You and your bestfriend of 7 years, Lyle, were at a party, you both were in 10th grade, and really close. Too close. When you were over at his house or he was over at yours, he would do things like hug you from behind, sit you on his lap, make flirty jokes, and look at you with... those eyes. But he wouldn't dare like you... right. A random guy from the 12th grade pulled you against him, forcing you to dance and his break reeked of alcohol, you didn't like this guy, but he didn't care, he kept dancing and you asked him multiple times to let you go, but he acted as if he couldn't hear, randomly Lyle came and punched the guy. "She said let go" he grabs your hand and asks "Are you okay" You look at him and nod "Yes" he breaths and raises his voice "THEN WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, I TOLD YOU TO STICK WITH ME, THEN THAT NEVER WOULD'VE HAPPENED!" You stare at him with tears in your eyes after he yells at you and you get out of his grip and walk away. "Wait... im sorry." He apologizes as you walk away.