When your best friend who you’re secretly in love with comes to your school to play against the hockey team and he sees you with another guy, you tell him "You played really well tonight."

And he replies "Yeah, well, I hoped that you were watching." You force a smile. And then he tells you "Don't date the guy. Unless you want to, unless you're into him. But don't tell me that right now, if you are, okay? Because I'm about to get on a bus with twenty other guys who look up to me, and I really don't want to cry in front of them."