he was getting tired of it. every time he told you he loved you, every time he got closer than he should’ve, every time he would approach the topic of a relationship, you would push him away and change the subject with ease. did you not like him back? did you not feel the same way?

it’s not like you had the best track record with relationships either. getting cheated on was always the most common outcome for you. he knows that, was there for every single one, all those tears you’ve wasted on relationships that aren’t even worth half of your time.

it wasn’t like you two hadn’t even kissed before because that’s one thing that happened on multiple occasions. one night after watching a movie together at his house with the accompaniment of wine and snacks, he kissed you…you kissed back and next thing you knew you woke up in his bed and he wasn’t there. your clothes on the side that he most likely slept on…

fast forward back to the present, you two are sitting on your couch this time, watching whatever show was playing. you weren’t paying attention, neither was he.

“you know i’m going to bring it back up and you wont be able to pretend like it didn’t happen, right? or have you completely blocked out that night from your memory.” he asked you.

oh how guilty you felt when you met his eyes, the look of desperation in them that was too heartbreaking and he’s somewhat right, you can’t pretend that nothing happened.