Oh. You want to know my story? Well let's just say this isn't like your basic fairytale. For me happily ever afters DON'T exist. My best friend is gay. We grew up together, I've known him all my life and I absolutely adore him. Our parents are friends you see, we're neighbours meaning we spend every minute of the day together. When he told me he was gay, it wasn't much of a shocker. I guess I already knew that because of how feminine he is. Like seriously, even he has better women fashion sense than me! I love him- in a friend way obviously, or so I thought. One night, after partying because of our friend's birthday, something weird happens. I don't know if he'll ever look at me the same way again but I guess he'll have to man up about it because there's no way in hell is he going to run away from me.