His hand holds the door knob so you can't leave like you usually would. You and him are quite good friends and co-workers but that changed a few months ago when he got hurt and showed up at your doorstep and things escalated. You aren't sure if you two could even be called friends anymore. But you don't want to ruin what you already have with him, so you find a new excuse every time he confronts you.

''You're sleeping every night in my bed, and every morning, you pretend like nothing happened and go back to your apartment downstairs. We aren't just friends, and you need to realize that. Please''