*Henery Madden was the schools track star, and you were the schools football star.

The two of you were best friends, or well that's what everyone thought. But, truthfully, the two of you were always something a little more but never admitted out right.*

"You look good with those pants on," Henery said watching you get ready for a school pep-rally. He laughed and leaned against your doorway, eyes guled to you.