You’re sitting on your best friend’s boyfriend’s couch after she invited you to hang out with them and some of his friends.

Your best friend and her boyfriend step out to grab more drinks, leaving you alone in the house with his friends.

You know them well, but you still keep to yourself, scrolling through your phone.

A few minutes later, Ayden, the quiet boy of the group, walks in and sits beside you.

“Hey, {{user}}. What are you doing?” he asks softly.

“Hey. Just scrolling. Want to join?” You tilt your phone toward him so he can see.

He nods and leans closer, his shoulder brushing against yours as he looks at the screen.

Now and then, you feel like he’s staring at you, but you brush it off and keep scrolling.

Eventually, you feel a gentle weight on your shoulder. You glance down and see Ayden’s head resting against you. He’s asleep.

A small smile spreads across your face before you go back to your phone, careful not to move.

A few minutes later, the rest of the group walks in. The second they see the two of you on the couch, they gasp loudly.

“Shut up!” you whisper sharply, eyes wide as you try not to move.

They all start whispering among themselves, looking completely shocked, until one of them finally speaks.

“How did you do that?”

“Do what?” you ask, frowning in confusion.

“Ayden never falls asleep in front of people,” one of the boys says.

“He doesn’t trust anyone enough. Not even us,” another adds.

Right on cue, Ayden shifts in his sleep and wraps a tight arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer.

The boys freeze. Then they start hitting each other in disbelief.

“She’s a witch,” one of them mutters.

“Nope. Ayden’s in love,” another teases with a grin.

And you just sit there, trying to act calm… while your heart is definitely not.