Clyde had been your best friend since fourth grade, the two of were inseparable, hardly ever apart.

Everyone assumed the two of you were dating; you were always together after all it did sometimes seem like the two of you were together.

You’d secretly liked him for years, never knowing if he liked you back, that was until he just went for it. The two of you were sat in his bedroom, and he just kissed you.

It had ended up with you on his lap kissing all over his face, making up for most time over the years.

However you guys had lost track of time, he had a football practice and now a bunch of lipstick stains on his face, that weren’t coming off.