To love someone who would never be yours.

I loved him, he did not...

So, as decided, we had our dinner and then Ryan started to prepare sleeping on my sofa. That is when it struck me! The sofa he was about to sleep on had a very hard base and I did not want him to be awake the whole night or have a back pain in the morning just as he was trying to help me.

So, I asked him to help me remove a blow up bed from the store. Well, I just asked him for his help, but he made me sit down and adjusted the bed himself only. He blew it up, and kept it in such a way that it was adjacent to my bed.

He said it was just in case I need him at night and he doesn't wake up. I could then easily kick him and wake him up without having to walk even a bit.

"No! Do not kick me or else your leg would hurt. You can slap me if you want, but no using those delicate little legs", he warned me. It seemed a more concerning tone then that strict tone he should have had. And it sounded more lovely. For some minutes I just stared at him and he realised what he just said.

"I mean, dare you even touch me." he corrected himself with some hesitations. And I simply laughed at this stupidity of his.

At sleep time, Ryan put the lights off and came to sleep on his adjacent bed. I was feeling really very tired, but not at all sleepy. Maybe that was because I already had a huge sleep.

Being bored, my mind started to think about some things, me being unaware. Then suddenly, my mind drifted to the events that took place through the day. All those happy ones with my bestie.

Best friend!

I say he is my best friend! But then, why am I not able to tell him what is in my heart? Why am I not able to share those memories with him. Those that made me work hard on them to forget.

Maybe it is just that I do not want him getting worried about my troubles or because of me. Maybe I just do not want to remember those things again.

But somewhere in my heart, I knew that I was not sharing it with him as I wanted to start anew. With him!

Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!

He is just my friend. Then what is this start anew with him thing? 'Annie, you are going mad', I scolded myself.

Then I drifted off to some other thoughts.

"Not feeling sleepy yet?" I heard Ryan's soft voice say. Still it almost made me fall.

"No." I replied once I was back alright.

"Not me either. I was just thinking about today..... Frankly, I was thinking about what you told me today. About you and Stan... I know that guy. Have heard of him. And all that I have heard, is not at all positive." He said.

Then he got up and sat up on his bed, facing me. Even I tried to sit up like him, but he told me to rest. Then he looked into my eyes.

Those beautiful green Eyes were shining even in this dark. The only light entering the room was through the window, because of the full moon outside.

This made those green eyes look better than usual.

My imagination was blocked by some of the words that escaped from his mouth, " Look, Annie! If you want to tell me everything that happened between you and Stan, you can! I am not forcing on you, but I guess you should tell me. Maybe I can help you. And I promise that would make you feel good, it will make you feel lighter! So, if you ever want to tell me anything, just remember, I am always there for you."

I looked straight at him. I had no words to set. Something in my stomach twirled. My heart felt a sudden pain in it, as if someone had put a huge dagger in it.