To Be The Back Stabber...the story

i have never wanted to be the person that ended up hurting my friend over a guy. and sure, i'm not...yet. I mean, i had been the friend that was hurt, but now i think that i will become the person that will do the hurting. the guy... let's call him jay. and the friend...we shall call her ally. and me? well, i guess we can call me reece, since that is my name.

anyway, jay was one of my good friends, and he was the reason why i met ally, when they were dating the first time. see, i had, and still do have this crush on jay, and when they broke up, i was so happy, and ally told me to go for him. however, i delayed to long.
then, just a couple days ago, i got the best news that i could get from jay. he was breaking up with his girlfriend. i was happy, and i wasn't going to delay this time. but then, not two hours later, ally came and told me the truth, she loved jay.
i, being the good friend that i am, told her to go for it, to tell him, like she wanted to. besides, they make the cutest couple anyway. but then, thanks to jay, it was all ruined when he came up to me in band the next morning.
"Can we talk?"
i nodded and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the back room.
"What's up?" i asked as i leaned up against the wall behind me.
"Ally came and told me that she wanted to be with me, but i have a slight problem."
I looked at him, thinking that maybe he just wasn't ready for a new girlfriend yet or something.
"Okay, shoot. What's on your mind?"
"I like you, and i want you, and i don't know what to do. do you like me back? that's the one answer i need. i love you, and i have loved you since i first came to know you, and i want to know right now, do you like me like that in any way?"
of course i did, but i wasn't going to answer him. are you kidding? i would hurt ally's feelings like no other. what would i do then? sure, i would have jay, but ally was my best friend, the one that i could tell anything, the one that was suppose to have a show with me in the future. i couldn't hurt her like that. so, as much as i wanted to say JAY! i love you!, i couldn't.
"i'm sorry jay, but i don't. i like you like a friend, but nothing more." my voice caught at the end of the sentence, and i could feel the tears building up behind my eye lids, and i knew that dam wouldn't hold.
i left, but not before he seen those tears on my face, and when i sat in my seat, i let them spill. Ally came over, asking if i was ok. i didn't explain, but i welcomed the shoulder to cry on. and i knew he deffenitly seen me, and i also knew that he now knew what i had told him was all a lie.