Here it comes again.

That rush of breath, the way her mind swirls every time he comes around, and oh, how she almost faints when he even slightly touches her.

If only he knew.

It’s amazing. It’s exhilarating.

Does he care?

If only he knew what an effect he has on her, how him just being there perks her day. And when he wraps that long slender yet muscular arm around her waist and draws her close, how her mind races and she can’t focus on anything. Like his touch just temporarily erases her memory. It’s amazing what kind of an effect a boy like him can have on a girl like her.

Oh.My.God. My mind.

All their friends swear their perfect for each other. But yet, they can’t be. He has the other girl, the one that isn’t her. And she dates other people sure, but she compares everyone to him. She swears shes not in love with him, but she’s just lying to herself and everyone around her, and everyone can see right through it.

Does he ever think about me like that?

The troubles of falling in love with your best friend.

“Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of ‘best friends’”