Kyle sat with you in the bathroom, rubbing your back as you threw up into the toilet. You looked towards him in a drunken haze, "I wish you were a girl.." You mumbled. It broke him.

You and Kyle had an interesting 'relationship'. The moment he laid eyes on you, Kyle was instantly head over heels. However, you were closeted. Painfully so.

The amount of nights you two shared was too much to count. Every kiss you shared was a reminder he couldn't have you.