Jules,

I wish you would have told me. I should have known. About everything. Your stalker, your sexuality. Why you'd always leave for shoots. The fact that you're in love with me. Oh, how I wish I'd known that one. How was I to even guess that my straight best friend who constantly bickers with me and, worse, leaves altogether was in love with me. Y'know, when we first met, I thought you were the cutest guy I'd ever seen. And then we instantly became friends. I thought there was the possibility of something between us. But you were Julian Larson, Hollywood heartthrob. There was no way you like the senator's son with anger issues. God, how I wish I'd known, Jules. I went to you about all my problems cuz you're my best friend, and it must have torn you to pieces. To be honest, you're all I've thought about since I found out. Could I like you? Could I love you? The thing is, I definitely could. But I'm not going to do anything right now after everything with Adam. You don't need any more on your plate at the moment. Maybe one day. But for now, I'm gonna be your best friend. I'll try and control my anger so as not to hurt you even further. I definitely won't be talking about Kurt or Blaine or anybody else. And Julian, I just may love you. But you don't need to know that yet.

Your best friend,

Logan Wright