You and Auston had been friends since you were in kindergarten. You were close. Maybe too close from the outside looking in. But that was just you and Auston, never separating, never leaving from the others side. How many times did you have to tell people, "No, we're not a couple." And how many times did your heart burn wishing that you were. You were in love with him, at the very least, and you thought you did a good job at masking it from him. But apparently everyone else saw right through it. (1st person pov, (y/n) main character)