Give it a week

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I'm hanging out with my friend that happens to be a guy. His name is Ricky, he's not my best friend but he's a close friend. My best friend name is Miguel, he's cool when he's not in a bad mood.

I haven't talked to him in two days. Been hanging out with Ricky since he's my friend.

I walk into my dorm, Miguel is coming down the hallway. I unlock my door letting Ricky in then Miguel pulls me by my arm. I look up to him wondering what he's doing, he's kind of hurting my arm. He pulls me into a bathroom locking the door.

"What the hell." I say to him as he let go of my arm.

"You've been ignoring me, to hang with him."

"I'm not ignoring you, you said you were busy so." I say to him and he shakes his head.

"Yea just for that day, didn't expect you to not talk to me."

"You're acting strange." I say to him, I unlock the door walking back to my room.

He follows behind me, I unlock my door, he stops me again.

"Ricky I'll just see you tomorrow in class." I say to him and he nods his head leaving my room.

Miguel comes into my room and I hop on my bed. He stands in front of me, he starts the conversation again.

"You were hurting my arm." I say to him looking down to my arm.

"When you grab me it hurts."

"I'm not trying to." He says to me, I look to the side. He talks to me again, why is he acting like this all of a sudden.

"You're mad I'm hanging with my friend."

"If I were to hang with let say Claire you wouldn't like that."

"I don't care if you hang with her." I say to him and he scoffs.

"You're jealous cuz I'm hanging with Ricky."

"No, but my best friend is hanging with everyone but me." He says to me and I look down.

"You're acting like you're my... never mind." I say to him he looks over to me, I look somewhere else in my room.

We go back and forth talking about whatever this is.

"I don't care Miguel, you're acting like we're dating."

"We're just friends." I say to him he lowers his eyes, looking down a little bit.

"You're not my boyfriend you're my best friend, if that was the case I can see why but you're not." I say to him softly while looking at my knees.

"Do you like me?" I ask him and I look up while rubbing my head.

He looks down to my knee then back to me. I wait for him to answer, he opens his mouth.

"Yes." He says to me and I look down nodding my head.

"Doesn't mean you should do what you did."

"Sorry about that."

"If you wanted to be my boyfriend you should ask instead of-"

"You like me don't you." He says to me and I shake my head really fast, I hold my finger to my lip.

I cover my face, he walks in between my legs holding my wrist to remove my hands from my face.

"No I'm trying to make a statement." I say to him he moves my hands from my face.