Of the many things I lost in the BF wipe on Monday was this ode to my best friend, who I refer to as Lad Boy or LB as you’ve probably seen on this website. I sent it to him after writing it and his first response was, ‘Where did you get all those pictures?’ Cheers, mate. Love you too! Anyway, of all the people who rushed to console me and find out what happened, he was certainly one of them and listened patiently while I ranted on the phone for an hour, despite not caring even a little bit about One Direction. He is actually the only friend I have who ever agreed to watch One Direction live with me as they were playing at a festival we went to. Although his official critique was, ‘This is a load of poo,’ he still stood there with me and watched the entire thing. He said that he liked ‘the one wearing that thing’ which was Liam, and did not judge me for knowing all the words.
Anyway, he’s a great friend and although he’s forgotten how to edit this website and left me to do a crash course in web design (he made this website for me…it use to just be a lot of words on a blogspot page), I still love him like the brother from another mother that he is.
So, without further adieu, here is what it’s like to be a girl with a best friend who is a boy.
Because my childhood vaguely looked like Mean Girls with 8 year olds, I’ve predominantly avoided girl drama by having best friends who are boys. This didn’t change when I went to uni, where I met my current best friend who happens to be a boy. Our purely platonic relationship is suspicious to some, and most are skeptical when we say that we are legitimately just friends.
And of course this old chestnut.
“What I’m saying is – and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form – is that men and women can’t be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.”
What an utter load of shite.
And the fact that my best friend vaguely looks like a shorter version of Ashton Kutcher only exacerbates the situation.
Hello, sexual.
So because we’re both reasonably attractive adults, people assume that only time stands between us and the inevitable.
But, much like how you know if your’e attracted to someone sexually straight away, we immediately knew that we were attracted platonically and in a bromance kind of way.
But, because I’m a girl, it leaves little doubt with most people that our relationship will end in either true love or heartbreak. And that this ultimatum will happen.
And when he met his current girlfriend and declared that she was The One I was like:
But because he’s my best friend he reads just about everything I write. So, I thought I’d just give a shout out …
Originally posted on Nov. 11, 2013, at 10:14 p.m.