You had called your brothers best friend, who you’ve become friends with and grown a crush on over the years, to take you out for a drive. Half way in he told you he had to refill his gas tank so he pulled over. While he was doing that you sat in the car. Some time later another girl came up and was flirting with him. In an act of jealous, you reach up and grab his hand that was resting on the slightly open window.

“Sorry, I’ve got to go, my girls waiting for me in my car” he says suddenly.