you're at your boy best friend's house.

you've been friends since your childhood,

and have been inseparable ever since.

you're sitting on his bed while being on your phone.

"what are you smiling at?" Mason asks suddenly.

the apparent smile on your lips only widens,

and you turn away from him. "nothing," you say cheekily.

before you can react, your phone is ripped from your hands.

"hey!" you yell, reaching for your phone,

but Mason ignores you, his jaw tightening.

"why are you texting a guy?" he says flatly.

you laugh softly, thinking he's joking, but his face remains serious.

"what?" you scoff amused, "are you jealous?"

his eyes never leave yours as he says, "yes."

your jaw drops, and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows.

"i don't like you talking to other guys," he confesses.