"The plan was for you to finally make a move, not to act like a douche."
"I know," he repeated, his eyes downcast. "I don't know what's wrong with me. Ever since the other night, I've just been so angry, so confused. And when we arrived at his house, the look on his face said he didn’t want to see me and it angered me even more, when he didn't even glance at me."
"Well, you better suck it up if you really want this to work. It’s already draining that my two friends like each other, which could jeopardize our friendship, but the fact that the two of you are being difficult makes things even more complicated."
He nodded, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothing," he shrugged, but I could see the mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Just tell me," I gro
