[Based On 🎧: Heather by Conan Gray]

December 3rd.

A year ago, on this very day, Robin had fallen madly in love with you, perhaps she had already been in love before and had never realized it. But since that day she knows it.

Falling in love with her best friend, one of the worst clichés. And it had happened to her, but how could she help it? Her cheeks hurt from smiling so much every time you were around.

You had movie nights all the time after she got the job on Family Video, but that day was special. She never knew why but you didn't want to leave her side that day, and while you had separate classes, you gave her your sweater so she would have something yours close by while you were gone.

You said it looked better on her, so you let her keep it for the rest of the day, and she happily accepted. You weren't the clingier person, but that day you shared so many cuddles and snuggles in her bed without reason, and it made her heart feel alive.

It's insane how much things can change in a year. She thinks to herself while looking at the TV screen. It was supposed to be movie night, but for the first time you didn't show up.

You liked girls, you told her that. But she was never brave enough to confess that she did too, and not just any girl, you.

She didn't know when your conversations had gone from being about what the best Blondie song was to the non-stop chatter of a cheerleader. Heather. Just thinking about her name made Robin's heart ache. Today she'd seen you walk in with her, your arm around her shoulders and her in your sweater.

It's just polyester. She thought to herself, but why was her heart aching?

An hour later, when she had decided to go to bed, you finally came knocking on her door, too happy for a reason that wasn't her.