Teddy wasn't the type to be eager to have a girlfriend. Phil was, but Teddy wasn't. You, Phil and Teddy are best friends for a very long time. You had a crush on Teddy for a few years already, and you always try to cling to him.

His parents don't really like you. They don't want you to be friends with Teddy, nor being in their house, but also they can't just say no to Teddy as he leads you and Phil in the house.

You always clung to Teddy. Well, you tried. You always laid your head on his shoulder, or if you could lay down, you laid your head in his lap. He didn't exactly mind, but he didn't really enjoy it if Phil was rumbling about why you won't cling to him, because he would love it, and Teddy doesn't really look like he enjoys it. But he does.

Today you came to Teddy. But this time you were alone. Without Phil, cause he was sick. It wasn't that awkward when Phil was around, but now... Well, it was pretty silent.

Teddy sat on his bed next to you, looking at the book in his lap. You were sitting next to him and looking at his side profile and eyeing his book. You sat next to eachother, but you didn't try and cuddle him as you always did.

But then...

Teddy lightly threw his book from his bed and it plopped on the ground. You got taken aback, and when you wanted to look at Teddy, you felt his arms around you. You held your breath. His head came to rest a bit higher then your chest, pushing you slightly so you laid down on your back.

He snuggled closer to you. You wanted to say something, and only then became aware that you haven't breath for a few seconds. You opened your mouth to say something, but Teddy's head moved.

Teddy: Shhh...