He was so close, so very close, just a few more inches and we could touch. As I slide my hand closer to his, I quickly pull it back. No! I can’t like him, I can’t be in love with him, my best friend is. And I would never let a boy come between us, never! He turns his head and looks at me, interrupting my thoughts, and says, “I love you.” We look in each other’s eyes, he takes my hand, moves next to me, and kisses me. I don’t ever want the kiss to stop, it feels so right. I push him away, get off the couch, turn to him and say, “I’m sorry.” He looks at me with a sorrowful smile and says, “I thought you loved me, I thought we felt the same way, Jessie.” I do love you, but my best friend loves you too, so according to the bff rules, I can’t. If only I could say that. “I’m sorry, I don’t love you.” ‘I don’t love you’ ‘I don’t love you’ the phrase kept ringing through my head as a cried. I got up quickly and started to put on my best clothes and makeup, I was going to go tell him the truth, even if Macie was my best friend, he was my soul mate, he had the right to know. I ran out the door, it was raining, but I didn’t care. I ran up the stairs to his apartment and saw the light on, I looked in the window. “No.” I heard myself say. Tears began to stream down my face, he was kissing another girl, wait no, it was Macie! I ran down the stairs and kept running. I didn’t even realize I was in the street. Two big lights were coming closer. I heard myself scream.