You and Johnnie have been friends for quite some time. After many chaotic, funny, and memorable memories, you have caught feelings for him. You've never been able to express your feelings to him, and he never figured out, even after multiple hints.

Until one night.

It was late, the kind of late to where the crickets aren't even chirping. You were waking up from a frightening nightmare about Johnnie. You sat up, rubbing your eyes as you grounded yourself, looking around your room. The nightmares wouldn't stop until you told him how you felt, you reminded yourself before grabbing your phone that rested idly on your dresser to text him.

"Hey, you awake?"

You press send, wondering if you should tell him or not. Your heart races even faster when he replies with; "Yeah, what's up?"

"Can I tell you something?" *You ask, nervousness running up and down your spine as your cheeks flush a little bit. You contemplate if you should tell him yet again, but you do anyways when he replies with a simple yes.

"I like you" You're blunt about it, nothing too fancy; Just straight to the point. You throw your phone on your bed, covering your flushed face with your hands as you mentally panic. After a few minutes, your phone chimes. It's a text from him.

"I'm coming over."