break!"

   (That interaction happened during spring break, so yeah.)

   I looked over at the boy who's name was apparently Rafael.

   He was tall, (a bit shorter than Daveed, but yeah,) had short, light brown hair, and fair skin. He also wore a shirt with a skull ironed on it.

   I smiled. "Nice to meet you. I'm (Y/N) (L/N)," I said, standing up and holding out my hand for him to shake.

   "Rafael Casal. Nice to meet you, too," Rafael smiled, grabbing ny hand and shaking it. "Diggs has told me a lot about you."

   My face turned a light shade of pink, but me, not knowing about my feelings for Daveed, figured I was just getting sick. "Really?" I asked, looking at Daveed, who was smiling and staring at the ground.

   "Yep!" Rafael answered, smiling. "Well, what're we waiting for? Let's play!"

   And with that, us three children had the time of our lives being children.

   ~End of flashback~

   Snapping out of my reverie, I pulled out my phone, dialing Rafa's number afterwards.

   Rafa answered on the second ring. It always killed him to miss phone calls.

   "Yo, what's up, (Y/N)?" I heard Rafa's voice ask me. I loved how he didn't say "hello" like an average person.

   I smiled to myself, grateful that I had a friend like Rafa. "Hey, Rafa. Can you come over? There's...been some stuff going on lately, and I wanna vent to my friend about it."

   Rafa answered without hesitation. "Of course. I'll be over in twenty minutes."

   I smiled. "You're the best. See ya then."

   "See ya!" Rafa said, hanging up. I wondered how he would react when I told him about my and Daveed's...mistake? If that's what you'd call it?

   I hung up also, sighing. I looked down at myself, realizing that I was still in my pajamas. "I should probably get ready. Rafa probably wouldn't be too keen on seeing a trash can talking to him."

   I chuckled at my own joke, going upstairs so that I could change.

***

   I was done getting ready, and Rafa was set to arrive at any minute.

   I decided to sit down and wait for the cinnamon roll.

   As soon as my butt touched the couch, Rafa knocked on the door with what sounded like all he had.

   I groaned, getting up and opening the door for him.

   Rafa immediately flew inside of my house, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the couch. After doing so, he sat us both down on said couch.

   "Okay, spill," Rafa demanded, his brown eyes filled with curiousness.

   Come to think of it...Rafa also looked the same as he did when he was a wee young baby child. He just looked older.

   I sighed, afraid that Rafa would think I was a monster for betraying Luca in the way that I did. "Before I do," I said, wringing my hands nervously, "you have to promise not to think that I'm an awful person."

   "What do you mean?" Rafa said, a devious smirk appearing on his face. "I already think you're an awful person!"

   I smacked Rafa upside the head. "I'm serious, smart ass."

   "Okay, okay! I promise," Rafa said, laughing.

   I exhaled, then began.

   "So...a few days ago...Daveed had Luca and I over to their house...and...Luca and Jalene went to get drinks...and...and...I kissed Daveed...with our lovers absent..."

   Before I could go on any further, Rafa interrupted. "What the fuck, (Y/N)?! You both are taken!" he said, flailing his arms around.

   You know what, I take back what I said about Rafa not being judgmental. He's the judgiest person to ever be born.

   "I'm not done," I said calmly. "And I immediately pulled away; I felt awful. But then Daveed leaned in...and all of a sudden, we were kissing."

   Rafa was silent for a moment. "What the fuck, Diggs?!"

   I chuckled. It felt good to tell someone about the whole situation, but maybe there were better options than Rafa. Don't get me wrong, he was still a wonderful person to vent to, but I wasn't really looking for humor on that particular day. "I know...what the fuck to both of us..."

   "So what else happened?" Rafa asked, clearly excited to be receiving all this gossip.

   "Well, I got super wasted, and then I passed out. And when I woke up, it was 2:30. Daveed was, surprisingly, already up, and he offered to drive me home. I accepted, and on the way home, I asked him why he had kissed me, but he turned the topic of conversation to me, asking why I had kissed him.

   "I told him the truth, which was that I had recently realized that I loved him and that I always had. Even more than Luca. And then I asked him the same question again.

   "He said that he kissed me because of the same reasons as me. He said that he had found out he loved me when Jalene and him were dating for about a month. He said Jalene didn't give him the same rush that I did. And then, we were at my house. And we kissed again."

   Rafa was gaping at me once I had finished my tale. "Wow. I didn't know you and Diggs thought about each other that way."

   I sighed. "I didn't either..."

   "But if I know one thing about Diggs, it's that he never lies! So, if he told you he loved you, it's true!" Rafa said. "You should go after him! I mean...after telling Luca."

   I thought about it for a minute. "Yeah, I guess I could tell him. This'll be good, because I don't like hiding things from people."

   "Might I say what a shitty situation you put yourself in," Rafa said with a chuckle.

   "I know," I groaned. "I wonder how Luca will react when I tell him..."

   That's when the front door opened.

   Luca was home.

   He's early.., I thought nervously. I didn't even get to mentally prepare myself for telling him the truth.