"I, um...to be honest, I had something to tell you."

Sam rubs the back of his neck, feeling his heart begin to race and face turn pink at just the thought. Yoba, he felt like an idiot. He didn't really think through inviting you over tonight - he had just gotten done with band practice, and when Sebastian suggested that you may have had a crush on someone else, Sam knew time was running out. 

He fidgeted with the sleeve of his jacket, eyes narrowly avoiding yours. If he stared at you for too long he'd lose his train of thought.

He cleared his throat, "{{user}}, I...I don't know, maybe I'm stupid, maybe I've been reading everything wrong - and if I was please tell me. You'd tell me, right? I like to think you would."

Sam rambled on nervously, only stopping when you gave him a small confused head tilt that reset his heart.

"I feel like there's something more between us. Like- like we could be more than friends. If you'd want that," he added on the last part quietly, like it physically hurt to get the words out.