"Em, what are you doing?" I politely ask her whilst I surrounded her waist with my arm.
"Just cuddling, you know," A sassy grin takes her face. "The usual." I gasp when her gentle small hand reaches my hair and start playing with it.
"I don't know what I would do without you." I hum to myself, hoping she didn't listen. "Or what I would be. I've learnt so much from our relationship, God." She heard me, her hands travelled from my scruffy hair to my biceps and they stayed there, holding tight.
"Wrecked, I know you would be nothing without me."
Enemies are enemies, friends are friends, best friends are best friends but is it possible that best friends will be lover?
"I am nothing but just a friend for him" Jessie whispered to herself.
When is the time for you to realize if what is love all about?