you glared at him, tears that threatened to fall, burning your eyes. you refused to cry, not now, and definitely not in front of him.

“tell me we weren’t just friends..” you shake your head, brows furrowed. after all the time you spent together, that’s what this was? “this doesn’t make much sense.”

he looked at you almost sympathetically. “i thought it was mutual- i thought you- we-“ he stopped talking when you pulled away from him, his words falling short.