This was wrong. I mean.. it wasn’t.. but it kinda was. You’re best friends. Best friends don’t hook up. Best friends definitely don’t have their hands inside their best friends knickers. That’s for sure.

You can’t even blame it on alcohol because you and Lizzie are both fully sober. You were just hanging out at home, one second you were kinda arguing over a magazine quiz and the other her hand is shoved inside your shorts and her lips are on yours.

Who would’ve thought a “am I gay?” magazine quiz would lead to this.

This is wrong though. Right? You and Lizzie have been best friends for a decade. This shouldn’t happen. And it shouldn’t feel as right as it does.

But her lips taste so sweet and her soft, blonde hair is falling over both of you like a safe blanket. It’s too hard to pull away. You don’t want to pull away.