Nick was sitting beside you on the edge of your bed, staring down at the carpet floor while running a hand through his hair anxiously, his other hand grasping his knee; he was supposed to confess to you today which is why he asked to come over

his brows were furrowed as his expression showed the conflict in his mind, avoiding your gaze as his knee bounced anxiously

“Listen- um… I uh- needed to tell you something.. I just-.. hope it won’t ruin our friendship or anything.. you know?..”