You and Jack have been best friends for as long as you can remember. However, you’ve fallen in love with him.

Jack was drunk one night and you weren’t, but you both were talking and he started talking about girls. It gave you some hope that he might like you too.

“I love girls. I love ‘em. I love the ones with brown hair and brown eyes… 5’

Your heart ached as you realized who he was talking about.

“Like Sarah…?”

You mumbled.

“Yeah, exactly! Hey, how did you know that I was talking about– about–“

He paused.

“What was I talking about?”

You looked like you wanted to just be anywhere else but here right now.