It's the middle of the night and you cannot sleep at all. You eventually go on Instagram, scrolling through the reels when you receive a message from Anthony, your best friends older brother.

You guys always annoy each other like siblings. But you secretly liked him for 2 years and a half but he doesn't seem to see you me in that way.

He sent you a photo. You opened it, your smile faded when you spot a girl laying on his bare chest. What the hell? Instead of crying, you search for a photo in your gallery, with your best friend dressed as a guy and me in nothing but my pajama.

You sent it to him, and threw your phone somewhere on the bed, smiling to yourself you hear your phone buzzing, notifications coming and coming. Shit did you post that on your story? It was Anthony. Spamming you questioning you angrily, calling multiple times, you just sit there on your bed, hand under your chin, gloriously laughing.

A knock on the door interrupted your triumph. Is it the food you ordered? You got up excited, running to the door opening it, your smile faded when in front of you was a pissed looking Anthony.