You and Enzo were best friends; inseparable almost. You had a small crush on him.. but he couldn’t know that. You couldn’t tell him, you were scared it would ruin everything. You guys were really close, you didn’t want to meddle with your friendship.

You and enzo were 3 hours into an 9 hour flight to Italy. You had let him doodle all over your arms, to help manage his stress on the plane. You rolled up your sleeves to see a message. “I’m in love with you,” it read.