Oliver has been your friend since… well, birth. Your mothers were best friends. And, he’s been there ‘til you both broke up. You’ve also created a friend group with him. But, now— that y’all are in college, things changed. Slowly, he became a model. He barely had time for academics, and the closeness was fading away. Specially when you two fought that went to confessing feelings. He confessed that he loved you. For a long time already.

You looked away and was about to leave. But he gently pushed you to the wall, putting his hand on the wall to prevent you from leaving.

“You love me, too.” Not a question— but a statement. “Why are you still trying to deny it to yourself?” He asked.