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This story was inspired by the movie "My Best Friend's Wedding" starring Julia Roberts and from some events in my personal life that happened long ago.

Dedicated to @CailouDelaine

"Layla! You have a call!" Shouts my assistant and close friend Michelle.

"Take a message." Shouting back at her. I was currently working on a magazine cover spread and the deadline is tomorrow.

"I told him, but he insists you take it. He says it is important."

"He?" I say aloud. "Alright." Grabbing the phone receiver. "Layla Mendez speaking..."

"Hey short stuff."

Stopping what I was doing I focus on the voice of the caller.

"Kiran?" Asking shocked. I cannot believe it is him. My best friend of fifteen years.

"Who else calls you short stuff?" Hearing him try to be serious.

"Oh, well, ya know, a few men besides you." I joke making him grunt.

"Really? Cause I thought I was the only one. Who are the bastards that dare call my best girl short stuff?"

Keeping in my laughter I respond. "Aww, is someone upset?"

Silence. "Tell me you are kidding and then I will tell you if I am or not."

I start laughing. "Kiran, trust and believe there is no other man calling me that. I would not let them. You know I do not even like you calling me that."

"Good and too bad short stuff. That has always been and always will be my nickname for you. I will make sure no other guys call you that."

I shake my head. He is right, from the second we met back in the sixth grade he has called me that and fifteen years later he still does, which is annoying. I am twenty-six years old for goodness sake.

"Alright, alright. So, to what do I owe the honor of your call Doctor Evans?"

"Well, my dear photographer, I wanted to let you know that I am back in town."

My eyes widen and a loud squeal comes out of my mouth. Yeah, I know, childish. "Oh my God Kiran! You are back? When? Why didn't you call me? Wait, who picked you up?" I ask without taking a breath.

"Layla breathe sweetheart..." He tries to calm my excitement. "We came in late last night. I didn't want to wake you and plus, I wanted to surprise you."

"We?" I ask confused. Who did he come with?

"Um, yeah. That is why I came back to the states and why I called you."

"O-kay." Drawing the word. Kiran is obviously hiding something. His voice breaks off when he is nervous.

"Short stuff, I have met someone, and I want you to meet her." He lets out causing me to drop the phone and fall on my ass from the chair I was about to sit on.

"Layla? Layla are you alright?" I hear him asking in a concerned voice. Thank God he is not in front of me, that would have been embarrassing.

"Um, yeah sorry. I, um, dropped the phone. So, you were saying?" I try acting nonchalantly.

"I met someone. Her name is Amelia. I want you to meet her short stuff. I think you two will get along great." He says enthusiastically.

"Wow, Kiran I-I..." I stutter, trying to digest the fact that my best friend just told me he has a girlfriend. A girlfriend I have never heard about before.

"I know I haven't mentioned her before and that is the reason I am calling you. Can we meet for dinner tonight? Red Rose, our favorite restaurant?"

"Um, I don't know Kiran? I have a cover due tomorrow that I am working on..." Trying to not go and meet his new fling.

There is silence on the other end. "Layla, I have not seen you in how many years? It will mean the world to me if my dearest, bestest, oldest friend can meet me for dinner so she can meet my girl." And the way he said my girl, makes my stomach turn.

"Kiran..."

"Short stuff, please. I am begging you. Don't you miss me? Don't you want to see me? Please, pretty please?" I hate when he begs and gives me guilt trips. He always made me do anything he wanted when he begged. I am pretty sure he has his lip out.

"Are you pouting?"

"Yes. Is it working?"

"Of course not. We are not face to face dufus." Rolling my eyes though he cannot see me.

"You still use that word dork?"

"Better than being a dufus." Retorting back with a smirk.

"Fine. So, will you meet us for dinner? I am paying." Kiran sing songs the last part.

I sigh. I know he would harass me if I did not agree to meet him. He would probably show up at my office if I said no.

Grunting I say. "Fine... fine. I will meet you. At what time?" Relenting to his plead.

"Are you serious? You are going?" Surprised he asks excitedly.

"Yes Kiran. I will go to dinner to meet your new girlf-..." I begin to say but he cut me off by shouting.

"Yes! Thank you, short stuff. You do not know how happy you have made me." Hearing him say that puts a smile on my face.

"Ok, I made reservations for seven o'clock."

"Wait? You already made reservations? How did you know if I was going to say yes?"

"Haha, because I knew you would say yes. You always do when I ask you for something." Sounding smug and I knew he had a huge smirk on his handsome face.

"Well, then no."

"What? Ah ah, you already agreed. You will be there for seven sharp, no excuses and if you do not show up, I will drive over to your place dress you and drag you to the restaurant."

"Fine, I give in. Now my dearest, bestest and oldest friend. If you want me to see you later on tonight, I need to hang up so I can finish this cover or else you will not be seeing me for a while."

"Okay, okay. I will let you go be amazing. I will see you later seven sharp Layla. Do not be late." He says in a stern voice.

"Yes Doctor Evans."

"Alright short stuff, I really cannot wait to see you and for you to meet Amelia. I know she is excited to meet my other best girl."

"Yeah, can't wait." Hoping he did not catch my sarcasm.

"Bye sweetheart. Finish that cover."

"Bye Kiran, I will try to finish it. See you later." Hanging up then putting my forehead on the desk.

"Ugh. I miss him so much, but why did he have to come back with his new girlfriend?" Banging my head on the desk softly.

Sitting up I take a deep breath in then exhale. Words cannot express how happy I am to see my best friend. It has been a few years and way past due. Maybe meeting Amelia will not be too bad. Kiran has never had a long-term relationship. Even when we were in school, he just dated many girls. This one is probably like the others. I have nothing to worry about... right?

"Layla, here is the picture you wanted." Snapping out of my thoughts I take the picture Michelle gives me and continue my work. Only eight hours until I see Kiran and meet his 'new girlfriend'.

A/N: 06/11/2016

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