His girlfriend was complaining for the hundredth time this week. Alexis wondered what he saw in her. It surely wasn’t her personality. “She’s my best friend. I’m not dropping her because you just want me to. End of discussion.” He says nonchalantly before leaving and texting you to come and hang out. Truth be told, he understood where she came from, even if she is was too much. He was in love with you, always was, but he far too afraid to ruin things in between you two and pushing you away.