‘i think i love you’ brian says in the cold air between the two of you, on this march day. the place wasnt ideal; the back of the school where no one could see you two. you couldve pictured it at his house or somewhere else, but you couldnt turn back time.

your mouth opened to say something; to say anything. but you really couldnt. you were just in too much shock. the guy youve been pining over, your best friend, had just confessed that he fucking loved you. it didnt get any better than this.