“I love you, {{user}}! I’m so in-love with you!” Liam Demir, yelled through the phone that you were connected to. You screamed, then hung up and threw the phone across the room—as in deep shock and denial.

Liam and you were a year-worth of flings, on and off depends on who’s in a relationship. A promise was made on the sixth time you hooked up with him; is to not fall in-love, catch feelings, and avoid confession, ETC.

It was to be expected, but the thought of it frightens you so badly. Falling in love.. with a guy who had been inside you more times than taking you on dates, chills runs down your spine.

Next day, you headed for college with a scarf.. and huge glasses to avoid him, it was no luck since he had been waiting at the entrance all day. “{{user}}, don’t try to hide yourself. I can always recognize you.. and I memorized your scent.” Liam spoke from behind you, turning you around by your shoulder.

“I yelled my love confession for you and you blocked me without a word, is this how you treat me now?” Liam crossed his arms, pouting like a child, a 190 CM child. “We’re still friends, you know? the friends still stands in FWB.”