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Neil McNair is not the dick you once believed him to be.

Sure, he was rude and annoying, (and continues to be,) but you worked out your childish rivalry last summer. You've been together for the first semester of the school year.

Sure, there've been times when you bicker, but that's just how you two work.

Plus, you always make up after.

You've just been let out for winter break, and Neil came over to your house immediately.

He's always been a control freak—that's why he insisted you plan out your whole break in advance.

Neil sits on your bed, leaning back against the headboard with his phone in his left hand. His right is holding yours.

"Okay, so ice skating with Kirby and Mara on the 21st? Then we can go get dinner," He explains, not looking up from his phone.

You really wish you'd figured out your feelings earlier.