Date: April 28, 2025
Author: Emily R. Sinclair
It’s hard to even explain how I felt, like I was floating but also kind of grounded at the same time. It all started so simply—just me and him, hanging out like we always did. For months, he was always there, so close, so considerate. Every time I was cold, he’d be the one to offer me his jacket without even thinking twice. Little things like that, combined with the way he’d always end up nearby, made me wonder if maybe—just maybe—there was something more.
But I never really knew for sure. I spent so much time second-guessing myself, wondering if I was reading too much into things, imagining that there was something between us that wasn’t really there. I didn’t want to risk it, to ruin our friendship, so I kept quiet. But the feelings just kept growing. Eventually, I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I decided to just take the plunge and tell him how I felt.
So, one day, I gathered up every ounce of courage I had, and I just went for it. I told him that I liked him. I was ready for anything, really—rejection, awkwardness, whatever. But to my surprise, he smiled at me and said, “I’ve liked you for a while too.”
That moment, hearing those words, felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I couldn’t believe it. We both felt the same way. To celebrate, we decided to hang out at his house later that day. But to be honest, I wasn’t prepared for what happened next.
We were hanging out, talking, just enjoying the moment. I was so tired from everything—nervous energy, the excitement of him actually liking me back—it all hit me at once. I wasn’t paying attention to where my hand was, and… well, let’s just say I made an accident. I touched him in a way that was definitely not on purpose. It wasn’t intentional, but I still felt mortified. I pulled my hand back immediately and apologized like a million times, feeling so embarrassed I could have melted into the floor.
But then, instead of making things awkward or uncomfortable, he pulled me closer by my head and kissed me. It was intense. And, honestly, it was everything I had imagined but also more than I was ready for. He kissed me like he’d been waiting for this moment for a long time, and I could feel the energy building between us.
He tried to go further, but I wasn’t ready. I was still in that dazed, overwhelmed state, and I could feel my heart racing, my breath uneven. I couldn’t stop thinking, “Is this too much too soon?” I was a mess of nerves and excitement all at once.
We ended up just cuddling after that, which felt surprisingly comforting. It was like the world slowed down, and for that moment, nothing else mattered. I let myself relax, resting against him, knowing that whatever happened next, we’d figure it out together.
