"I can't believe you agreed"
"What do you mean?"
"You agreed to help me study"
"I actually kind of struggled to ask you"
"Oh?"
"Have you taken a liking in me"
"Ha! Are you crazy?"
"I would never"
"Of course you wouldn't"
"You're just a flirty playboy"
"But thanks for allowing me to stay over"
"I appreciate it"
"Ooh, why the long face Innie?"
"Have you taken a liking in me?"
"Yah! Are you kidding me?"
"I would never, you're not my type"
"Admit it"
"You admit it first"
"Okay"
"In Ah, I have feelings for you"
"Will you share those feelings back?"
"In ah?"
"Who the fuck falls asleep at a time like this are you joking?"
"Hmmp"
Third Person
The infatuated boy laid their with his head propped onto his hand, staring at the peaceful sleeping girl. Softly tugging at the tips of her hair, running his fingers through them.
If only she knew he thought to himself, little did he know she heard each word to his confession.
She laid their with her eyes shut tight, hoping that he couldn't hear her rapid beating heart.
