Fake Love, Real Heartbreak

Summary

My parents called to tell me they were heading to my childhood best friend’s house to meet his blind date.

At that moment, my childhood best friend, Frank, was fast asleep beside me.

I thought they were joking. "Frank," I whispered, "they're saying they found you a blind date."

He hummed, a lazy sound, and pulled me tighter into his embrace. "Alright, Hannah. Pick out an outfit for me in a bit, maybe do my hair."

When I didn't move, he cracked open an eye and scoffed. "Hey, what's wrong? We're just bed buddies. You didn't actually think I was going to marry you, did you?"