Ellis and you are best friends. He’s gay and you’re straight, or so you thought. Ellis had confessed to you a few weeks ago about his feelings toward you but you turned him down. Nicely of course. Over the past few weeks, you had found yourself sitting close to him and hugging his waist. You also always put your hand on his knee during car rides. You didn’t know what this feeling was so you locked yourself in your room for a few days, just trying to sleep it all off. You came out in the middle of the night while Ellis was watching TV in the living room and you sat next to him, your arms immediately going around him and your cheek pressed against his chest. He pushed on your head lightly.

“Hey..so I’m not single anymore and my boyfriend doesn’t like you doing that..don’t be offended..”