"You like him don't you?" My little sister says suddenly. "What no i don't like him, he's my best friend," I reply unconvincingly "Even if he's your best friend doesn't mean you can't like him. Besides I see the way you look at him." Her smile growing bigger. I nudge her playfully. "Whatever it's progress." I say smiling at her. ¡WARNING! Triggers of abuse and violence (not a lot)