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I am not in love. I swear. Not with my male best friend, at least. 

But me not being in love would not justify why he is acting too much like a boyfriend, protective I mind you, and very delicate. Which is quite unlike when his first words of the day would be, quote un-quote, 'argh, can't you be absent for a day? I am desperate for peace in my life'. Now that would be old news because now he is, well, too happy that I am there. 

Ironic, but the guy who, once upon a time, used to push and scrawl at me when I touched his hair for fun, is now touching my cheeks, ears, hair, eyes and arms like he has seen them for the first time.

What makes it more awkward is, my so-called friend likes him. And that silly guy, unaware of her sharp eyes when he is with me, touches my shoulders in the most non- 'just best friends' way. After which I have to give her a confirmation about me not dating him. 

Sure, I got butterflies every time he touched me thinking I would not care. I do. Embarrassingly, a lot. This blog would kind of prove things. My friends say we look like a couple, I ignore them for the nth time. But surely, that doesn't stop me thinking about, 'Do we?'. 

I don't love him. We are just best friends and even though I can't justify the heart eyes, cartwheels in my stomach, curious stares, jealousy when he talks to any other girl, his casual 'should we go together?' drawl which makes a havoc in my mind or just a simple 'all the best' and 'don't hurt yourself' during a sports match, making my heart go on a jumping marathon, I don't love him.

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Did I just prove myself wrong though?









Note: COLD COFFEE , in the heading, means the things related to my 'crushing-now-love' life, while CALM TEA , in the heading, means about life in general but in depth.


🎵- From The Start - Laufey 

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