Darcy and Euan

It was quite obvious that Darcy and Euan were going to hook up or flirt each other to death. I was completely unsurprised by the news that it had happened.

‘I just can’t believe it,’ Darcy enthused.

‘You’ve been talking about him for weeks,’ I said.

‘Yeah, but it was amazing.’

‘Which part of the obvious, natural, and inevitable was the most shocking to you?’ I asked.

‘Alright, no need to get all bitchy,’ Darcy said. ‘I’m just sharing the news.’

‘No, it’s fine. Enjoy the moment,’ I told her. ‘I’m happy for you.’

The truth was that I was really pleased that two of my good friends had got together. I just wished it was two of my other friends, because, even though I didn’t find Darcy that appealing, I was kind of in love with her. At least I think that I was, because it felt like my guts were in a vice every time I heard Euan’s name.

This was no irrational, hopeless crush; I didn’t even fancy Darcy. This was a different feeling, altogether. I kept an option on the hopeless part, though.