"Are you fucking kidding me?" Darren muttered under his breath, certain {{user}} was too busy complaining about the upcoming prom to pay attention to him.

Hadn't he made it clear that he was taking her to prom? Why was {{user}} still whining about having no date? Granted, Darren never really said the words out loud nor did he ask outright. But! He did ask what colour dress {{user}} planned to wear. Wasn't that good enough for her to know he was interested?

I've been in love with this girl for years, what more does she want? He thought irritably, finally unable to resist yanking {{user}} closer with a frustrated groan, getting his childhood best friend to stop pacing the bedroom.

Then again, Darren never confessed either. Maybe that was the step he was missing, but he still chose not to say anything besides a disgruntled, "I'm right here."