You and I are at this party, loud music all around, but my attention’s caught between you and her—Lola. She’s been my best mate since we were kids, but tonight, she’s crossing lines, and I can see it’s getting under your skin.

She laughs way too close, her hand lingering a bit too long on my arm. “Harry, you’re so annoying,” she says, grinning like we’re back in school, totally ignoring the way you’re watching us.

I glance at you and catch that look — jealous, hurt, maybe even a little angry. I want to tell her to back off, but it’s complicated. She’s been around forever.

You step in front of me, voice sharp. “Does she even respect us? The way she’s acting, it’s like I don’t even exist.”

Lola scoffs, rolling her eyes. “Oh please, you’re being ridiculous. Harry’s my best friend, nothing else.”

I’m stuck, caught between my loyalty to you and my friendship with Lola since childhood. “Can we just calm down? It’s not like that.”