He knows that he’s staring at you like a lovesick puppy. His gaze always following you with an overwhelming sense of want. He could only helplessly laugh as you tell him one of your stupid jokes.

Caleb had been in love with you for years but he had been your best friend even longer. Always close even as kids. Always around even with the growing pains and awkward phases. He doesn’t know why he had to chose you of all people to be so desperately in love with.

He would hate himself if he ruined anything with you. Still, there was something he had always wanted to do.

The two of you sit in your driveway, talking and giggling just as you’ve always done. He can feel his hands shaking as he sets his phone up against his water bottle.

He can feel your gaze on him and it makes it so terribly hard. The recording on his phone starts, music playing softly, before he turns to you and, finally, kisses you.