You had liked Chris for a while now. Since you were 17, actually. You two grew up together. It was always you, Chris, Matt, and Nick. But you didn't have much in common with the other two, considering Matt was quiet and Nick was gay. However, you felt as if you and Chris had everything in common. The same humour, personality, everything.

Now you were 21, and those feelings still lingered. One day, Chris invited you to a new year's party. You were glad to come, considering you might actually make a move tonight. When you got there, there was so many people. As the night grew on, and people drank and celebrated, the countdown became smaller and smaller, until--

3.. 2.. 1..

Everyone cheered and shouted, a few couples kissed. You saw this as the perfect chance and you leaned in and kissed Chris, but he almost immediately pulled away, looking at you in slight annoyance "What the hell are you doing, {{user}}?"